ghflskhu_ph: (Bloody smile)
ghflskhu_ph ([personal profile] ghflskhu_ph) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2016-09-08 01:42 am (UTC)

The Beast with One Eye was not so much of one anymore. Kralie would be pleased- or perhaps displeased- to find Bill currently sporting two in his mirror vessel-- however red they were on their way to becoming. Hmm.. red.. that wasn't normal was it?
Bill held a hand aloft his face and tsked softly when it came back stained with blood.

"Huh. Would ya LOOKIT that. Seems you MIRROR MEATSACKS just aren't UP TO SNUFF with the REAL THING when it comes to BODY POSSESSION. Yet ANOTHER thing you all can feel INSECURE ABOUT!"

He cackled to his seemingly empty surroundings. It was hard to tell if the body duplicates hung around to watch after he nabbed their bodies for his own as some of his past victims had, but Bill still felt a thrill of pleasure at the rage such a statement would incite in them.

This whole week had been nothing but a thrill, truly, and after how raw the last event had rubbed him physically, mentally and... in some disgusting fashion emotionally it felt fantastic to be back on his game. Back to--

Heh. "Normal."

It's tempting to just waltz back into the party with his bleeding sockets, smear his face where it doesn't belong and show the fools what it really means to give in to reckless abandon-- a pity theatrics would have to wait. Far more pressing was it to find the Queen. Rumor was, she was seen down here among the commonfolk. Forget the portal, if there was ever a chance to seize power, with an army of mirrors at his side and a vessel already in tow, this was it.

The demon pauses midway through wiping his face. Something doesn't seem right.

Out of the Mindscape his omniscience might be difficult to access, but it wasn't impossible. One did not forget they knew everything, they merely forgot what they were looking for until they remembered to look for it; like dwelling on a memory not yet lived. Bill nearly recognizes this one, in all its infinite possibilities. Many of which began with something as innocuous as approaching footsteps...

Is that some now he hears?

Bill turns to the darkened hallway as a final trickle of blood leaks into his teeth and grins.

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