Final Warrior
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OOC: Mind if I implement my own brand of insane humor? You can get a few examples from here.
BoT:
*Raphael's ears, God-like in their prowess, pirck up near-rabbit like when he hears another being awaken. He sensed - no heard - nervousness emanate from her. He heard the light steps of Elo... they were going to the den. At least, Eloanneo was.*
Raphael: A new visitor... or inmate, depending on your views... I shall go greet her.
Tyravael: I shall when I can. As of right now, musing about the meaning of existence is enough for me...
*Razael appears from the nowhere, disheveled and looking as though he had spent the night with eighteen pounds of crack cocaine and a whole garden of marijuana.*
Razael: Need... FOOD! AGAHGHRAGHROAR!
*Razael makes a mad dash for the refrigerator, slamming headfirst into it. He pulls the door open and begins stuffing his face.*
Raphael: Make sure he does not eat the dishes or bowls like last time... I do not want to have to extract anything from a Demon's belly.
*Raphael walks off to the den, wondering who their new visitor is.*
BoT:
*Raphael's ears, God-like in their prowess, pirck up near-rabbit like when he hears another being awaken. He sensed - no heard - nervousness emanate from her. He heard the light steps of Elo... they were going to the den. At least, Eloanneo was.*
Raphael: A new visitor... or inmate, depending on your views... I shall go greet her.
Tyravael: I shall when I can. As of right now, musing about the meaning of existence is enough for me...
*Razael appears from the nowhere, disheveled and looking as though he had spent the night with eighteen pounds of crack cocaine and a whole garden of marijuana.*
Razael: Need... FOOD! AGAHGHRAGHROAR!
*Razael makes a mad dash for the refrigerator, slamming headfirst into it. He pulls the door open and begins stuffing his face.*
Raphael: Make sure he does not eat the dishes or bowls like last time... I do not want to have to extract anything from a Demon's belly.
*Raphael walks off to the den, wondering who their new visitor is.*