MzMercy for Devil's Daughter

Disorder Within Us [Minecraft Faction Series]

MzMercy for Devil's Daughter

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Devil's Daughter

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Devil's Daughter is Jalordez's most trusted associate. She is almost as powerful as him, being able to take on entire fleets of others in protection 4 armor. She's insane like Jalordez, but can be innocent and sweet if need be, which is how she deceives the two friends on allowing her to join their faction

Your death is your destiny, pathetic fool.
Oh, master! I did it! I killed one of them!
Well well well, what do we have here? A donator gone rogue to help the newbies? How peculiar.

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Devil's Daughter

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All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

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