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(2) Waiting

He sat there waiting he didnt know for what he didnt know who but he knew he was waiting for someone to come... Come out of that facility he knew he could easily break in and take anyone he desired from there... but he knew thats not what she would want... whoever she was she might have been a kind soul to make him not want to do that.. but he also had to keep up his tough and cold demenor around his lackeis...

- Uh sir are you ok? - Cheesy had snuck up on him without him even realizing it... he had been staring at the facility for quite some time still waiting...

- Oh my! Cheesy dont sneak up on me like that... but yes i am fine. Why do you ask? Are you showing concern? You know concren is weakness right? Your not weak right? I picked my best semi purified soul... but i guess i might have been wro-

- No please sir! Im plenty pure please not that again... 

- Fine Cheesy but dont slip up again. Now run along to the others. They surely are waiting for you.

- Thank you Whi- Sir...

- I heard the ballerina is performing a new show soon. Go see it with the others and the new one.

- Yes. Of course. It would be our pleasure her shows are always a delight.

- I heard as well she might have a new performer as well.

- Amazing! I hope to see it.

Cheesy went somewhere while he continued to stare at the building... something kept him there and no it wasnt that his other half is there... but something else... he'll have to send LightFlower to check it out soon...

He walked away seeing the blind tullip still roaming around the forest. Still wondering where his hotel is... still suffering...

- Good day Tulip. 

- Good day White Lily. Do you know where my hotel is?

- Sadly no. But keep searching you'll find it someday.

- I wish. I dont know why i goudged out my own eyes but now i dont even know where i am...

- Your close to the refudgy camp. Go the other way far away they have a knack for taking the semi-pure. 

- But we're pu-

- Yes but those sinful creatures do not know that.

- Ah yes. Goodbye.

- Bye.

  He walked off again next to the cave. He didnt remeber why he always came but something always tempted him to go inside he always pushed away the urge. He may have lost most of his memories but he knows that place is no good. He walks past some of the semi-pure ones their playing cards. He never understood the appeal but its funny to see them get mad over such pety things like games. He was going to visit the ballerina soon she was very silent last meeting she didnt even dance... Weird she must be having "emotions" again... acting as if they were all monsters! HA! Like she thought she wasnt herself! That she was "Taco" what a stupid name...

He walked over to her stage where she was preforming her newest dance! How nice luckily her newest dancer! Wait now? Maybe it was rehersal... wait no. It was her newest show. He just forgot. He had been so caught up in his... well waiting... that he hadnt realized the time... why else would she have all her audince of dead performers up... the rest had rotted and had been fed to the "Dog" well her newest dancer was not dead yet how wonderful! Microphone was it? She was way more resiliant than the others... ah that clover girl and that young cherry... they werent the best yet they did the job... Mic was also talking to Balley...

How odd she didnt seem like she was mad at the Mic girl... she seemed to enjoy her company... he would have been happy if Mic was at least semi pure... but no... her heart was sinful... he'd have to tell Balley after the show...

He noticed how most of the "chairs" were empty only few garnering dead corpses... He felt bad for Balley she put her heart and soul into her performances... yet no one ever stayed alive long enough to see them... next time he comes he's going to bring his semi-pures. As the show ended he was the only one that silently clapped his well he didnt have hands anymore... hand and vines in the shape of a hand... 

- That was a pleasant expirince Balley.

- Awh! Why thank you! And why dont you give pleasentries to uh... what was your name again?

- Mic - the music adoring girl replied

- uh Mic! Yeah!

- Because thats a sinful being...make her pure and maybe ill reconcider...

- But if i do who will i dance with?

- Semipure.

- Your brilliant! Sorry Mic this may hurt... - The Mic girl screamed in pain as one of the vines that were on the stage ripped out her hand than her leg slowly they krept inside her body slowly florusihing... she was in agony pure agony... she gripped her torso... as they started eating hef alive... she was in so much pain... the flowers were making her insides look as if they were a beautiful flesh bouquet... slowly eating away at her bones were shattering as to be more easily digest by the flowers... but the white lily didnt seemed satisfied... with the process

- Hm... lets take it up a notch... her jaw remove it... 

As the flowers we finished wth her torso and limbs they fould they couldnt rip out the jaw from inside so they burst out of her throat and trying to rip out her lower half of the face their attempts were futile as which each pull the vines were to break leaving her jaw like that for a minute... the vines made their way to her throat wrapping around her vocal cords and slowly ripping them... she cried out in pain but her vouce was non exsistent... after sometime the jaw finally got ripped out... her tears were the only thing signifying her pain...  She was still alive... as what usually would have killed anyone didnt kill her... as she slowly started to feel numb... she stopped feeling all together... 

- you made sure to remove her pain receptors right?

- Well diactivate them... sorry Whitey but i dont know how to do that still...

- its fine... so has she learned what happens when she messes around?

- but she didnt do anything wrong! She could havebeen my performer i liked her talking to me... it gets so lonely...

- have you forgotten? Impures shouldnt be talking they shouldnt even exsist... it is our duty to make them pure again!

- But-

- No buts that is final.

As he left her... he saw she hugged the newly semipure Mic... as Microphone still cried not due to pain but due to the memory... 

He went ahead and got backto near the facility... as he was going to continue to wait.


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