Lionus and Yuudeshi, meeting of crazy and chaos [lio]

He heard the screams the blood falling to the floor as the cries of torment lashed out, for so long others had tried to understand this mans psyche but now as he sat jamming his knife into the fire and imprinting it upon this helpless beings face it was obvious ... he was truly just demented. This woman sat tortured her innards ripped apart her arms molded to the shackles around her wrist as though someone had went at it with a blow torch. This seemed to be the rare piece of excitement that fueled Tora these days, often he would find himself wanting always striving for the sweet embrace of this fear, this smell of burnt flesh and the sounds of hopelessness. This man had embraced his need as the "evil", he had long forgotten the man who slept within him, now all that lay there was the horror the twisted embrace of finality. And as he stood burying his knife through the throat of his victim peeling the flesh away carving chunks from the girl and thoroughly flaying her he felt no remorse nor would he care for the sorrow and desperation in this persons eyes as her tears fell, he was in nirvana.

Now now deary keep holding on, i'm almost there a few more seconds of this and i may just lose my load~

With that said the horrible fanged grin slit across his face the darkness within showing through as he ripped his knife out of this girls throat leaving only the back of her neck untouched, letting her head droop back like a pez dispenser. Slowly the vague laughter rang out building till the man was in hysterics like what he'd just done was a mere joke. His laughter intensified to the point he actually had to hold onto his ribs the sheer pleasure and hysterics this act had bought him to much. Slowly as he rose whipping a tear from his eye he'd rip open the blouse of this dead corpse carving the symbol of the monsuta into its chest as to let any who found her know just what he'd done.

This was just another play time to Tora he'd come to karakura accessing their city, killing and maiming any victim he wanted, be it the piles of beast that now sat outside his little cave in these wastelands literally lining the front stacked upon each other to form a fence, or the sand paved with blood, he was sending a message. Now as he walked across this desert his mind wandering to the sweet smell that was wafting he'd watch from a distance, as a girl began ripping apart these vermin without lifting a finger. But that didn't really even arouse his curiosity what did however was the scent, the mark of one Tora knew ... yuudeshi blood. And so as he moved his speed untraceable as he moved at mach speeds to be touching the back of this girl within a millisecond, his hands falling to her hips as he spoke.

Now id usually ask what pretty little thing is doing out here in this pit of the world, but frankly darling i'm not the man to question when i get thrown a new bone, its been a while since i smelt beautiful its already put me back up to half mast just pondering the taste of your flesh and your sweet screams.