[( Considering your previus post, when did your own face rip? It was me getting blown away, anyhow I'm adding another derangement (fuck the spelling) to my Malk: 2 = William (normal), and Bloodywolf himself (portrayed here) I'm also not so fammilier with this so it might sound abit lame, hench english isn't my primary language and I don't posses the skill to add elegent words into the texst)]
Wolf's cnines start to enlongen as his flesh slowly start to reattatch itsself with soft noises
As did I Tremere warlock! hahahahaaa
Wolf spreaks his arms and stats laughing like a madman and suddenly all the terrified strippers stop moving like they're in a trance
I heard a lots about you, these little voices in my head. Wishpering wherever I go... sometimes, I can even hear the heartbeats of my victomes, twice: onces from its chest, and once from its mind. Clap... Clap.... clap... But then, the pace increases with whatever activity, even the strong onces somestimes kep it cool, but thier mind betras them, the beats of thier mind are like the boogie, the rave of the impending doom. The bullet that is once inche from there heads and thier life flash by.
Wolf makes another guestur, tilts his head as all the strippers all uncautius with a soft scream and then looks back, his eyes taken a red-yellow glow
Kine have such sweet mind when they see things they don't understand.
Wolf grins wicked as he places the spoon in his pocked and fades into thin air
[(Btw, what about rain, is he gonne stand there idely while he has no connection to the internet?)]