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[Gunner-Chan]

((An example, Me and little is a bit like I would guess a regular old romance novel. We even cut out the really graphic stuff. VN was like violent rape fanfiction 24/7))

[Angellus]

((...))

((By the gods, Little and Sofia, this is VN all over again.))

((No, it really isn't. VN was much worse.

Angellus, you really don't wanna know what VN is. It got locked for a reason.))

((You are making me so bloody curious))

[Myroc]

((...good point. But you're still overdoing it.))

[WorkerDrone]

(I shall ignore it in favor of creating an ACTUAL plot. One that can be experimented with, and allow ACTUAL character development. Rather than getting lucky. Though both sound cool.)

"I'm thinking of one...do any of you have any tight connections with your own life? Seriously, anyone here having suicidal tendencies? I could use your help."

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

He could feel it, his mind was going. As sanity slipped out of his grasp, his mind began to turn to where everything had gone wrong.

Had it been on the planes of the grey wastes, where he had stood upon the endless plains of desolation and suffering, and seen the troops of the blood war clash in an endless orgy of blood, dirt and the screaming of those damned who knew they would be reborn in the hells, and tossed again into the furnace of destruction?

Perhaps it was in the forests of midnight, where he had seen the dark things from the early places tear apart the immortal souls of the undeserving, their dark bodies so very black that they stood out against the sunless, moonless eternal night.

No, he knew when and where. It was in that small village in the endless frontiers of Bytopia. He had seen what went on there, and he knew that he could not stop it. It was a heaven for the sake of the gods! But he could not help, and all because of the politics. The endless talking and manipulative motions of the gods, the factions, the damned trades guilds. All making innocents suffer, just for the sake of their own agendas.

He would put a stop to that, even if he had to kill them all... Kill them all.... Kill Them All...... Kill Them All!

[Little]

((Seriously, don't. I was scarred for life by frog porn.))

"Mmmmm..."

Little pulls back for a moment.

"Sweetie, as much as I'd like to continue, we are in public, and you don't have sex in Public unless you're in the Netherlands. Besides, God only knows how good this cloud of darkness is."

[mission0]

Mission closes the small chest, and then pushes a button on it shrinking it back to its original size. He then reattached it to his staff.

"Safe and sound, also that cloud probably has peeping toms all throughout it.

[Angellus]

He looked away shortly to look at WorkerDrone, then looked back at the two playing on the couch.

"Actually I don't feel suicidal right now, and if I were I'd kill myself by jumping between those two.."

Kite jumped of the chair and started walking towards the couch again.

((OOC: Bull! The Netherlands will get you fined big time!  )

[Myroc]

"Why would Armok know about it? Actually, never mind, we got other business to attend to. Lich freaking out, for example."

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

The box begins to shatter.

[WorkerDrone]

WorkerDrone leaped out of his cover, landing right next to the group, where the Lich writhed nearby.

"He's losing the fight. Every ghoul within thirty thousand kilometres, every dot of energy, everything will collide into a huge, tight corroding ball of pain and suffering and destroy anything that isn't a god. In other words, Armok's safe, the bastard, but we'll all be toast. I don't like toast. Who here can handle the mind of insanity? That's where your going."

[Gunner-Chan]

"Well... Okay... I guess we can have some more fun later..."

Sofia sits back up.

"I guess we can just watch this strangeness with that dumb skeleton unfold..."

Sofia suddenly seems to be searching around again.

"Where'd I put that bottle..."

[Myroc]

"I'm a pure embodiment of chaos, evil and madness. I think i can withstand such a thing."

[Angellus]

Angel looked at Workerdrone.

"You sound like a damned priest you know? World destruction imminent, blabla bla."

Kite jumped up the couch again, carrying a small bottle in his mouth.

[mission0]

Mission heaves out a sigh then throws the trinket to the ground shattering it and bringing Lich's head back out. Mission then puts the head back on his body. With that Mission walks up to WorkerDrone

"Ok, I have some ideas but what exactly did you have in mind to get me in his mind"

Mumbles "Curse my own morality