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Deviousness `anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More
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Sta.sh
I can imagine that you are another warrior clad in armor who had just been defeated. The knight who possibly still has his cold steel sword digging painfully into your flesh, is contemplating whether or not to grant you mercy.
And by mercy I mean granting you a swift and painless death, or just leave you like that other one sitting against the tree. To let your wounds painfully fester and agitate as you lie there, shivering in your cold armor as you slowly wait for the end, be it freezing to death in cold wet weather, or your quivering body being slowly drained of its blood.
Or worse, him taking his merry time with you. Repeatedly stabbing you and feeling the cruel blade twist inside of you, painfully rending your muscles and shredding you entrails. Too weak to speak out he just relishes your anguished cries and that desperate, miserable, pleading look on your face as you stare into that faceless helmet knowing that the person inside enjoys your pain and suffering.