Post by BloodMoonWolf on Jun 25, 2007 20:20:37 GMT -5
Hey this is a little deally I'm working on. I'm am as you'll soon find out trying to make the main character as horrid as I can so please don't take him as my view of some good person.
Hello my lovely wall. I love you, you know? Yes its true you’re all I’ve got left since those fools put me in here. I love you enough to write this little story with my blood on you. Why my blood you may ask? Well they sure as hell won’t give me ink now will they? I’m sure you are wondering why I’m in this dastardly place, this horrid prison. Well even if you aren’t I’ll tell you any way hee hee.
Well it started like many other nights, dark. I was in my beautiful mansion, oh how I wish you could see it, it was really rather lovely. I had been drinking a nice glass of wine as is my nightly tradition, and out of the blue some thing happened. A knock sounded from the front door. Bewildered I decided to check on this intruder of my peace. I descended my stairs and went towards the door. Well this person would not stop its infernal racket at my poor door, as you could guess by the time I got there I was rather peeved at such a preposterous of events. I turned the knob, a scowl on my face, and opened the door only to find one of those disgusting elves.
I’m sure I’ve told you of my hatred for the elves. Loathsome creatures they are. What with their ungodly pointy ears and their beady little eyes. This one was especially repulsive. A male with greasy blond hair and a stupid little tuxedo.
It was this night dear wall that I decided to do the unthinkable! Murder!
Hello my lovely wall. I love you, you know? Yes its true you’re all I’ve got left since those fools put me in here. I love you enough to write this little story with my blood on you. Why my blood you may ask? Well they sure as hell won’t give me ink now will they? I’m sure you are wondering why I’m in this dastardly place, this horrid prison. Well even if you aren’t I’ll tell you any way hee hee.
Well it started like many other nights, dark. I was in my beautiful mansion, oh how I wish you could see it, it was really rather lovely. I had been drinking a nice glass of wine as is my nightly tradition, and out of the blue some thing happened. A knock sounded from the front door. Bewildered I decided to check on this intruder of my peace. I descended my stairs and went towards the door. Well this person would not stop its infernal racket at my poor door, as you could guess by the time I got there I was rather peeved at such a preposterous of events. I turned the knob, a scowl on my face, and opened the door only to find one of those disgusting elves.
I’m sure I’ve told you of my hatred for the elves. Loathsome creatures they are. What with their ungodly pointy ears and their beady little eyes. This one was especially repulsive. A male with greasy blond hair and a stupid little tuxedo.
It was this night dear wall that I decided to do the unthinkable! Murder!