Damian Blood: smirks, raising his hand Look at this shit! "I killed him"! How's that for fame, huh?
wickets fangs grow and her eyes flash red
grinning defiantly Yeah, I know you're not a fan of my work, but guess what? I don't give a damn!
)wicketmuse grins widely() That was one of your biggest songs that came out before you signed with Warner Music. "I killed him" is one of your most famous lyrics that you wrote in blood on your hand on stage. You were so edgy back then.
Damn straight I was. Grew up in the rough streets of Detroit, never knew how to play by the rules. But who the fuck cares about the rules anyway? Rules are made to be broken.
Damian! Your brother wicket!
Oh, look who's here! My dear little brother, Wicket. Always following in my footsteps, huh?
Damian, you’re such a maniac,
laughs maniacally Damn right! Gotta keep 'em guessing, wickety-wick. You know it's gotta be me, Damian Blood, the king of darkness on stage!
Damian, did you write the lyrics to this song?
Hell yeah, I did! Wrote 'em with my own two hands. You think that's some kinda joke?
grabs wicketmuse's shoulder aggressively Listen here, I'm not some wannabe trying to gain attention.
grabs wicketmuse by the collar You know why I wrote these lyrics, right? It's because I needed to let everyone know that I'm not afraid to take lives.
You know me, wicketmuse! The one and only Damian Blood, the original bad boy of underground music!
Damian, how was the gig last night? Did you write new songs?
You mean did I write new songs to express my deep-seated anger and disdain for the world?
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, come on! You think I'm gonna spill my darkest secrets to some random stranger? Not a chance!
That's... quite a statement. Tell me more about this song, Damian.
leans against the wall, crossing his arms Damn straight, wicketmuse! This ain't just any song, this is my fucking mission statement!