I Tend To Watch Silently From The

Little Brother, I Don’t Mean To Be A Downer, But We’re Talking About War Here. There’s No Way To Mitigate Damages. He Won’t Let Us. I Was There With Twenty-five Chthonians To Fight Him And He Spanked Our Hides Like We Were Lemurian Slave Women. Two Of Us Had Our Hearts Ripped Out And Shoved Down Our Throats While He Laughed, Then He Licked The Blood Clean From His Fingers And Came At The Rest Of Us. (savitar)

We Have Certain Demons Who Are Motivated By The Smell Of Food. They Tend To Get Rather Violent Whenever They Smell It. I Personally Wouldn’t Be Caught Eating Anything Because I Would End Up Dead. You Might Not. But You’d Still Have To Fight Them, And Since Some Of Them Are Rather Ugly And Really, Really Smelly, It Might Spoil Your Appetite. Then Again, Maybe Not. Doesn’t Spoil Noir’s. I Think It Makes Him Hungrier, Especially When He Guts Them. Sick, But True. (asmodeus)

No, Simi. No Food. (astrid) ‘no, Simi. No Food.’ You Sound Like Akri. ‘don’t Eat That, Simi, You’ll Cause An Ecological Disaster.’ What Is An Ecological Disaster, That’s What I Want To Know? Akri Says It’s Me On Hunger Binge, But I Don’t Think That’s Quite Right, But That’s All He’ll Say About It. (simi)

Thank You, Shay. (syn) For What? (shahara) For Looking Into The Eyes Of Nothing And Seeing A Man You Could Love. (syn)

Kid?” – Kyrian “i’m Not Worthy.” – Nick “what?” – Kyrian “dude, That’s A Ferrari, Lamborghini, Bugatti, Alfa Romeo, Aston Martin, And Bentley. And I’m Not Talking The Cheap Models. Those Are The Top Of The Top Of The Top Of The Line, Fully Loaded. I Swear, That’s Real Gold Trim In The Bugatti. There’s More Money In Metal In Here Than My Brain Can Even Tabulate. Oh My God! I Shouldn’t Even Be Breathing The Same Air.” – Nick