Methuselah
The dark one smiled beneath his helmet of darkness and picked the girl up like a bride, though to him she was more like a mouthy sack of potatoes. One that he would need to punish later...
So without further word her took flight, carrying her away.
Costin
The elevator door finally opened, and all sorts of wonderful smells reeked from outside all of a sudden. Ohhh, how magnificent. So good, so good so good so good so goooood! It was truly a sublime smell, only the scent of death could make her feel so alive. She walked forward as if in a blood frenzied trance, stepping over the bodies and skulls littered in the way. They were nothing but worthless corpses now, nothing more than trash not even fit to be concerned over. Such pitiful piles of meats were unworthy of her love.
"Haah...hel,,noNONOnoNONONOnoNONONOooOoo!!!AHA AH OG HAhHYHHyyaHYAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
A man tried to escape, but his terrified screams were stopped short when a clawed hand caught him by the neck, or rather, caught his head off his neck.
"Hm hmmmmmmmmm~" She sang, dangling his agonized skull by the hair, utterly oblivious to what she had done until she suddenly noticed the bleeding head in her hands.
"Oh! Sorry." She said casually. It was an accident, she swore! After all, it wasn't her fault if her nature was like this, it wasn't her fault if she liked to kill, and it wasn't her fault if fresh blood and gore was so delicious. So she chuckled before throwing the head behind with as much care as you'd give to some trash you found laying around.
kILL Kill kIll KilL KILL kilL kILL Kill kIll KilL KILL
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Kill kIll KilL KILL kilL kILL Kill
kIll KilL KILL kilL kILL Kill kIll KilL KILL kilL
And suddenly, she found it, the source of her deepest most forbidden desired. The one who had awakened this throbbing sensation inside her, the one she was going to murder, rape and choke with its own intestines!! And no, the order DOES NOT MATTER! What matters is that
Oh, just what was she thinking? Good grief, she just wasn't quite herself when hungry. At the very least, she should murder her with consent! It's not like she was some savage.
"Oi oi oi, just what do you think you're doing in my home?" She asked the masked figure casually, picking up a stray arm hanging around and toying with it like it was candy. It probably was.