Iconic™

Rysa, Loys decided, holding his newest acquisition aloft.  She painted her silhouette against his face in shadow like a caress as he ran a finger along her cool iron spine.  “Beautiful,” he whispered, eyes shining with pride.  In all his days, he’d not once seen two keys that were identical.  He heard it said that every person was different, magical, but whomever thought so had never taken a good long gander at keys.

He gave her a bloodied smile and swallowed, tossing the body into the gardens. With the back of his hand, he wiped his mouth and then continued on as though nothing had happened.

He would put an end to that arrangement, he vowed, as he crushed the butterfly that had landed on his shoulders between his fingers. He looked down, disgusted, at the black spatterings the killing had left in his palm and he dropped the lifeless creature on the ground, wiping it’s innards on his pants.

Charlie Statler 

Max: Better than Lex Porter? And who would that be, might I ask? Have the gods fallen from the heavens and now walk among us? Because unless that has happened, she can’t do better.

Max: It is, actually. Trying out the vintage look. My mom didn’t have to fuck anyone to get it, so in a way, it’s better than your’s.

So I decided to make a site where I post all of the best quotes from our RPS. (This is what happens when you go back and read old things). Feel free to submit things that made you laugh or cry (or cry laughing) :)