06-01-2011, 03:17 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-01-2011, 03:18 PM by Frisk E. Coyote.)
"I can't believe that's you... the voice must be lying!" Fangewomon patted Midnight's arm gently. "But... even if it were true... you're not like that anymore, aren't you? You're my brave and chivalrous dark knight. No one is without their darkness... and as for me, I just don't know what mine is yet." She sighed. "It's probably prostitution or something."
"Er- well- y'know-" Impmon scratched his cheek and folded an arm behind his head. The images and sounds were still so vivid in his memory, all the failure and betrayal, the loneliness and deception, the death- he shook his head. "Forget about it, it's nothin' interesting. OH LOOK THE BROAD'S AWAKE." He changed the subject.
"Er- well- y'know-" Impmon scratched his cheek and folded an arm behind his head. The images and sounds were still so vivid in his memory, all the failure and betrayal, the loneliness and deception, the death- he shook his head. "Forget about it, it's nothin' interesting. OH LOOK THE BROAD'S AWAKE." He changed the subject.
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"I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it!"
