Grell Sutcliff (
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concoursec2012-06-28 11:05 pm
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Tell me you love me. [CLOSED]
Character(s): Grell, Marco, and Espio (if he wants to pop in)
Location: some hallway late at night?
Rating: PG13 for fake blood, feelings, a scene that looks violent but isn't. Ironically.
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Espio, of all people, made good quality fake blood. Now Grell is using it to torment Marco.
The scene was small, but gruesome to the eye. To the inexperienced, it looked as if something violent had occurred, if the thick, dark red color on the walls and floor were any indication. It was a beautiful mural of DEATH, and the victim, who wore a purple nightgown, lay crumpled and lifeless at a weird angle next to the weapon that was supposedly used. There wasn't a place of impact, but would anyone really be looking for it?
Probably not.
One of the wonderful things about reapers was their lack of breathing. Grell played the perfect victim in that she had no pulse, nor did her chest move. All she had to do was wait for the right person to come along. She had told Marco she was going for a late shower. That was an hour ago.
Location: some hallway late at night?
Rating: PG13 for fake blood, feelings, a scene that looks violent but isn't. Ironically.
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Espio, of all people, made good quality fake blood. Now Grell is using it to torment Marco.
The scene was small, but gruesome to the eye. To the inexperienced, it looked as if something violent had occurred, if the thick, dark red color on the walls and floor were any indication. It was a beautiful mural of DEATH, and the victim, who wore a purple nightgown, lay crumpled and lifeless at a weird angle next to the weapon that was supposedly used. There wasn't a place of impact, but would anyone really be looking for it?
Probably not.
One of the wonderful things about reapers was their lack of breathing. Grell played the perfect victim in that she had no pulse, nor did her chest move. All she had to do was wait for the right person to come along. She had told Marco she was going for a late shower. That was an hour ago.
7/?
His heart stopped and then plummeted like an icy cold rock into the pit of his stomach. There wasn't a lot Marco feared, but losing his family would always take the top of that list.