[imhaa saying this to your muse; roleplay starter]

"I know how it's all gonna end! It's just a rerun! A rerun of my favorite episode... It's a game of cat and mouse. You're the mouse~ And you're gonna run and scream; they /always/ screammm.. There's always parts being cut off, entrails being yanked from stomachs, bones being shattered to dust.. Now, you try to hide, but I'm gonna getcha! Yes! I'm gonna getcha good! Why, just last night, I played the game with a little Nephilim. She thought I was soooo sweet. She tried to touch my hair... mmmmm but I may have bitten her hand off~ And she ran, and she screaaaamedd.. She ran into an abandoned mall and I crept through the shadows, my steps reverberating, giggling to myself knowing that fear was filling the child. And her cries gave away her position! So, I LUNGED around the corner. I told her, "You have nothing to worry about. I know I hurtcha, but I didn't mean to!" I came closer to her.. "I meant... to /kill/ you!~" And wouldn't you know it, she screamed again! Aahhhh!~ I grabbed her by the leg, swung her over my head, and slammed her down onto the floor again, and again, and again, smashing her face into oblivion!! And she bled and she cried and eventually she died. I wonder.. how /you're/ going to do! Because I am the aboration!! The absence.. of ALL LIGHT! THE WALKING AND BENDING OF YOUR REALITY TO MAKE YOU QUESTION EVERYTHING YOU EVER THOUGHT WAS REAL! Better start running! That's all folks~"