Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20140228083607/@comment-24481083-20140302050346

Blaue's head swung back with the momentum as the fist connected with his nose. He staggered back without bothering to stem the flow of blood. He licked it as they flowed past his mouth, savouring the metalic and salty taste of fresh blood.

''I love the taste of blood. ''

''I love the taste of ice-cream. ''

''I love the taste of books. ''

What.

''What. ''

..........

 He grinned maniaclly, the only type he can do. As he raised his arm to wipe the blood off his face, he did so punching it repeatedly until it was more bloody than it was actual visage. He dropped to one knee, his words slurred.

"I. Love. Pain."

Then he brought up Doom Bringer with such speed to awe, a blur in the orange sunset as he headbutted Orion hard.