Verbal Blows Cut To The Soul And

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)

Stop Calling Your Akri Your Daddy. It Makes My Wings Droop. (xirena) My Akri Is My Daddy. He Said So And It Is So, So Your Wings Can Droop All They Want, ‘cause It Won’t Change Anything! (simi)

You Were Impaled? (delphine) You Know The Worst Part About Impalement? You Don’t Die Immediately. You Hang On Bleeding And Aching As The Spike Works Its Way Slowly Through Your Body Until It Pierces Some Major Organ. Pray To The Gods You Worship That You Never Know What That Feels Like. (jericho)

Fine. Let’s Begin With Something Even You Can’t Screw Up.” – Death “way To Build Up My Crappy Confidence There. You Should Volunteer For The Suicide Hotline.” – Nick “what Makes You Think I Don’t?” – Death

Relax, The Bad Guys Don’t Knock. (romeo)