Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-9087084-20130609084403/@comment-9087084-20130616230801

At first, Simon sputtered at the liquid being forced into him. Then, with a sick grin, he hungrily lapped up the boy's wrist, confusing his attacker. "Idiot!" he jibed. "Using blood to defeat me? It's like you're just begging me to gut you! I'll admit, I do feel a bit of a tingle....but it won't be enough to stop me! Lord Vladimir has modified me to my full potential!". Simon's eyes glowed crimson behind his glasses, and his chains embedded themselves deep into the earth. Boned and decaying hands penetrated the surface, and soon, undead renforcements had arrived...

The first Vladimir turned towards the group. "The Superior? Now that's a name I haven't heard in a while..." However, the Dark Meister took a closer look at Discordia's leader. "No. You are not the Superior. Unless this is yet another jibe of yours, then you tarnish that title. Yes, I know of the Vaciar. And I know of your little group. Humans attempting to become saviors through chaos? How disgusting." The second Vladimir brought his knife closer into his hostage's neck. The first turned towards the group, his face expressionless. "If you are truely the "Superior", then prove it to my very eyes...."