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The entity just chuckled again at the other’s confidence. A loud crunch echoed the chambers as It had been in the middle of its feast. Just slowly emerging from the darkness with blood dripping the clown’s face.
“There isn’t enough room for you here. You are merely a man, I —+
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〝 Oh Derry is a 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 change of pace 〞
slanted over , arms crossed . been a while since he felt 𝙞𝙩
〝 althought it's not fun if everyone expects a clown in their dreams . 〞
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The entity slowly tilted its head, its painted smile stretched unnaturally wide. A faint, high-pitched giggle escaped as the clown’s eyes settle on Freddy still.
“Oh-ho-ho. . . You have quite the mouth on you. A long ways from Elm Street aren’t you.”
Victor lets out a low chuckle, his sharp canines flashing with a predatory gleam. He slowly rose to his full height, rolling his shoulders asthough the mere mention of a little violence has already begun to loosen the joints.
“Forty percent, huh?” —+
“A proposition for me? N’ what would that be? You’re in dangerous territory, kitty.”
He was… intrigued. His clawed hand gently turning his large frame to look at her. His nose picking up her scent more than ever as she smelled of expensive perfume and leather.
The large male just growled again before running a hand over his face. He slept like shit. Rather bold of her to stand so close.
“Why are ya’ bothering me? What do ya’ want, cat.”
The only reason he hasn’t spilled her blood is because she’s hot. Count her lucky.
“Am I? Good thing I don’t give a fuck, kitty cat.”
The grump growled out as he waved her away with a clawed hand.
