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tvk2011-12-04 05:25 pm
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[The screen would flicker on with the sound of a few things hitting the wall. It would seem that something had knocked the device to the floor with some force and accidentally powered it on. Though whoever might be listening is getting a view of the ceiling, a particularly irritated voice can be heard ranting about her current circumstances.]
...unforgivable. Absolutely unforgivable. When I find out who is responsible for this, I'll tear their heart out and feed it to them.
[Another broken cup, perhaps? Either way, it's in pieces, now. Seems like it's taken some of the wind out of her sails, though.]
No furniture. No Ronove. No magic. What kind of hellhole is this? M...maybe this is hell. ...No...but this definitely isn't Rokkenjima.
[And then the device on the floor caught her eye. To the viewer, the angry voice would give way to a stately looking blonde with an inquisitive stare.]
A tape-recorder...?
...unforgivable. Absolutely unforgivable. When I find out who is responsible for this, I'll tear their heart out and feed it to them.
[Another broken cup, perhaps? Either way, it's in pieces, now. Seems like it's taken some of the wind out of her sails, though.]
No furniture. No Ronove. No magic. What kind of hellhole is this? M...maybe this is hell. ...No...but this definitely isn't Rokkenjima.
[And then the device on the floor caught her eye. To the viewer, the angry voice would give way to a stately looking blonde with an inquisitive stare.]
A tape-recorder...?

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[ Because the gaudy wallpaper and crimson curtains behind him totally prove nothing. ]
As for why, it wouldn't be any fun if I simply told you, would it? Figure it out for yourself.
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Someone as childish as you are couldn't possibly be a king.
You can't tell what you don't know, right~?
You're just someone uprooted as I was.
It seems you'll be of little use to me, then. Pity.~
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I AM a king. But not just any king. I am the legendary King of Heroes, the very same king who defeat the Bull of Heaven with his loyal brother Enkidu. I am Gilgamesh of Uruk.
Offer your praises now, and perhaps I'll consider delaying your execution until a later date.
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A king?! A king, he says?!
You're a child! You're no legend.~
I'd be surprised if you slayed the monsters under your bed!
It's you who should praise me, you insolent pup.
Beg me nicely not to gouge out your pretty eyes and I might have mercy.~ ♥
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Me, not a legend? Ha! Just who the hell do you think you are to go around saying such blasphemes? You're nothing more than an uncultured wretch who obviously doesn't know her place. Don't you have some dishes you should be cleaning right now?
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And if you must know, I'm hardly an uncultured wretch. I am The Golden Witch.
Of course, I could go on with titles all day but I think it would simply go over your head.
You who mistakes someone like me for the lowly furniture that does housework.
How very silly of you.~
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You? The Golden Witch? What kind of lame excuse for a joke is that?
I'm the Golden King, like hell I'd ever let some half-breed joke of a witch take that title from me. I doubt you even have a tenth of the gold I possesses.
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You really are a child. I don't expect you to understand.
Ten tons of gold is a paltry amount to someone like me and I can give it out easily.
Of course, I never really cared for monetary wealth. Material possessions are for greedy little brats like you.
Let me put it so you might grasp it. I am an Endless Witch. I can never die.
All I desire is amusement in whatever form suits me.
I don't care for your gold unless you can juggle it, understand?
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[ You know what, fuck everything else she said. ]
You're a lying whore. It's impossible for anyone to obtain immortality. I would know.
[ Why, yes. His blood IS boiling. Thank you for noticing. ]
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Nothing is impossible to a witch of my caliber.
I, myself have been around for a thousand years.
You're telling me you're this golden king who fought a divine animal but you could not overcome a tiny thing like death~?
Pa-the-tic.~ ♥
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No, you're complete and utter liar and I'll prove it. I'll rip your heart clean from your chest and devour it with the finest wine. Then you'll understand that there is no such thing as immortality, you wench.
[ Suddenly being revived after death, on the other hand... ]
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Oh, brat prince, if I had but the ability to repeat it in red for you, you'd know for certain that I was being nothing but pure and honest.~
But since I don't, I guess you'll just have to rely on my word, won't you~?
I have indeed been alive for a thousand years and your petty little violence won't make that less of a fact.
Of course, you already know that, don't you~?
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I'd rather let you suffer, wondering if there's actually something in this world that you simply cannot obtain.
Perhaps it slipped from your grasp because you weren't worthy.~
You still aren't.
Though it's delicious to watch you agonize over it.~ ♥
[SUDDENLY ALL THE ACTIONING.]
Little does she know that half an hour or so later (traveling on foot is hell, even when you're fueled by RAAAAAGE) a certain king will be kicking down her door, and grabbing her by her throat. Oh, that glare. It could probably make the bravest of men cower in fear. But I wonder what kind of fear it would have on a supposed witch who can never die~? ...Of course, getting a really good look at her probably isn't the best idea, because he's suddenly speechless! But still fuming. ]
[Brace for im-...oh damn.]
J...Just couldn't stay away, could you~? If you wanted to touch me, you could have just asked nicely, brat prince.~
[rah-rah, rahction ah. wait that doesn't even... ]
Don't make such lewd jokes in my presence, vile witch. I have half the mind to prove that you are not at all that 'endless witch' whom you claim to be.
[ ...And now it's pretty hard to tell if he's still pissed off at her, or the island, or whatever the hell. But he WILL be tossing her away because he has to do something okay. ]
Although that would be hardly fair, considering this place sees fit to take away everything that makes anyone unique. That doesn't mean I'm ever going to buy your claim, though.
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Don't make idle threats, pup. If you wish to kill me then do so. Save me from having to endure your whiny little case of denial. Frankly, it's disgusting.
If I weren't so nullified here, I'd turn you inside out and see if your organs were as ugly as your disposition. But since I can't, I suppose you'll simply have to do what you came to do or charge back out of my room. I doubt either will leave you any more fulfilled than when you came in.
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If that were the case, do you think I would ever allow you such a pleasure? With a single snap of my fingers, you would become nothing more than a mere pin-cushion for my entire treasury. Really, you should think before you speak. I don't care if you're some stupid witch who's lived forever, I'm the first hero of history and will always be superior to some mere woman.
[ And now he'll make his way over to her cabinets. He'll be going for the most expensive looking bottle of wine that just so happens to be there, although it's still pretty cheap and shitty if you ask him. Doesn't matter, he does what he wants. Which means he's totally just drinking it straight from the bottle because he can. You mad, Beato? ]
Besides, if I killed you now? I wouldn't have any entertainment for an entire week. How dreadfully boring that would be.
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At least use a cup, you swine.
Don't make me laugh with your superior attitude. Your boasting betrays your insecurities pretty well. What is with men always trying to thrust their sword inside any place it will fit? Hmph.
At my full strength, your treasures would be trinkets to me. They would be swatted away like so many flies. Ah, but it's unladylike to brag, isn't it~?
I'm not here for your entertainment, brat prince. But you are certainly amusing to me.~
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Why bother? That only ruins the taste. Wine is best when drunk straight from the bottle. You would know these things if you weren't incompetent.
I highly doubt that. Noble phantasms can't be stopped so easily by some small time witch. Not even that half-breed Medea was able to stop my rain of treasury for very long. I can still hear her pathetic screams if I really think about them~ Do you really think you could fair better than an actual heroic spirit?
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Actually, to savor wine, one is supposed to let it breathe. Oh, but I keep forgetting what a classless little whelp you are. You've never savored anything in your miserable life, have you?
Your mistake is in thinking I'm on par with the piss-poor excuses for magic users you may have come across in your past. A witch of Infinity is more than your common parlor magician. I can not only kill you, but my abilities make it so I may revive you to kill you once more.
I'd love to cut you into pieces and repeat it until I run out of methods to make you suffer. You're too proud, but I could mold you into lovely furniture if given the opportunity, I bet.~
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[ pots and kettles...
Oh, but that would only make his smile even more twisted. ]
My, my. The little witch things she could actually skin me like some sheep. But you have no way to use your pathetic magic in this world, right? I may lack access to my treasury, but that means little when when I still have my raw strength. If I wanted to, I could easily tear you apart with my bare hands. I'm sure the lion cubs would love to experience the taste of some lowly witch. You've got plenty of meat on you, after all.
[ Nope, he's not getting into Battler territory. I promise. ]
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