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*tour guide enters* Welcome to Rhaziera's humble home, I sure do hope you enjoy the rest of your short miserable life. *points to the left* this peice of art work is a picture of the band, Marilyn Manson, one of the best bands of all time. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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*Rhaziera steps out of the shadows* Salutations. Welcome to the beginning of the end. Firstly a little about my self. As my superiours won't allow me to tell you my real name, we'll skip all the sociables and move along. A few days ago they finally let me out. They took my pudding away. Pudding is good. The white powder on top made me sleep. Sleep is good. I hate them. They hurt me. But I killed them. Anyway, I'm a mortal vampire. They don't believe me, but it's true. If you don't believe me, I'll kill you as well as them. Whilst I was in there, I listened to Marilyn Manson a lot. I like him, he's my idol. He's music is cool and so are his pictures. What else is there to go on about? If the spelling is wrong, you can kill me, I've only got an bloody IQ of 143 so please, try to correct me. I'm very dark. Not as in skin colour but as in dark on the inside. I a manic depressant, what ever that means and soon they will let me sleep with out the jacket. I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me. If you'll excuse me, Gotta keep them voices happy. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| *Rhaziera walks away slowely, she stops looks back while in the shadows then suddenly dissappears* *tour guide enters again* that is the end of your short yet fullfilling tour be sure to come back soon. *really devilish laugh*
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