The Blackness in Boss-chan's Soul

Can you hear it?

Can you?

Such a delightful noise, the screams.

Delicious.

They beg.

Oh, how they beg.

Beg and scream.

But no one can hear them.

Because they're all in here.

Trapped in that hell.

And I'll never let them go.

Why would I?

Such delightful screams they have.

Screams that only I can hear.

My darlings.

My screams.

All mine.



(... THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I LET INNER SADIST WRITE.)

*Girly/Lucas-ish scream*
*Hides in closet*

>_>

Yeah...

*Clears throat* Sorry.
I get in these sort of moods sometimes as well. .u.
And then there's my little masochistic mood. (AKA the one who actually likes Demonic Dante. .3.)

o3o Ahh.

Whenever I get into a sadistic mood, that's when the good writing starts to appear.

Oddly enough, that's also when I decide to listen to Akiko Shikata.

o3o Huh. Interesting. I don't get into a sadistic sort of mood that often. Happens very rarely.

Same here, unless I listen to the right song or see the right thing to get me thinking like that.

Same. (iNSaNiTY being one of those songs.)