~~~~Rules: none....you can be whatever you want...I just don't want any chicks hitting on my female characters or something.~~~~~
Precil woke up with a daze and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She looked about her at all the bodies in the room. 10 at least lay about with their necks practically ripped out. She stood and kicked a body out of her walking way. She reached the bathroom and looked at her messy hair; her bloody face; her pale skin. The mirror stared back at her with dull, grey eyes. A heavy sigh escaped from her lips. Her feet led her to the large oak door. It creaked open. Her nervous eyes glanced about the hallway looking for any one walking by. Thankfully, nobody heard anything the previous night...at least that's what she was led to believe.
+ The Official 'Got Goth?' Guild +
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