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Starting to run was a /very/ good idea, as evidenced by a spike of solid blood flying past her head wAIT WHAT-
“THAT’S FUCKING IT! YOU’RE SO DEAD!”
Carmine was alive, and in good enough shape to stand atop the car. And also apparently had blood magic powers or something!? https://t.co/HNeNAiFO4F
What the hell was that vroom-
Carmine turned to the headlights of a car speeding at him.
“...oh, come the /fuck/ ON-“
THUNK! Carmine got rammed by the speeding car, kind of ragdolling for a moment as he tumbled over the vehicle, even getting his leg stuck in the windshield. https://t.co/ibdSpPIV8o
“Aww, what’s wrong!? Can’t take a little BEATING!?”
Carmine grinned evilly, taking in her face and tears. “Yeah, I love it when a face like yours gets twisted like that! Come on, show me more!”
The punk was gonna knee her face if she didn’t get away. He liked her despair... https://t.co/H3P7inXXdP
“...why does that name sound familiar?”
“...just hearing it pisses me off. Makes me wanna shred anything related to it!” https://t.co/k2o3qnVmtk
“Yeah.”
With a gesture, blood flooded you from the ground below the assailant, attempting to surround, solidify around, and compress the assailant.
“After all, I just wanted to do that. Later.”
Regardless of success or failure, Carmine was okay with just walking away. https://t.co/2vfzF9NIHa
>in the time it takes to blink with my Blood Spike!”
...a very dangerous power, indeed.
“Do spikes that come from anywhere I please sound familiar to you, Kanto Shinibiri?”
...in the hands of a moron.
>And now was the moment to drop a few bombs.
“A long time ago in a post-apoclyss far, far away-”
Did he really struggle with words that much?
“-sixteen high schoolers and a principal locked themselves in an elitist high school, so I’m told. Paranoid shut-ins, ain’tcha?”
>are right here, right now, and that’s more than enough for me~”
The punk began to crack his neck and walk closer, malice in his eyes... and blood on his hands, no, blood up to his elbows.
“I just learned a lotta stuff about you lately that I gotta work off!”
“...eh?”
Carmine hadn’t actually /known/ she was around, but getting a look at her and processing what she said, a mean grin came onto his face.
“Well, speak of the... purple fish I still can’t find one of those to mock you by and she’ll appear! Man, if this is when ya showed-> https://t.co/cUcJkkLSM5
“HEY WORLD! Know who belongs in the garbage even more than me!? KOYOKO KILLYBILLY! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!”
That was the closest he got to saying @KyokoDetects’s name right in a while...
Except this time, she’s actually in earshot to hear it. Not like the past 3 or 4 roasts.