Headed for ink_city

[terrorizingly]

You dare to trap me in a land where mortals know not the name of the great master of all things evil?

Be grateful that it only means a new land to raise. To spread terror and pain upon all those that cross my path. All shall grovel at my feet in the new kingdom of agony, despair, and hell fire that I will create!

When I have feet.

Otherwise, you'd be hearing from my agent!

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[superbadassspacewarrior]

[You remind her of someone she used to share her head with.

Great master of all evil things?
I've seen scarier skulls after I've beaten their owners to death with em.

[terrorizingly]

Challenge me, will you? BEHOLD FOOLISH MOR--

Wait. Did you say "beaten to death"? With their own skulls?

If you just caught that reference then I love you. If you didn't I love you just a smudge less.

[superbadassspacewarrior]

Did I stutter?

[if she had an eyebrow it would be raised.]

Bless Tucker's soul.

[terrorizingly]

[Amazing how a skull's very brow bones can make him seem... curious.]

Hmm. Tell me more. How did you accomplish this?

... I love you.

[superbadassspacewarrior]

Simple.
I ripped it out of his head.

I guess you could say I had... Anger issue to work out.

[do you really want to question that further?]

;v;

[terrorizingly]

Yes, yes. I'll put this in my repertoire. A useful technique.

Imagine the blood! Imagine the pain! With the might of my rage I shall tear the very skeletons of my enemies from their bodies and dance in the fleshy bags left behind!

<3

[superbadassspacewarrior]

[her turn to be curious, even if Lopez showed her that lacking anything below the neck can be overcome with guns and a Mexican's determination. Wait... That sounds kind of racist.]

Don't you need arms before you rip any skeletons?

[terrorizingly]

[Hey, that's not very nice, Tex.]

--well. Yes. But I'll find some!

Then the removing of skeletons shall begin!

[superbadassspacewarrior]

[What can I say? She's a bit of a bitch.
....
You dont think she heard me say that do you?]

Yeah? I can see that's going to happen real soon.

[terrorizingly]

Stick your hand closer and say that again, you non-believer!

[CHOMP CHOMP CHOMP

--well, then again, his jaw clacks when he talks, anyways.]

[perfect_apples]

The Grand Master of all things bad?

[But that doesn't make sense. The grand master is him is in the Luminous Wood.]

[terrorizingly]

Bad! Evil! Monstrous!

[Don't tell Murray that. :( ]

[perfect_apples]

Spooooky! Mean! Stinky!

[Wait, what are we talking about?]

[terrorizingly]

Yes. Yes. YES! Terrifying!

[Insert maniacal "MWAHAHAHAHA" right here! Except that it stops mid "HAHAH--".]

Stinky? [Sniffs, supposedly at himself. That's mean!] Bah! What you smell is fire and brimstone!

[perfect_apples]

[Sniiiiff. Hm.]

Nope! I smell candy and apples!

[terrorizingly]

...really? Are you sure? Not even a hint of tormented souls?

[perfect_apples]

Nope! I don't have that TM. ♪

[iateasock]

Do you have feet for them to grovel at?

[terrorizingly]

That salesman will burn for daring to fool me into buying the travel sized bottle! Even if it did seem like a good idea at the time.

[terrorizingly]

Do you have any other varying pigments?

[iateasock]

What's a pigment?