...is knowing that your death draws near, when I strike and rip from you your very soul.
You cried death and death answers.
It is of your affliction and finds your enemies. They suffer and with their lives ending, their very souls is the price, the long night stays dormant another day.
Your plight is that of us, it called us forth and lured us out of the shadows.
The Reapers awoke.
Heed the warning.
From this moment on, Cella Dor is off limits to you. Come close, and you too suffer. Enter, and only death awaits.
Carrier ID: Pepe "El Comisario" Ladron | Carrier: Scarlet (one with cat's eye) | Description: Our stashes
Leave our stashes alone
Senorita Scarlet... *he might be smiling. Or not. No one would know, as comm camera bracket got damaged after all the comm punching and unplugging. Camera shows some of popular Ladrons body parts instead of his face*
I see you already discovered where senor Flipado was hiding his synthetic marijuana stash. I told him to dig it deeper, but he said he needs getting it easier.
My sweet cream stash is not far from his. You will suffer with your life in dark nights if I see it missing.
We are also very sad you took Cella Dor for yourself. We were just planning to build a water park there.
*reaches his comm to unplug it, but camera just slipped lower instead. And lower... and lower... Luckily, Ladron's comm devices are recently adjusted to turn off automatically before his cojones might be broadcasted*
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