Good Grief, Fury, Warn Me If You’re

Can You Stand? (aimee) I’m Not Helpless. (fang) Oh, Look! Mr. Macho Is Back In All His Glory. Hello, Mr. Macho, It’s So Not Good To See You Again. But You Know, Mr. Macho, That You’ve Been Bedridden To The Point That Your Legs Aren’t Used To Carrying Your Weight And You’re Not Really Human. So If You Want To Get Up And Fall, Gods Forbid I Do Anything To Stop It. After All, I Live For America’s Funniest Home Videos. Should I Fetch A Camcorder Now? (aimee)

Don’t You Have Something To Do? (sin) If Not For The Fact It Would Result In Your Breaking Every Bone In My Body And Making Me Cry For Mommy, I’d Be Calling Some Cops. As It Stands, I Think My Neck Is Best Served By Trying To Talk Sense Into You. (kish)

I Was First Published As A Paranormal Author Back In The Early 1990s. I Was One Of The Founders Of That Original Wave Of Paranormal And Am The Leader Of The New Wave Of Paranormal That Started At The Beginning Of This Century.

Stay Out Of This, Zebulon. (dolophoni) You Guys Come To My Town, You Don’t Call. You Don’t Write. And You Expect Me To Just Let You Run Amok In Front Of The Humans? Really, Deimos, Don’t Tread Here Unless You Want To Bleed. (zt)

This Isn’t A Game, Human. Listen To The Skotos And Go. We’re Not Bound By The Laws Of The Oneroi. Killing Humans Is Nothing For Us. (dolophoni) Well, Aren’t You All Scary In Black. Ooo. What Are You Two Masquerading As? Evil Man And His Trusty Sidekick Bad Boy? (geary)