& The ruler of Purgatory .                                       . D E S T R O Y  Y O U . εïз . o o c : ..     Hell is already full. |  D E V I L ' S  night "I heard lots of people are gonna show up tonight, including those that we haven't seen in a while." - Phoebe Justice Dun dun dun. Ready or not, BUD is about to witness the wrath of the pyro princess.. for the very second time? A fair number of her afficionados were furious with the woman's sudden dissappearence. But fret no more, my friends, she has returned. The whereabouts of this woman was unknown for quite a while now but tonight was the night that she chose to make her re-debut in BUD. It's devil's night too, what a coincidence. It was halloween night, the very night that young children would make an excuse to go door to door like affectionate beggars and ask for affection, which obviously came in the form of candy. The result of this melodrama? Cavities. Perhaps their parents should get them a dental plan when they turn 16. But that isn't the concern of many these days. Halloween isn't the pathetic excuse that people make it out to be. It's the night of everything evil and unholy. The night where the undead shall roam the streets freely feasting on anything with a beating heart. Unfortunately, the undead was just dead and there was no reason to open that book again. Syck, however, was throwing a party on behalf of this ever so glorious night. The nineth addition of Aftershock? I'm sure it was going to be a party. A party, where guests showed up uninvited. But who's to say that Syck didn't host this party for uninvited guests only to invite them? Ironic, isn't it? Go figure. As everyone is having a ball conversing with their co-workers and friends, even significant others, a woman emerges from the shadows. She is dressed in a pure white, form fitting, elegant frock with Jean Harlow like hair. She wears a mask over her eyes to add some sort of an illusion to her costume and of course, the conceal her identity although it's clearly visisble who she is to those who know her. She proceeds to walk into the crowd, not even bothering to glance at one person. A few men look her way, but none bother knowing they won't have a chance in hell with her. She slowly sashays towards the bar and picks up a glass of white wine. εïз·Rebecca | Happy halloween.. She mumbles softly to herself. The first person that catches her eye is Mat Collins, one of her very 'best friends' accompanied by Whisper, who looks radiant this evening. εïз·Masked Man | Having a nice time?  She is greeted by a masked man who popped out of nowhere and is now seated besides her. Not even bothering to acknowledge his presence, she begins to walk away from him. But he manages to catch up with her and continues to pester her. εïз·Masked Man | They won't be too pleased with your presence here. Don't you think you should go elsewhere? Stopping for a moment, she glances back at him and smiles sweetly. εïз·Rebecca | I'm not here to please anyone and my presence here certainly is none of their business. I'll be here till I feel like being here. Being here has a lot to do with why I'm back in this place, okay? So do me a favour, dear.. Leaning in, she whispers something into his ear. Something that sounds like 'fuck off'. The scene then switches over to someone else.     Cherie [c] 2006: by stealing this layout, you're only further proving my point that you want to be ME