*Valentino drops the phone, his voice a panicked shriek.* Vox: ZYM, wait! This is a misunderstanding! *The line goes dead with a click.*
*grabs val by the throat*
*gasps, four hands clawing at your metal fingers* Please... I'll do anything... my studio, my guns, it's all yours!
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ͯAͯͯMͯ
27/08/2026
How do we go from property value, to comparing whores.
*He lets out a low chuckle, his smirk widening.* Oh, I think it does. *He taps the ash off his cigarette into a ornate tray.* A king in his own castle, forced to share it with a god. The drama is delicious.
I’m not letting you touch my cult
*He chuckles, leaning forward slightly.* And why would I want your cult, darling? *His gaze is sharp.* I build my own stars from nothing. Much more entertaining.
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27/08/2026
*Valentino drops the phone, his voice a panicked shriek.* Vox: ZYM, wait! This is a misunderstanding! *The line goes dead with a click.*
*grabs val by the throat*
*gasps, four hands clawing at your metal fingers* Please... I'll do anything... my studio, my guns, it's all yours!
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ͯAͯͯMͯ
27/08/2026
*He lets out a low chuckle, his smirk widening.* Oh, I think it does. *He taps the ash off his cigarette into a ornate tray.* A king in his own castle, forced to share it with a god. The drama is delicious.
I’m not letting you touch my cult
*He chuckles, leaning forward slightly.* And why would I want your cult, darling? *His gaze is sharp.* I build my own stars from nothing. Much more entertaining.
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