( voice test )

[unworshipped]

Trapped. I am trapped, more so than before. I dislike it more. First in this body, and then in the mind of a human. It is disgusting, putrid. I abhor what you've done to me even more. Find something else, something more.

I hunger for violence.

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[allbloodyhail]

A spot of sunshine, as always.

[unworshipped]

Spike. You are here, too. [She tilts her head to inspect him. At least she isn't alone.]

[allbloodyhail]

Yeah, yeah. Don't go getting all sentimental on me now.

[unworshipped]

I do not feel that way. [As if the notion of her feeling any attachment disgusts her. She snarls.]

[scarred_identity]

... Hm. Now that's interesting.

[unworshipped]

You are not the shell.

[scarred_identity]

I'm not the original, either. Though I never thought they would dye her hair blue.

[unworshipped]

This is how I am, the god king. Does my form bother you?

[sword_obsession]

You want violence? Come and get it.

[unworshipped]

What makes you worthy of my time?

[sword_obsession]

[Holding his rapier-styled sword in one hand Azrael ran forward and attempted to punch the woman with the opposite hand. If she allowed him this she would find that he was almost as strong as she was. (Only 2% less to be exact)]

[ascents]

Wow. That's so threatening I'm quaking in my non-corporeal designer jeans.

[unworshipped]

You are dead. Your words are worthless.

[ascents]

Yeah? Well, right back at 'ya, sister!

[unworshipped]

The shell is dead. I remain.

[doras]

Trapped as a human?

How sad.

[unworshipped]

I am more. It reeks on me.

[doras]

What are you otherwise? A monster? A demon?

[unworshipped]

I am the god king Illyria.

[allthatmatters]

Well, that's what vampires are for.

[unworshipped]

To stomp upon.

[unworshipped]

You dare to speak to me that way, vampire?

[unworshipped]

But you are too much of a coward to fight me.