08-09-2010, 08:04 AM
*a lone tigress steps forward in an empty hall of a seemingly abandoned castle. On her back is a trenchgun, held close to her by a bandolier of shotgun shells.*
Minions. Ladydevimon is unpleased at your lack of response. Things have been discussed, and we feel your voices should be heard.
So, tell me, minions, what is it you want out of our group? Don't hesitate to be specific, or vague, if you want. We just wish to provide entertainment for you and suffering for the digidestined.
So please, speak up. Now is the time for your voices to be heard.
Minions. Ladydevimon is unpleased at your lack of response. Things have been discussed, and we feel your voices should be heard.
So, tell me, minions, what is it you want out of our group? Don't hesitate to be specific, or vague, if you want. We just wish to provide entertainment for you and suffering for the digidestined.
So please, speak up. Now is the time for your voices to be heard.
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
