Better To Be Judged By Twelve Than

Asteros's Motto: "most Experience Comes From Bad Judgement.

No Can Do. Wren Stays Here. (dev) Not What I Was Told. (varyk) Well, I Just Told You. (dev)

Nick Glowered At Ash. "are We Through Now, Dad? Can I Go Play With My Friends If I Promise To Be A Good Boy? I'll Even Try And Make It Home By Curfew." Ash Laughed Evilly. "oh, Absolutely, Son. In Fact, Here Come Your New Playmates Now.

All Right." He Straightened Up And Seemed To Be True To His Promise To Let It Go. "i Will Be A Man About This." That Lasted Until He Saw The Scratches On The Hood From The Mountain Lion And The Front Fender, Where Abigail Had Dragged It Off The Driveway. Wailing, He Went To It And Sank To His Knees. He Sprawled Over The Hood And Laid His Head On The Damaged Fender. "i'm So Sorry, Bets. I Should Of Hidden The Keys. Booted Your Tires. Something. I Had Know Idea Anyone Would Hurt You So, Baby. I Swear I'll Never Let Anyone Hurt You Again. Ayyy, How Could They Do This To You? How? Oh The Humanity!

You’ve No Idea...my Tongue Has Been Known To Let Blood On Four Continents. (geary)