Cyanide and Lace (The Great Triangle and Seraph)
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				Title: <strong>Cyanide and Lace (The Great Triangle and Seraph)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 10:05:24</strong>
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				I met her in prison.<br><br>I'm a bad girl.&nbsp; Not much of a girl, really.&nbsp; I'm a freak of nature, created by science.&nbsp; Sure, I look like a normal woman, I bleed like a normal woman, and when people look at me, their lying eyes see a soft and beautiful girl named Lin.&nbsp; I'm about five and a half feet tall, pale, got my weight in the right places, giving me a nice bust, and my hair is red and gorgeous, falling down past my shoulders.&nbsp; People look at my pale, unblemished skin, and they don't even notice the strange tinge.&nbsp; I'd appear to every casual inspection to be something perfectly normal and safe.&nbsp; <br><br>But I'm not.&nbsp; I'm a monster.<br><br>A dirty, horrible dragon of a monster.&nbsp; I killed dozens of newborn children in Peru, and even more in Costa Rica.&nbsp; I made the human body my playground, took advantage of my superior mind.&nbsp; I would kill to have a womb that was a place of death, like those I preyed on.&nbsp; Perhaps that was why I did it.&nbsp; I killed dozens more people in the US, they say I caused billions of dollars in damage.&nbsp; <br><br>I'd like to say it's all his fault.&nbsp; That bastard who sired me, turned me into what I am.&nbsp; But when I look down at my body, this piece of artifice created by his madness, this <em>lie</em>...&nbsp; At first, they kept me tranquilized and tied to the bed.&nbsp; I wouldn't cooperate with the psychiatrists for long enough for them to declare me insane, but I also wouldn't stop trying to kill myself.&nbsp; It was a long time before they trusted me with anything I could tie around my neck, and even longer before they gave me anything the slightest bit sharp.&nbsp; &nbsp;Seven years changes things though, and now I have a garden in my cell.&nbsp; They wouldn't put me into one of those farm prisons like I wanted, but at least I still get to take care of the plants.&nbsp; Sure, they don't realize what I'm really doing, but they're better off not knowing.<br><br>Today, however, they bring in my new roomate, as the fucking cocksuckers finally decided I was stable enough to have someone in my room.&nbsp; Sure, I asked them for solitary confinement, I made nice, cogent arguments... but confinement has softened me.&nbsp; I hate to say it, but I'm becoming more obedient to authority.&nbsp; It pisses me off to no end.&nbsp; I need to put a stop to this...&nbsp; The girl walked into my cell, and the first thing I noticed was that smile.&nbsp; That fucking smile.&nbsp; They told me that this was her first day in prison, but when she came into my nice green cell, with its nice row of books on the wall, she was smiling like she'd just won the lottery, adopted a puppy, and gotten fucked by Superman all on the same day.&nbsp; My stomach twisted with anger the very first moment I saw her, and my green eyes narrowed.&nbsp; I couldn't even see anything more of the little bitch than her fucking smile.&nbsp; Nobody smiles like that.<br><br>It was going to be a long 15 years till my first parole review...&nbsp; 
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