Game Of Thrones.

Designed in an alabaster portrait, retinas of a paranormal storm raging within them, while the whole of her bodice is structured with bolder-like masses of muscle fragments. The dame could still hear the many thundering ghosts that were decorated purely by the severe weather now canvasing across Alacritis like a shock wave, to Sinister these brutal storms were heaven to her ears. Oh, the lovely destructive tornadoes, the ones created by the manifest of earths natural causes, as if they were powered by the hands of the Gods. For Zeus spoke through the whispering betrayal of these rapid essences, declaring war on the world itself. Oh what thou has in store for us..

Basking in the beautiful sight of magma, bursting into flames from Satan's underworld. The fire danced, her swaying vessel in rhythm to the blood-red, orange inferno. Hell was neither pleasant nor comforting, yet, this Goddess of Death would rather spend the rest of her days cloaking herself inside a lava pit then lying upon soft fluffy clouds of nothing. But, the picture-perfect view of the scene unfolding before her was unforgettable.

Just like that her time was cut short, like always she ran onto a person. One with an ivory tainted ghostly color, almost like hers, though the emeralds on the beast were lightly toned in shades of yellow and pink. Unlike the other females, Sinisters oculars were depthless ones that glowed an eerie tune, one developed around death and wrath. The tempest couldn't help but chuckle at the petite looking fae, compared to Sin she was an ant. A lightly toned babe and a masculine appealing empress were squaring off now, albeit she made no move to attack instead only a grin was deceiving her demonic countenance. Howbeit, it wasn't seconds later that the snow white titan allowed her vocal cords to spew angelic and cruel tidings. The voice of a rough female, though still fore-shadowing that be-twist accent of galactic Russian.

"You seem frustrated, your demeanor tells no lies hound. What crawls underneath thy skin and has you withering beneath your foundations?"

Voice of: Angelina Jolie.

"Speech"
'thoughts'