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Feenai needs therapy. :p
Maybe there's a good counselor in the Seven Churches. |
I could pick her brain apart and put it back together, minus the psychological trauma?
Na'lsa isn't too keen on precise surgery though. |
Sounds like hand grenade surgery there, Salone :3
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First thing I saw was "pick her brain apart".
...No comment whatsoever >.> Earrings are from the shop... Oh, funny how Na'lsa is "He", capital. |
That's certainly how he would refer to himself, being "son of God" and all that :p
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It's also how my phone sees it. If I typo or have an odd capitalization, it's usually because I'm posting from my phone. Includes story posts.
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Even your phone admits that Na'lsa is divine then :p
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THE POWER. IT'S FREAKING OMNIPOTENT. Run for eeeeeeeeet--
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Oh. Holy shet, Suze. Your avi. @____@
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His new getup means that we're in for some serious stuff.
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Espy's avy reminds me so much of somebody it's painful. I kinda wanna say David Bowie...:p.
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I'm going to leave Shealtiel unconscious for now. Someone please kindly bring him along. :p
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Before I go sleep:
Ah, I really hope Na'lsa doesn't see Dante as a...you know...potential source of nutrition and health. |
If anything it'll be the new guy. Once he has had time to recover, he's going to be a raging ball of hate against him for literally burning out all the power/flesh he had collected. Pretty much used it up to survive.
Suz, give us a small village for Na'lsa to feast on. Make them...I don't know, children or satanics or something, so I have good reason to eat them. |
asdfghjkl children?! NA'LSA. BAD DOGGY. DOWN, BOY.
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The pure ones are the tastiest, and they'll probably die anyway. This way I can expend their flesh and soul in to raw energy.
And after a day's work in retail, it's a fantasy to gut one of the buggers. |
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