Post by HEZABEL PECCATI on Nov 27, 2012 11:35:00 GMT -8
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; padding: 10px;][bg=121212][style=font-family: arial narrow; color: #5778b4; font-weight: bold; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 16px; padding-left: 5px; border-left: 320px solid #5778b4;]THIS IS A GAME.[/style] [style=text-align: left; color: #e4e4e4; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 3px; font-family: arial;]DO NOT TRUST YOUR EARS. WHAT YOU HEAR ARE LIES.[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #e4e4e4; background-color: #212121; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #222222;] [style=zoom: 1; filter: alpha(opacity=70); opacity: 0.7; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/aksts.png); float: left;] [/style] Today had been normal for the most part. Today was going according to the normal routine of Miss Hezabel Peccati. However, the disturbance of a single person made the whole day come down. Today, April 9th, had started out a bit dreary and rainy, but it had cleared up for a little while as the redheaded nun was going about her business. She was currently in charge of overseeing that the church be cleaned and spotless for next Sunday's mass, so it was natural to see her barking orders at her fellow sisters. Yes, as the tyrant of the convent, it was typical to see her striking fear into her fellow nuns; there were few that weren't frightened by the redheaded woman anymore. Seeing as there was nothing to worry about, the woman took a moment to step outside to get some fresh air. Everything was going according to plan until a horrible screech cracked into the air from Hezabel herself as she stood outside and spotted a small group of Jehovah's witnesses standing across the church. This would not do at all. Without hesitating, the nun initiated a shouting match with the group by throwing curses their way and damning them to hell for bearing false witness. They in return insulted the woman and continued on with the dispute. That's when the nun began to scream out bloody murder and attacked one of them with her crucifix. That one person fell to the ground as the others fled and for a moment, Hezabel thought she had won. However, the sudden thunder that rung in the air gave her pause. Imagine her surprise when a flash of lightning came shooting at her and struck her. She was thrown to the ground with that hit for a moment, utterly stunned by what had occurred. That is, until the smell of something burning and a sudden heat licked at her skin. The lightning had started a fire... and now she was burning. Screaming out of pain as the fire burned through her habit and seared her flesh, Hezabel pushed herself off of the ground and hobbled over back to the inside of the church. There was no way of her knowing that the Jehovah's witness she had attacked with her crucifix was now following after her back inside. There was no water in sight the moment the redhead nun stepped inside the church, but there was Holy Water. And despite the fact that she didn't wish to taint the water by using it to douse out the fire biting at her back, she needed it before she burned to death. Dunking her hands into the water, the woman began dumping it onto her back. It only took a few handfuls to settle the fire down, but it had charred through her clothes and severely scalded her back. Just as she was about to limp her way to find some of the other nuns to get some medical attention, Hezabel was attacked by the hurt Jehovah's witness. The religious female clawed at the hands and face of her attacker as they clamped their hands around her throat, but being harshly weakened by the mild paralysis still coursing through her body along with the lack of air was taking a humongous toll on her. Her body basically gave up on her as she stopped trying to get away, her head ringing with voices and taunts. Hezabel was slipping under into a black blanket of unconsciousness when her attacker dumped her head into the Holy Water. Frantically trying to breathe and get away, the nun flailed her arms as she tried to wriggle out. But after a few moments of being held under the water, the redhead woman stilled. The Jehovah's witness fled and the nun's wet burned body slumped to the floor. All was silent in the church again until other nuns found the body. Quiet jubilant cheers and suspicious whispering filled the place momentarily before the authorities were called. Hezabel Eve Peccati was pronounced dead upon arrival. [style=color: #5778b4; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1px; background-color: #121212; padding: 2px;]TAGGING: ONE-SHOT | WORDS: 000 | NOTES: DEATH OF HEZZIE.[/style][/style] |