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11-15-2012, 09:31 PM
Join Date: May 2005
*Darkness, save for a flickering light in the distance. Icicle's back is to the camera as he begins to speak.*
Hell is nothing....
*Icicle half turns, his Bane-like mask slightly illuminated by his misting breath.*
....compared to what will happen next.
*The camera pulls back, and next to Icicle is an old-style surgical table on wheels. On it, there are several incising knives, a long coil of heavy chain, and a very worn yet very sturdy looking whip. The scene fades...*
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