Move Forward With Purpose

Your Father Abandoned Us. (zephyra) I Know. You’ve Told Me That Enough That It’s Permanently Seared Into My Brain. Still, He’s A Part Of Me And I’d Like To Have Closure. (medea) You Really Need To Stop Watching Oprah. (zephyra)

Now There’s A Sight You Don’t See Every Day, Huh? Two Punked-out Goths Throwing A Christmas Party For Sick Children. (doctor)

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)

Why Are You Helping Me? (fury) I Don’t Know. Apparently I’m Having A Moment Of Extreme Stupidity. (angelia)

Interesting, Isn’t It? What Do You Have To Say About That, Fury? (savitar) They’re On Crack. (fury) Anyone Else On Crack? (savitar)