Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140725195827/@comment-24123288-20140725204640

"Oh for..." Julie sighed. "Fine. Whatever. Fuck it!" Julie snapped. She sighed, raising her sword and hovered it over Telemachus' behind. "This. Is for me." She growled, driving it down into his buttock. She tugged the blade out, not caring if he couldn't feel the pain. "This..." Julie paused, tears welling up in her eyes. "This is..." She shoved the blade through his robe and up into his rectum, before sawing the sword out. "That was for Set! Like we always promised."

Julie seethed, flicking her sword clean as she strode around to Telemachus' front, her anger bubbling up and spilling over. She raised it over his head, but paused, turning the sword around until she held the blade in her hand. A red aura seemed to form around her, and one of her iris' turned a shade of green uncannily like...

His...

"This if for everyones lives you have ruined!" Julie screeched, swinging the hilt of her sword into Telemachus' skull. "This is for me. This is for Marcia. This is for Maria. This is for Jesamine. This is for Jaryl. This is for that Argonian. This is for Isis and Cyrus. This is for the fucking world!" She ranted, bloodily and brutally beating the old mans head in with her sword handle, her swings growing all the more powerful the angrier she got. She relentlessly swung, panting heavily as she held her sword over her head, the blade pointing at Telemachus now as she got her hands covered in his blood.

"This is for Set. For the love and the life that you took away from me!" Julie screamed as she swung, angry tears pouring from her eye, a wicked satisfied glint in Sets. The blade sung as it impaled Telemachus to the floor, going right through his brain...

What was left of it...