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Joined November 2025
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ꜱᴄᴏᴛᴛ ʜ. ʙʀᴀᴅꜱʜᴀᴡ - Fated to live Again - 21 - The Fates’ Favorite Toy “ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ’ᴍ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴠɪᴅᴇ~”
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"I'll see you later, big sis~" Giving her just a little kick as he walks off, Feeling absolutely /fantastic/. He's got some control back. Feels good~
Replying to @Switched_Petals
++alone, please... For right now..."
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Sure. He'll let her breathe. Shifting his hand to uncover her nose. And he feels... Some kind of way about having this power over someone. It's intoxicating. /He/ gets to be Lachesis here. "I am going to take my knife, and you are going to run along home. I will be++
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++She claws at his fingers with the hand available to her, Tears streaming down her face as her chest begins to spasm.
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++waiting for you. I will be hunting you. This will be our fun little game of tag! Be sure to make it hard for me... I wouldn't want to get /bored/~" And truly, He pulls his knife right out of her hand, And stands up. He wipes the blood onto his jeans, And smirks as he++
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++seems more than pleased with this first reunion. He's gonna get more fun out of this. Because, inevitably... She's going to end up back to where she shouldn't be~
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She can't shut up. Oh my Gods she really is /that/ stupid. She can't understand a basic fucking instruction?! He hates her. God, he fucking hates her. Stupid pathetic little bitch! "SHUT UP!!!" And he drives the switchblade into her hand, Forcing it deeper and deeper++
He's gonna hurt her. No no no... No... /please/- Her heart is pounding. Where is Taylor?! Travis?! Anybody?!?! "Scott, please...-" whispered begging. "I- I just wanna go h-home..." She'll cease to exist to everybody outside the manor! She'll lock herself up! She'll be safe!!
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++until he can't push it any further. And he's quick to cover her mouth and nose as soon as the knife hit dirt. The last thing he needs is the fucking cops. Ooh... The staining of the grass is a fun visual~ Maybe he should do it again...~
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He flips her over, And slaps her in the face before silencing her with his hand again. "Shut up!!! Besides... I've learned there isn't much fun in death anyway." There's a flash of gold that reflects in his eyes as he stares down at her. He grabs one of her wrists, Keeping++
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++happening before... It was him that time, too, wasn't it..? "Please don't kill me! I-I'm sorry!!!"
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++her pinned mostly with his own body weight. "I'm going to let go of that stupid mouth of yours, And you're going to shut up." He's debating. Because he /doesn't/ want to kill her. But how badly does he want to hurt her /this/ time...
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She doesn't make it to her feet. He shoves her back down with his foot, Admiring the dirty boot print it leaves on her clothes. "Well, here I am!!" Pulling a switch blade out of his pocket. "And there you are... you pathetic little /bitch/!!" He stabs the knife down, The++
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++Shifting from a scramble to a crawl and eventually into a run.
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++metal burying itself into the dirt beside her head. "Where's that foxy whore? She get sick of taking care of you? Least our parents never /abandoned/ you." He takes the switchblade, And drags it over Lexi's arms. Not hard enough to even scratch, Just enough to /feel/.
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One hand lets go, The other clamps firmly over her mouth. Now he's just got a grip on her entire head. "Hey big sis~" Then, with a grunt of effort, Forces her the rest of the way over the bench, Tossing her onto the grass. "Gods, I've been /waiting/ to see you again!++
Startled doesn't begin to describe the anxiety that floods her body and freezes. She can't even get a scream out before she's halfway over the bench. She immediately goes for the hands in her hair, Eyes shut tight as she frantically squirms, Trying to catch her leg on the++
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++Something about the cheeriness in his voice is... Off-putting. It's friendly, yet unbelievably sharp. He closes any distance, And squats down. His head cocking to the side as he watches her face. "I was starting to think you were avoiding me..."
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He's had eyes on her for awhile now. Once Lachesis pointed him in the right direction... He wasted no time in finding her. And it's utterly amusing. Look at how /helpless/ she is. It's pathetic! Without those /freaks/ she calls family, She'd have died on the street by++
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No no NO!! She doesn't know where she's going!! She's gotten to the park several times!! Don't cry don't cry don't cry... She feels like everybody's looking at her... She feels sick... Where's her Mama..? Why isn't she here yet..? Hasn't she been looking..?
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++now. But he supposes it's a blessing, Because now he gets to get back at her for all the horrible things she's done to him. She ruined his life! It's her fault his parents are dead. Hell, it's her fault he died! And really... He doesn't quite remember how fear looks on++
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++her. But he remembers he loved it. And so he waits for her to become distracted, Which doesn't take very long, And casually strolls up behind the bench. In one swift movement, He knots his fingers in her hair, and pulls. Intending to lift her over the back of the bench.
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Huh... Is /that/ what he felt on the wind? About time...~"
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He gasps awake, Sputtering. "Fuck." Pushing on the coffin door. "Fuck fuck fuck. LACHESIS!!!" /Banging/ on the coffin door. "THAT FREAK KILLED ME, WHAT THE HELL!!"
Hypnos stands over him for only a second. Before retrieving his mace from the ground, And walking back over. "I said fuck off, asshole." He raises the mace high over his head, And brings it down, A horrid /crack/ as his skull is /crushed/.
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He thought this was going great. Honestly, he thought he had a chance. And yet... his ego. He forgets things. Such as Gods having /powers/. He hits the ground, Back smacking the dirt as he's not knocked unconscious, But simply... Asleep.
That's fine. He just needs to be close enough so he can lay is palm flat against his forehead. Which he is /plenty/ close to do now. "You're dead." And Hypnos puts him to sleep, Not bothering to catch his body as it falls limp.
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Well shit- He wasn't planning for that- But he manages to not be taken down, Holding his ground for a second. "You're a lose-lose. Nobody likes you, and everyone's just waiting for the next time you /snap/." His smile is wicked, And his iris's flicker with a golden sheen...
"STOP TALKING!!" His blood... His blood was red, right..? This guy's /mortal/. To a degree... He drops the mace and lunges forward, Going to tackle him. He's got a plan... He just needs this fucker to hold still long enough!
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He stumbles to the side, Spitting blood out of his mouth. Why do the Gods have to escalate /everything/ so quickly? Why can’t Hypnos play the weakling this time?! Ugh, it was going to be so fun. “Yeah… you’re fucking dangerous, aren’t you?” Dodging out of++
Hypnos is on his feet before the other can finish his sentence. There is a /swift/ left hook delivered to the side of Scott's face. "I told you to /fuck off/." Summoning his mace almost immediately. "If you /hate/ me so much, /FUCK OFF/!" And swinging.
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++the way of the mace a few times. “And not just dangerous, but fucking /annoying/. You’re pathetic and you know it! You’re out here having a pity party!”
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