I've been looking for an original sin...

[immortal_bison]

And yet, after all this time, I survive in your head. Oh, you have sought to reduce me to a parasite, dear mundane - but here I am. So many have come and gone, but Bison always survives.

Yet I, much as it pains me deeply...have a...request. It has been too long since I have tasted depravity, mundane. The thrill of the fight, the glory of the kill. I wish to feel a life ebb away under my fists. You have been remarkably lax for oh so long in keeping me from what I am good at.

I build empires. I build in the shadows and undermine, undermine oh so thoroughly. But above all, I am a master of violent death. Give me something. Give me something new.

[A tight, wolfish grin.]

It will be delectable.

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[darknessiknow]

[A cold, cruel laugh that would make the Devil himself shrink away, cut through the air. It held no form of amusement in it, only a certain hollowness that could echo through eternity.]

You know nothing of the shadows, fool. You should crawl back into the cesspit that you crawled from.

[Don't worry, just because you can't see him, doesn't mean that he's not there.]

Yessss. Awesomely appropriate for many reasons.

[immortal_bison]

[If he were asked, he'd say that he'd met worse than the Devil. There is something in the laugh that cuts right to the bone. But he is conditioned to that. Such things can be overcome.]

Oh, I know the shadows. I am the dark light that the shadows fear, makes them run.

[failsafegod]

It always seems your type exist. Yet they often find themselves in trouble as well.

[immortal_bison]

[He chuckles darkly]

Oh, I do hope so. Trouble is so much more interesting.

[failsafegod]

Just don't complain when you meet your match.

[insidiousanimus]

My, my, but you have a flair for the melodramatic. I'd almost be curious what landscapes are associated with a brain like yours, but it's not likely they'd really be anything worth looking into if all you can come up with is this... showmanship.

[But Reala's pretty sure Freudian psychologists would love a word with you, Bison.]

...That or you're quite simply mad, and--alas!--that would be far from my preferred playground.