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6/14/2025, 4:18:25 AM
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“Ohh nothing~” Chuckles the archdevil with a Cheshire Grin in his tone, “But if it’s memories you’re looking for, well…”
… wait, you mutter, fists balling at your sides, he… he can give them back!?
“There’s a LOT of things I can do, pard,” RED sneers as another plume of rancid smoke surrounds you, “But the question is… what can you do… for me?”
Pushy bastard, you wheeze, trying and failing to swat the smoke away from your face, you… you just don’t give up, do you?
RED leans in even closer, his booming voice rattling your body with every syllable! “Like I’ve said oh-so-many times before, Anton: I’ve already won... it’s just a matter of how much you’d like to profit off of this contract of ours.”
Sucking the cigar perpetually dangling from his fingers, the demon cocks his head to the side. “So how about it, hmm? A little favor for a memory or two?” Another derisive laugh wriggles free from his non-existent lips. “Or would I be more convincing if I looked something… like this?”
Disappearing in a puff of cigar smoke, you blink in confusion when in place of the cowpoke you come face to face with…
M-Mieslee?
“Really, kid, seeing you trust everyone else so easily is… well it’s disheartening, to say the least…”
Another poof later and you’re met with a familiar set of lime-green eyes and a smug, toothy grin!
“... or am I just not tugging on the right… chains?”
TT disappears into another cloud of smoke… and out from the gloom comes a pair of shades you’d recognize anywhere!
“Ever get the feeling you’re making the wrong choices, pard?” Liz sneers! “Not everyone’s gonna give you a third or seventh chance, y’know…”
RED’s final trick sends you stumbling to your knees… past the roaring hellfire you see her: the silhouette of her ponytail just out of reach…
“We can’t undo the past, Anton,” the devil continues in a warm, reassuring voice you haven’t heard in years, “But we can learn from it…”
What do you WANT, you roar as you stumble back onto your feet! Quit messing around and spit it out!
A polite giggle rises above the flames. “What did that hag in the grove say again? ‘Something for Something…’”
>CONTD.
“Ohh nothing~” Chuckles the archdevil with a Cheshire Grin in his tone, “But if it’s memories you’re looking for, well…”
… wait, you mutter, fists balling at your sides, he… he can give them back!?
“There’s a LOT of things I can do, pard,” RED sneers as another plume of rancid smoke surrounds you, “But the question is… what can you do… for me?”
Pushy bastard, you wheeze, trying and failing to swat the smoke away from your face, you… you just don’t give up, do you?
RED leans in even closer, his booming voice rattling your body with every syllable! “Like I’ve said oh-so-many times before, Anton: I’ve already won... it’s just a matter of how much you’d like to profit off of this contract of ours.”
Sucking the cigar perpetually dangling from his fingers, the demon cocks his head to the side. “So how about it, hmm? A little favor for a memory or two?” Another derisive laugh wriggles free from his non-existent lips. “Or would I be more convincing if I looked something… like this?”
Disappearing in a puff of cigar smoke, you blink in confusion when in place of the cowpoke you come face to face with…
M-Mieslee?
“Really, kid, seeing you trust everyone else so easily is… well it’s disheartening, to say the least…”
Another poof later and you’re met with a familiar set of lime-green eyes and a smug, toothy grin!
“... or am I just not tugging on the right… chains?”
TT disappears into another cloud of smoke… and out from the gloom comes a pair of shades you’d recognize anywhere!
“Ever get the feeling you’re making the wrong choices, pard?” Liz sneers! “Not everyone’s gonna give you a third or seventh chance, y’know…”
RED’s final trick sends you stumbling to your knees… past the roaring hellfire you see her: the silhouette of her ponytail just out of reach…
“We can’t undo the past, Anton,” the devil continues in a warm, reassuring voice you haven’t heard in years, “But we can learn from it…”
What do you WANT, you roar as you stumble back onto your feet! Quit messing around and spit it out!
A polite giggle rises above the flames. “What did that hag in the grove say again? ‘Something for Something…’”
>CONTD.
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