@RegAndy76 (The writer thanks you very much. I am having some fun writing after a bit of absence. It's nice to see friends. I hope you have been doing most well.)
Demona was about to snap at this human speaking to her in such threats, when all the sudden she felt a pain in her wings.
The pain overcame over and she screamed as she felt her wings shrinking into her. Her blue skin turned into a pale tint and her texture from tough to soft-
@demonafromcity “...and I’ll clip your wings...for good...”
He flicked his cigarette away and walked off into the night with a wave.
“Get them to the docks Demona...”
Demona got in the car with @Jamievoorhees6 and @ArtTheCl0wn.
She found it humorous that @ArtTheCl0wn did not recognize her because she was in her human form. Demona smiled over at Jamie as they left, wondering where they would go.
Out of nowhere, a ghostly presence fell upon-
My mission must be complete. I must please my goddess. No way any of us will survive this...How could we?
Im fading into darkness...feeling a sense of happiness?..have i done it? Have I defiled the defiler?
I hear silence all around and in the distance? I can hear water....TBC
-, gathering her bearings.
She decided she would search around where she was and look for them. She heard other voices as if there were other beings on the ship where she was.
*Demona got up from where she was laying*
As Demona walked over to the bathroom to put water on-
As I slowly came to myself, I heard water. I got up and turned around. A huge ship. What does all this mean? I pack my stuff together, I was so confused that I didn't even think about @ArtTheCl0wn and @demonafromcity! I went to the ship and stood in front of it!
Are.
You.
Goddamned.
Serious??!
A clown can’t just be innocently driving around plotting the deaths of the two women in the truck with him without getting violently stabbed by a slutty undead nurse with a butterface???
Art thought this was America!!
After @thew1shmaster seemingly disappeared, I instantly felt off. The smoke from Silent Hill had dissipated and I could feel light on my skin. Is this the sun? Where am I? I can tell that im moving at a quick pace....is this a truck? And then I hear it...
Art doesn’t know who you are lady.
Or who that is.
Or who Jamie is.
Or who he himself is.......
Okay so fuck it.
Climb on it.
And we’ll go off to see the Wisher?
He gives her a very suspect look as they drive away.
The clown @ArtTheCl0wn and I, have taken a short break. I had to wash myself urgently. All the blood had to come down. I was hungry, too. As we sat around, the thought came to me again to cut off someone's head.
-*Demona's demon senses whispered in her ear, the name moniker of the man who granted her wish and sent her on this command*
“I believe I am supposed to fetch for you two…by order of @thew1shmaster...?"
To Be Continued
-The stranger screamed, “I’m getting out of here!”
The clown and the girl figure tried to walk up faster, seeing fresh prey in the out.
The truck driver fumbled and jumped into his truck, driving off.
Demona held her hand up, in a form of a peaceful, greeting to them.-