Yep-

Massacre: go ahead kid

Massacre: *it's just smooth- and- mask like. Though he flinches a bit*

Massacre: *smiles under the mask*

Massacre: *hugs you too*

Massacre: you- why- are you so nice to me. To…everyone?

Massacre: that's- Dion: why are you sorry for being nice? That's a good thing Massacre: *feels bad, thinks; this is what I get for being emotional…* Dion: *hugs u* Massacre: *punches himself very hard in his face- breaking his mask a bit* Dion: O-O i-

Massacre: *punches himself again, and again, and again, breaking his mask until it all crumbles to the floor, he continues tho*

Dion: *doesn't know what to do* Massacre: *keep punching himself till he looses his balance and falls*

Massacre: *outta breath* that.,…will……never……happen….a…again…

Massacre: *smiles* it's not your fault kid…this is the only way…..for me no longer….to be emotional…..emotions in myself….is….a weakness…I’m sorry you have to see….my emotional state….I’m a bad influence…

Massacre: it's okay kid… *he stands up, he looks at you, and you see his face, bruised, cut, deformed, burned, all of which, he's done to himself, you see a weak smile on his bloody face* it's okay.

Dion: oh…my…goodness… Massacre: *he looks ashamed of himself and leaves* Dion: *jaw droped*

Massacre: *he punches the wall, and sees his flame thrower and takes it- then- burns his face and arms and yells in pain, just telling himself he deserves this* Dion: NO *TAKES YOU AND RUNS*

Dion: HE'S NOT A VERY GOOD ONE *GROWLS AT HIM*

Dion: *TAKES YOU BACK* OH I DON'T THINK SO.

Dion: we can go…BUT WE ARE NOT SPLITTING UP AND YOU ARE NOT TO GET NEAR THAT CATERPILLAR

Dion: *holds you* where is it..

Dion: *walks to it with you*

Dion: *sighs*

Dion: not….too shabby

Dion: yea….well I can…*holds you close*

Dion: … *proceeds with caution*

Dion: …..just….fun for the little guy…

Dion: ….*uneasy, the book in his jacket is glowing green, it burns his side a bit*

Dion: …? *sees it* oh- uhm- pay no mind to it.

Dion: no- don't…I will get you something better. *the book burns his side more* ah-…

Dion: I’ll get you another shiny thing

Dion: mhm.

Dion: I will, but not this.

Dion: *looks at you* because….it’s mine.

Dion: *he grabs your arm before you do so* no.

Dion: *lets go* I’m sorry…

Dion: go have fun…I’ll be staying close behind.

Dion: *puts you down*

Dion: *sits on the rim of it*

Dion: *takes it from you a with his mind*

Dion: …

Dion: don't eat those, I’ll get you pizza later.

Dion: it's plastic, not food

Dion: why? Why what

Dion: cause “Y”'s a crooked letter-

Dion: *thinks* i- actually don't know

Dion: *nods* b.m? Shh. Just for a little

Dion: thank you b.m.

Dion: o^o

Dion: b.m?!

Dion: *the book glows brighter, burning his side so bad he falls sideways and the ball pit clears, the balls go everywhere*

Dion: *knocked out* ???: *the book lets this being out*

???: *gets you out* (Gn)

???: *doesn't care*

???: *it goes back into the book, and Dion gets up*

Dion: *gets up* a….are you okay?

Dion: wh-what's wrong

Dion: *gets up and jumps in the pit- cause no more balls*

Dion could destroy him- but massacre doesn't take being defeated by anyone lightly. He won't die, unless he knows the enemy is dead before him.

Massacre: Dion has a husband Dion: I do?

Dion: *blinks* ok- Massacre: uhhh

Dion: I’m okay with this Massacre: *trying not to laugh *

Dion: *just stands there*

Dion: o////o

Massacre: hell no

Dion: *shreds the rope in a flick of his finger and makes you live all at once* no. Massacre: that's all it takes? Damn.

Dion: *grabs you by your collar and yanks you closer to his face* don't you ever try that bullshit ever again… Massacre: o-o

Dion: *growls as he says-* do i make myself clear…

Dion: *eye twitch and grabs you once more not allowing you to go anywhere* i said…..*his eye turns green* DO I MAKE MYSELF F*CKING CLEAR

Dion: ANSWER ME Massacre: …

Massacre: *grows more angry* *he snatches you from him* DION CUT IT OUT! Dion: *angry- but only this angry cause of the built up inside him let out because of the book* *heavy breathing, but blinks and calms down, seeing what he'd done to you* oh….my….

Dion: I am….so sorry…i believe I should go. Please forgive me, i need to be excused…*he walks off quickly* Massacre: *looks at you* are you alright..?

Massacre: regular Dion is scary, but…yea….just, be very grateful that he didn't….do…anything more than just yell….

(YAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH) Massacre: I’m sorry you saw that,

Massacre: ..,

Massacre: *hugs you back*

Massacre: *smile for a second then stops* if you'll excuse me…*he leaves to his place, and deeply exhales*

Massacre: stop… *punches his face very hard* stop… *punches again* STOP! *punches his face so hard it breaks his mask completely, he looks up and sees his flame thrower, picks it up and burns his face, his arms and his torso and neck*

Lol

Hahah no, hbu

Lol That' s good :3

Tho if you are tired, take a break for a bit- recharge.

No not your device, I mean you, take a break.

Not like that. I mean a break from drawing for a couple of mins, or take a nap.

Okay- then keep chatting

To- *le sigh* nvm

-_-

Oooh!

OOOH YAY CAN I DIE TOOOO

HIIIIIIIIIIIIII

YES!

NO THX THI

THO*

LOL