I Am The Way

To return to the screaming, ferocity of sinful mortal blood, the ripping of tainted, grainy flesh...that of my Lord, my Master, the Leviathan.

Farewell to a Hell mine puts to utter shame. To once again haunt the very walls of my Labyrinth...And never again feel that of a human heart.


Fallen Alexiel, and Jan. Welcome company.




Regrets there are not. How I have missed the suffering...



[ooc: Pinhead will be leaving with Kirsty. <3 THANKS TO ALL WHO MADE HIS STAY MISERABLE :333]

Hm.

Kirsty, I had long forgotten how innocent you once were. Your essence, so entirely...spotless. It takes me back.


This City is entirely too melodramatic. 

Disgusting.


Our newest problems are vampire attacks...

Tch.


And the rest of you...

Sinning, worthless skin sacks of pus...


[ooc: *so needs to do this more often* Pinhead hates you all. <3]

 

...

 

 

This place infuriates me.

..Im..Impossible...

Kirsty? Kirsty! I'm...it's Elliott...again. And I certainly DON'T understand why this time!


[ooc: Pinhead has been traded with Budd! He has no powers today, and he's back to Elliottness again. <33]

I grow weary of this world.


[ooc: CURSED! Pinny's memories include first meeting Kirsty, Kirsty saving his humanity, and Merkova's death. (Merkova was Pinhead's lover in hell. It killed him when she died.

Her beauty was like nothing found on earth, Heaven, or any Hell spawned by the ever edging darkness. Her eyes, pools of voids, pure, endless dark waters,  I could drown in them...

Just as her words would drip hot stinging venom, so her lips shine red like a hundred dripping wounds, to feast a hungry mouth upon like an ever starving babe...screams and such delectable pain no mortal flesh could expell, she was exsquisite. A million souls put to shame by her suffering, and suffering she caused. 

And now she is gone.

[ooc: Missing Angelique like a lovesick schoolboy. He's gonna hate himself tomorrow.]

..Ridiculous...


[ooc: Kirsty was quite right, he IS in a mood, but...not as bad as the last one. He's steadily getting used to this bullshit, and in comparison with before, this curse wasn't so bad. Who wouldn't be semi-satisfied with an evil kingship, and a beautiful queen? He'd never admit it though!! XD]

What a bore.

I say, I have taxes to raise, wars to plan, traitors to execute--I simply don't have time to listen to these sniveling beasts and their difficulties.


Ah, my most beautiful queen, the center of my whole world...I am feeling exceedingly giving to you, my dear. Is there anything that would please you today?


[ooc: All Hail KING TOTEC, He is very happily and evilly overuling the corridors of the underground with his lovely wicked queen DARE TO CROSS THEM, YE WHO ENTER THEIR KINGDOM OF EVIL!!]

We are not amused...though how it echoes of my dwelling...

Kirsty Cotton is ill. I have not been able to rid her of it myself, and I acquire assistance. Immediately.




[ooc: Needless to say, Pinny is drenched. Head to toe. DRENCHED. Even the pins are dripping, he leaves a trail wherever her goes, his hands almost leak rivers from his shoulders. Pretty fucking gruesome. He's somewhat amused that Kirsty is covered in that of Trevor's and his bitches' blood, though.]

...................




[ooc: Uncursed!Pinny is mad. Oh, so mad. SO mad, he can't speak. He's leaving home so as not to harm Kirsty. He would SO like to right now, after all the humiliation, buuuut....so, he's left. Who knows where he is now...?]

...What would you like to do today, mistress...?


[ooc: CURSEDPinny, yet again! He and Kirsty have completely switched roles...and much hilarity will ensue. Mwaha. Be careful pulling his chain about it, though (haha, chain, Shell made a funny), he will NOT be happy tomorrow.]

As it is not wise to allow me near it...

Kirsty Cotton is in need of a healer. 

Immediately.

....


Oh, the SUFFERING...

[ooc: Pinny is back to normal...and pissed as fuck. As well as weirded out by spending the entire day with Kirsty, and answering EVERY question she asked him as honestly as he could. He's probably looking for some NPC to take apart.]

...Good God...


Look at me...look...how...just, how?

Kirsty? Kirsty, it's...it's me. You must recognize me, I can...hardly believe it myself..!!


[ooc: Pinhead is cursed!! He's become his human altar-ego, Captain Elliott Spenser. <3 Feel free to poke him!]

It seems I've made yet another move...


Purely intollerable, that woman. This City...the raw stinking steaming flesh of it all...I can taste your suffering. It's bitter, and inclosed. Ignorant sins and pain. You know -nothing- of pain, liars, thieves, sinners.

Oh, I could make you hurt...





Another day...this disgraceful pile of wasted suffering...I'm tired of your whining. Your pathetic cares and woes. Your wars and conflict, how I tire of your bile.

Oozing creeping, yellow bile, you swim in it. You revel it, you gorge yourselves on it.


And in light of this asthetically pleasing meager festival, nay one of you can turn a cheek to it, oh, no...you lay and rot in your "pain". And cause yet more of this wasteful suffering, I can't abide by it.

Wallow, you people...wallow in it.

Disgusting.


Of a world of perversion and impure ethics...Hells upon Hells of divine and unspeakable sins and horrors, the most resplendent agony no wretch who has suffered in my presence could endure...

No pain matches that of the scorned mother.

But something so innocent and so free of sin.


Disgusting.

...Yes.

This will do.



[ooc: Uh, yes. XD Pinhead has found the cathedral, and has probably (with some difficulty seeing that his powers are dampened here) made himself a throne behind the main altar. He's -not- in a good mood, and the first person to give him any shit is gonna find themselves impaled with a chain.]

Expelled from Hell on no grounds.

I demand explaination.

Now.