Vladimir Damien Lucid
"Vlad. Vlad. Vlady, Vlad~" Whispered his voice. it was as sleek as silk, undented and unpeeling. Vladimir smiled as he was finishing up. It was 'that' night, the night when he and his accomplices would run. They were each taking turns mutilating their master, the shopkeeper. Vladimir went first, he started by raping the poor man helplessly and then clawing his arms.
Vladimir was a proud sadist, nothing made him happier than the twisted look of pain on another's face. "Damien. Damien. Dami, Damien~" He whispered, repeating his name over and over making sure the man never forgot who aided in his death. "So," Vlad said turning toward the other who were like him. "who wants to go next?" he whispered, ripping a large amount of flesh off the poor mans torso.
"Vlad. Vlad. Vlady, Vlad~" Whispered his voice. it was as sleek as silk, undented and unpeeling. Vladimir smiled as he was finishing up. It was 'that' night, the night when he and his accomplices would run. They were each taking turns mutilating their master, the shopkeeper. Vladimir went first, he started by raping the poor man helplessly and then clawing his arms.
Vladimir was a proud sadist, nothing made him happier than the twisted look of pain on another's face. "Damien. Damien. Dami, Damien~" He whispered, repeating his name over and over making sure the man never forgot who aided in his death. "So," Vlad said turning toward the other who were like him. "who wants to go next?" he whispered, ripping a large amount of flesh off the poor mans torso.