Soră, isn't our baby precious? He likes it when you sing to him~

Ah- Blood. He's bleeding, he's hurting. Why?

Which one of you hurt him?

[OOC; Hansel's axe is his baby! NPC!blood, obviously, but crazy!papa's don't realize that.]

What a strange day yesterday was! With people thinking that redemption would come if they just said they were sorry. We don't regret anything, do we, Soră? There's no point in doing something if you're just going to regret it later. Regretting isn't a very fun thing to do, people are so silly sometimes.

We made a new friend, he makes the best tea and is a funny man. We should visit him again soon, Soră, maybe we can bring him one of those apple pies Auntie helped us make. Oh~?

There's an ornament on the Cathedral. He looks just a little older than us. Can we play with him?

It's been awhile since we've seen rain, hasn't it, Soră? The last time we saw it, we had to kill our partners, right? They looked so scared, but we couldn't stop laughing at that point and they didn't bother to fight back. Maybe they knew we were eternal, too.

Will it rain humans next? Because I would really like to see them go splat on the pavement. Blood is a pretty color against skin, but it's the stuff on the inside that makes the best colors. When it mixes with the rain, it makes nice shapes. It's only fair, considering we probably made the owner a real life Picasso~

Auntie, will you make a pie with us? Apple, please.

Edit; Mister Alfons. I want a flan recipe.

[OOC; He's still bitter about being yelled at. xD He loves you Alfons, really.]

All of this indecency, it's disgusting.

How should we make them repent, Soră?

Capo, when is the gypsy woman coming back? Soră and I want some pie. She hasn't been in her room all day, her bed hasn't even been slept in. Did you scare her away? Capo hasn't been in a very good mood lately, it's not wonder she ran away like that!

Don't worry, Capo, we'll make you smile.

Snap. Crackle. Pop.

I wonder how many things it'll gobble up before it's sent away. When Soră shoots at it, it just swallows the bullets, none of them are really hitting the people inside. This isn't a very good game of moving target practice, Mister Blob.

Can we play another game?

Miss Revy,

You're always getting in the way of our fun, not to mention the fact that you hurt Soră. You smell of death, you admire Fry Face and you're so greedy. Always wanting more and more for the bad men you take down, for the men whose blood you paint the town red in~

I love you.

[OOC; One-sides love towards the loverly arpillera]

Kittens, owls, naked people--

What a funny curse, talking in pictures. Soră, maybe we should have showed them some of our pictures, like of that cranky guy at the weapon's shop. The pretty reds, blues and purples; it was definitely better than pictures of old, naked guys.

Mister Alfons, he didn't crush you with his mind, did he?

Rain, rain go away ~

She left yesterday, to a funny world where she had to see someones ugly brains. The human brain never looks pretty painted across a wall, but it's still really fun to hear the splat. Not here though, everyone always comes back to life, it's kind of disheartening. This just means we can kill them in different ways each time, right, Soră?

Miss Cirucci, Mister Alfons--

We need an umbrella.

Soră, I saw someone today. She had pretty pink hair, but she kept calling people pets. I don't really think I want to be a pet, but I have a present for you. They're kind of noisy, but we can take care of that, can't we?

Happy Birthday, Soră.

[OOC; Anyone who commented on this post at Poly Extra, who is still willing to be smacked around by some kids? Consider yourself kidnapped for an evening.]

Ah--

You're not Soră, so why are you in my bed?

[OOC; Any takers on this cute little bundle of murderous joy? ♥]

Ah, I'm too big for my clothes.

But the axe is easier to carry now, so it isn't all bad. Soră, where are you hiding? This body isn't fun, I keep bumping into things and the ground is so far away. I don't want to be an adult. When you get older, you get closer to dying.

My coat ripped, this curse isn't very fun.

[OOC; Too lazy to track down an adult!Hansel PB. Let's play pretend. Hansel is waltzing around in a sheet. Plz to be clothing him.]

Soră, when I turned the shower on this morning, it rained blood.

Come play in it with me?

I wasn't followed around by flowers, turned into a funny looking animal or into an edible dish. What does that say about my name, I wonder? It's strange, I can't even remember it anymore, the name I was given at birth.

It was fun playing in the dark yesterday. Mister Alfons, soră and I have a present for you, it took us all day to find the right color.

We're supposed to be nice to Miss Cirucci's human. He makes good cake and smiles even though his blood comes out a lot. We told him we would help the blood come out, but he didn't want that. Soră and I, we'll make him something special, because he smiles at us and gives us extra strawberries.

Soră, I found another present for you. A charm for your kitty. She won't miss it much, the previous owner. She tried to take what wasn't hers. How greedy, wanting the reward before the solution is solved. The dead don't need charms, they don't need anything. She didn't even try to take it back as she bubbled blood. 

You weren't very good at tag, ma'am, even if you did scratch me. 

Ah. It's like watching a movie today, we should ask if he'll make us some popcorn, Soră.

[OOC; Hansel's woeful memories; Dying at the hands of Balalaika's men and being repeatedly forced to participate in peadophilic snuff films with Gretel.]

I told you, didn't I, Soră? You have your candy cottage and I didn't even have to ruin another suit. In fact it was kind of disappointing, how readily she left without being asked twice. Do you really think happiness is there when she was so eager to flee?

Zombies, stalkers, darkness--

It's like the bedtime stories they used to tell us while they rocked us to sleep. Those perverted men, smiling from ear to ear. Stories where the Princess never met her Prince and never found her happily every after, because a greedy woman killed him.

That's how life is, isn't it? If you don't kill them, they'll kill you.