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/ thinking of making yuliy less comically evil and more of an evil adjacent yet still altogether philosophically coherent person… more like the historical Machiavelli.

/ thinking about creating another account for a similar character that fulfills a different concept idea.

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          yuliy’s expression said it all ,  god ,  she could be a handful .  he somewhat loved her for it ,  but at times it could be a bit too much ,  “ I’ve told you before to research who you kill if you are able and that I would help you ,  or try less stabby methods !  maybe a chokehold ,  asphyxiation ,  neck breaking ,  anything !  ”  gosh .  what a bickering little couple they were .  how cute .

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          “  one moment !  ”  
          his voice rang out from upstairs in its ever-so familiar swiss accent .  within moments ,  he was walking down the stairs ,  as per usual ,  dressed rather elegantly and simply in a turtleneck .  how exactly did these two end up under the same roof ,  well ,  they were the exact embodiment of opposites and not-so opposites .  two psychopathic twisted minds ,  one ordered towards more spontaneous impulse ,  the other towards organized crime .  something about such criminal duality sparked an effectual bond between them .  he eagerly sat down at the table ,  all whilst his pretty greenish blue eyes beamed up at her brightly ,  waiting for her to take a seat .

/ this account is a year old now.

/ cb and specify.

yuyu !!
          
          /  iris <3

/ hiiiii

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          “  oh but ,  dear ,  it is simply in my nature to rebel !  how can I sit there and follow rules any further when I’ve already broken your one rule ,  hmm ~ ?  ”  he said as he rubbed his wrist and slowly crept up behind her ,  “  and if you ever want to see my secrets …  the ones no one knows of …  I’d be happy to show you them ~ .  ”  how could one describe this talk ?  a mysterious psychopath trying to flirt with another psychopath ?  

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          and yet his charms would not die ,  with a single one of his hand resting on her cheek with his thumb giving her lower lip a slight tug ,  all whilst his blue eyes gazed into hers and sparkled with green tints ,  “  mhm ?  I’m right here ,  deary ,  so if you want to give me a ‘piece of your mind’ ,  then what is truly stopping you ?  or am I truly so nice to look at ?  ”  he knew how to get what he wanted ,  even if it meant figuratively disarming her .  yet at the same time ,  he was practically trying to start some conflict ,  all for the fun of it .