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Mar. 4th, 2011 at 10:40 PM
[She stands in a room, its walls lined with strangely chilling instruments that, while looking dangerous, spark at her sadist's side. While she has no idea how she got here her curiosity has temporarily overwhelmed her strong desire to break someone's head in order to get answers.
One does not simply attempt at kidnapping Marquise Spinneret Mindfang. It is never so simple.
In her hands she held a long, black leather whip. She ran her gloved hand over the material, enjoying the sound it made against her hand. Tight with the promise of pain.
Now if only she could find a slave to test it on. Oh, if only Dualscar were still alive. Alas.]
[ooc: Unless stated otherwise I'll be communicating with Mindfang prose/action-style. If you would like Homestuck-style text answers please tell me and I'll oblige C:.]
One does not simply attempt at kidnapping Marquise Spinneret Mindfang. It is never so simple.
In her hands she held a long, black leather whip. She ran her gloved hand over the material, enjoying the sound it made against her hand. Tight with the promise of pain.
Now if only she could find a slave to test it on. Oh, if only Dualscar were still alive. Alas.]
[ooc: Unless stated otherwise I'll be communicating with Mindfang prose/action-style. If you would like Homestuck-style text answers please tell me and I'll oblige C:.]