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"Blades!" Jemima piped up. "We do a lot of performances involving blades!"

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"Are you now." Karla’s tone was flat and skeptical. "Does this master of yours require that you wear those ridiculous outfits?"

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Ralph grinned. "It's only natural. We're performers." By which they meant blood artists.

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"Are you now." Karla’s tone was flat and skeptical. "Does this master of yours require that you wear those ridiculous outfits?"

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"Oh... us? We are loyal servants~" Jemima gave the stranger a sickly sweet smile. "Loyal to our master and we carry out a purpose." Ralph finished for his sister, a light smirk on his face.

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"Oh lord. What are you two supposed to be?"

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"But you love me~!" Jemima teased her with a wicked giggle.

"Hee hee~! Alyssa looks terrified~!"

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Jemima remained firm, trying not to allow the stranger's voice to get to her. She was a Subordinate, raised from the dead to continue bloody deeds. No time to fear. But the hand around her neck made her gasp in surprise and choke.

"I'm already dead, you idiot!" With swift sleight of hand she drew one of her blades, attempting to slash at the creature. "And even if you did kill me, I'd just come back again... and again... and again~!" Even as her airway was cut off further, the Subordinate remained unphased. "Urk--- You'll... be disappointed then..."

"I, on the contrary, would love to play a game."

Belzzy stood right behind Jemima. Though his head was bowed, the smirk on his face was visible. As he lifted it up, his hand shot out and grasped the subordinate’s neck.

He leaned in close, whispering in her ear, “Let’s see how long you squirm until you finally give in and go limp, and your soul is dragged straight down to Hell for my pals and I to play with. You should give in- there will be more games to play when you die!” He laughed. “Isn’t that exciting? Would you like to accept my bargain?

"Of course not." His brows furrowed and his voice grew dark. "You’re too occupied wanting to tear out the heart of my dear Alyssa."  When possessed, Demons and their Shells combined, with the Shells memories and emotions, and the demon’s personality. Since Belzzy’s Shell had strong feelings for the Rooder, the demon felt indebted to her.

"That-" His grip tightened- "I won’t allow."

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"Hee hee~! Alyssa looks terrified~!"

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"Nobody missed us?! You're all no fun!" Jemima huffed and pouted.

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Send a ❤ for my muse's reaction to yours in his/her bed

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"Hee hee hee~! Did you miss us?!"

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ScissorMan by *GemWist

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Clock Tower 3 Scissorman Concept Art

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M!A List (Anon specifies length of M!A)

Boo: Your muse is now a ghost and his/her prime mission is to haunt the person of the Anon’s choosing

Sick: Your muse has been infected with a terrible illness- and it’s contagious. Yuck! Anon specifies symptoms

I’m Seeing Things: Did that pillow just talk? Your muse thinks inanimate objects are speaking to them…better be careful

Dr. Who: Your muse has acquired a Tardis. Sweet! The only question is- where will you go?

Makeover: Everything has changed about your muse. Their hair, eyes, face, everything! Will your muse use this new look for good or evil? (Anon specifies what muse will look like)

Obsessed: Your muse is deeply passionate about the thing/person of the Anon’s choosing, going out of their way to be with it/him/her

Laughing Gas: What’s so funny? Your muse is in a fit of uncontrollable laughter

Old: Your muse is now an old lady. I don’t care what gender they are, your muse is an old lady, complete with the grandma-ish clothes and a cane. And don’t forget that dreaded old lady perfume

Up, Up and Away: Your muse now thinks they are a superhero, with the powers of the Anon’s choosing. Better convince them they’re just a mere mortal before they hurt themselves or others

Genderbent: The classic genderbent M!A. Your muse is the opposite gender

Kidnapped: Your muse has been kidnapped and the next person in their inbox is the kidnapper. Who’s going to save them?

Fangirl: Your muse now finds themselves reading and writing fanfictions, crying over episodes of their favorite television show, and dedicating their whole life to that one show

Partners in Crime: The Mun has been transported to the Muse’s world

No Manners: Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today! Your muse is irritable and rude to everyone. If your muse is already like that, than they are super friendly

Cravings: Muse has a sudden craving for the food of the Anon’s choice

Dangerous: Muse thinks everyone they talk to have turned into zombies

Pregnant: Your muse is pregnant with whoever talks to them next’s baby- It doesn’t matter what gender the person is

Naked: Ew, clothes! Muse has a sudden fear of clothing, and will refuse to put any on

Feel free to add more!

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MAKE ME CHOOSE BETWEEN 2 THINGS

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The force behind it wasn't enough to topple the nimbler Subordinate but it was enough to make her miss the girl's neck and she pulled back, twirling her blades. "You actually might be fun to play with~!"

Natalie's eyes widened, beads of sweat tricking down from her forehead. Without thinking, she snatched one of Jemima's legs, attempting to thrust her to the side.

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"What are you gonna do about it, Alyssa~? You're too scared to run from us! Hee hee~!" Jemima taunted.

Snip snip! Fresh meat from one new face!

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Jemima noticed the limp and stuck out her bottom lip in a pout. "This one's already a bit dismembered, and not by us!" She drew her blades and chased after him regardless. "I'll finish the job~!" Meanwhile Ralph went another way, hoping to catch their victim with another method...

Two more have come to play!

"How lovely~ More and more are just DYING to be sliced and diced~!" Jemima grinned at the new faces. "Soon they will be dying!" Ralph matched his sister’s grin.

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"Hee hee hee~! I love watching Alyssa run and scream for her life~!"