Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-26854056-20170621200036

"Fucking. Bullshit."

Elizabeth took a shaky breath as she narrowed her eyes, looking at the man in a look of pure loathing.

"You "survivors" DID something to stay alive. You murdered people. And don't give me that absolute bullshit that you're innocent. Even that chuckle fuck Lindberg murdered someone in cold motherfucking blood. What's worse is that you still stick around acting like a lost puppy, thinking that marrying your own brother's killer will make you happy. Whatever the fucking case is, you're no better than me."

She took another breath.

''"You don't know what it's like. In the basement. Every time- EVERY FUCKING TIME- THEY WOULD TAKE MY BABIES AWAY FROM ME SO THAT THEY CAN STARE AT THEM LIKE SHIT IN A PETRI DISH. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE USED AS A BREEDING SOW FOR NEW "EXPERIMENTS"- THEY WERE MY BABIES- CHILDREN- AND I HAD TO HEAR THEM FUCKING BURN TO DEATH IN AN INCINERATOR- UNABLE TO DO ANYTHING BUT LISTEN. Why- Why do the murderers get to have peaceful lives?! Not just you- Those bitches Danastasia and Areum deserve to- to be killed. To suffer the way I did- Just like Ophelia. They don't deserve to have peaceful lives after what they've done-"

At this point, Leon was silently crying, taking one step forward while reaching out to Elizabeth with cautious hands.

"Lizza- Please- We're not here to hurt you- We're here to help you. Everything will be alright, we can fix thi-"

"BULLSHIT!"

Time stood still for that one moment as Elizabeth drew back her arm. As she jutted forward, Leon whispered in one pained whimper, his hands tracing his stomach as he desperately tried to claw whatever it was out of his flesh.

''The knife was wedged just below his ribcage. The handle jutting out of his body like some sort of macabre dart board.''

With one last weak claw to the stomach, he toppled over, leaving on his own attacker for support as he cupped her face, whispering quietly as he sobbed, only for the life to drain out of his eyes as he fell to the floor with a thud.

"I... I want to help you."