Sweeney Todd: InjuredJudge Turpin was once again trying to pursue you. He had you up against the wall in an dank alleyway, your mouth taped shut, crying, bleeding, and bruised. You just wanted to leave, the loud sound of a rip filled the silent streets of London, he had ripped off the hem of your dress and used it to bind your hands. He used another piece of your dress and blindfolded you. Oh, how you tried to cry for your lover, Sweeney Todd.Sweeney Todd: Injured by ~JaceScythe
"I'd advise you not to touch her anymore, Judge Turpin," a deep, dark voice said behind Turpin. You couldn't see anything, do anything, or even say anything. You were practically paralyzed. You heard some small fight go on and then a thud to the ground, you started to panic, what if Sweeney had gotten hurt? You cried silently at the thought of your loved one being gone.
Then slim fingers slipped off your blindfold, your bloodshot, teary eyes met the dark browns, that were indeed your lover's. You mumbled something against the tape, he didn't understand.
Sweeney Todd: My Friends"At last, my arm is complete!" Sweeney Todd retracted his arm and returned his beautiful silver razors back into their resting place in their box and closed the lid before setting it on the sill of the large window.Sweeney Todd: My Friends by ~JaceScythe
Mr. Todd and Mrs. Lovett walked down to the bakehouse just as a young, beautiful girl walked into the bakehouse, the bell on the door rang softly. Sweeney's heart collided against his ribcaged, she was absolutely perfect in every way.
Her body was average, not too slim and not too large. She was dressed in a black dress that stopped at her mid thighs, which were quite eye-catching. She had on an apron that stopped a few inches from the bottom her dress, a black bow was wrapped around her waist and tied at the back and in the center was a small skull, she has a black bow tied around her neck as well, her legs were covered by horizontal black and white striped leggings, and her feet were covered in black boots that had buckles and leather straps.
"Oh, please, ma'am excuse my
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