#5harkboy

Hello. Introduce yourself quickly so we can get on to the interesting bit.

I kept gushing to my moirail about finrose all year and so when they went on a trip a little while ago they got me this.

Oh, hello! You must be another of the velvet gentlemen!

[/You walk into the room and Fin's all nice and strung up for you like a Christmas tree. The barbed wire stabs into his wrists and keeps him bleeding while you stand there and look at your work. Fin's messed up. Limping on the last legs of his life.You're supposed to be family. You're supposed to take care of each other.But the minute the green Lord up top tells you an order, all that loyalty, all that comradiere and brotherhood and family and the rest of the nonsense gets flushed away.You've got orders after all. You'd hate to disappoint.] 'M real sore 'bout this Georgy. 'M real sorry.[/Stepping up you take a pair of pliers and bring them to Fin's mouth. You tear out each sharp tooth he has and you're laughing along with his screams. The blood loss doesn't kill him but it's got him right there and if it weren't for his shaking and stubborn pride he'd beg for release. You've your hands all over his face, smearing the blood on your gloves to distribute it across his green face.] C'mon babe let's see yer smile.[/Fin's mouth can barely make the muscles move into the right curve it hurts so much. You're beaming though, right at him, having painted the blood on his cheeks and lips to resemble a grin.You don't look away when you stab him for the final blow. And you're still smiling even after Fin's eyes lose the last of the light inside of them. Out of the million thoughts you could be having right now, out of how much regret you should feel over having gutted a true friend. All you can think about now is that the colors remind you of Christmas.]

>Is gone.

#OH NO #H3 ITH CUT3