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Mah yes tic
Omg the profile pics. Your's is so derpy Kelvin, while mine is majestic!
Still refining Jessie's CS since I'm so unsatisfied with it. I ended up closing the draft two times in the time I was editing it. I was so angry. SO MUCH HATE! I wanted to cry lol.
Thanks for the welcome. My friend, RyuShura, introduced me to this site and I'm looking forward to roleplaying me in alternative realities awww yis
Jessie's head snapped to the man in response to his question. His stare was intense and full of anger at the thought of revenge. He quickly looked down his face full of disappointment and stress once again. Thoughts rushed his mind once again. Happiness, sadness, pain, suffering, anger, and hate passed through his psyche over and over. He couldn't catch up to his thoughts and his emotions. Without thinking he replied,
"I've already had my revenge."
Silence befell the two.
"I..I just want to be with...."
His sentence stopped abruptly. Jessie stopped talking completely lost within his own thoughts once more. Jessie felt dizzy, dazed from the sudden influx of information rushing through is brain. Processing and re-processing memories, thought, and emotions. His vision blurred, weakness overcame his body.
"I..I should rest."
Jessie muttered as he settled himself in his bed.
"Oh that makes sense with all the demons and monsters I've met."

Jessie's face suddenly went from stressed to concerned.

"If this is the afterlife, then all the religions we're wrong huh."

Jessie thought about how the woman that helped him all this time, until her eventual betrayal.

"She was a demon. She told me. She looked like a normal businesswoman when I first met her, but when I fought her..She was something of myth and legend. When she revealed her true form, scales and cracks of what seemed like lava rippled throughout her body."

Jessie remembers how dumbstruck he was when he first saw that his mentor really was.
I would like it too. Can I be the funny, yet serious thug dude that makes funny faces when he says "YOU WANNA DIE TODAY PUNK?!"
Jessie looked at the man quizzically. He didn't reorganize the gun, but then it hit him. It was the gun that the woman tossed him. He vanquished her with that very gun! Jessie was surprised. He decided to tell the man what happened, but the emotion of worry showed on Jessie's face.

"That was the gun I used to kill the monster. She tossed it on the floor in front of me."

Jessie hesitated a for a moment before uttering the words, "I..I used the gun to kill her."
The memories of betrayal and sadness overcame Jessie. His eyes darkened in sorrow. The sudden thought of the painful memory of ...... and how the people he trusted were never meant to be trusted, shook and pricked the daggers already left within his heart. He felt the bitter sting of failure encase him in his prison. His own soul.

"You asked me about the afterlife, what of it? There is no heaven, just purgatory and hell. We never were meant to life happily, happy endings never existed.."

Jessie's head hang low. Indicators of sadness shown on his whole face. His frown deepened in disappointment, his eyes dark and somber, his forehead wrinkled with pain.
The pain was too much for Jessie to bear, but naught a single tear would unravel down his cheeks for he had to hide the pain.
Jessie massages his wrists as soon as the shackles fall unto the floor. His wrists were slightly red, irritated from the sudden release of the grasp. He contemplated whether he should yield the information to this unknown man. The chill of the night air brushed enveloped his wrists.

I don't even know his name. He thought to himself.
Cautious, Jessie replies to the man's inquires reluctantly.

"I was in a fight with a monster. I killed her, then I passed out." A moment of silence passes. "What do you want with me? Where am I?"
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