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tampered2007-03-15 01:05 am
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Log; On-Going
When; March 15th, Late Night
Rating; R for Violence
Characters; Alessa,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
alessalearnt, Dexter dark_passenger, & Stan stancoleman
Summary; Dexter assists Alessa in her own form of punishment.
Log;
The moon, high in the sky, stared down menacingly at the city. It called out to The Need. Ever since the day of Vincent's death. The day that Dexter swore that there were bigger curses than just daily ones. He felt cursed. The man couldn't get close to anyone, or they'd be killed. And until now, he grinned and bared it. Until now, he still hid in the shadows.
But now the Dark Passenger was out to play, the City, his playground. The present he left for Stanley was one Alessa helped pick out; a doll with a small note attached, inferring that the yellow god, Lobsel Vith, had wanted to see him before his punishment was over. The note had asked Stan to visit a nearby abandoned wearhouse.
A faint chuckle in his ear.
Tonight he'd get what he and the Passenger so eagerly waited for.
Tonight he would feed The Need.
Rating; R for Violence
Characters; Alessa,
alessalearnt, Dexter dark_passenger, & Stan stancolemanSummary; Dexter assists Alessa in her own form of punishment.
Log;
The moon, high in the sky, stared down menacingly at the city. It called out to The Need. Ever since the day of Vincent's death. The day that Dexter swore that there were bigger curses than just daily ones. He felt cursed. The man couldn't get close to anyone, or they'd be killed. And until now, he grinned and bared it. Until now, he still hid in the shadows.
But now the Dark Passenger was out to play, the City, his playground. The present he left for Stanley was one Alessa helped pick out; a doll with a small note attached, inferring that the yellow god, Lobsel Vith, had wanted to see him before his punishment was over. The note had asked Stan to visit a nearby abandoned wearhouse.
A faint chuckle in his ear.
Tonight he'd get what he and the Passenger so eagerly waited for.
Tonight he would feed The Need.