Better To Be Judged By Twelve Than

You Make One Tiny Variable And So Help Me, I’ll Have You Slaughtered Where You Sit. (kiefer) He’s Just Such A Nice Man. (nykyrian)

And Speaking Of Scary Things, I Need To Leave. My Guides Are Fading Even As We Speak. (talon) I Hate When You Commune With The Dead In Front Of Me. (kyrian) Are You The Asshole Who Sent The 'i See Dead People' T-shirt To Me? (talon) That Would Be Wulf. (kyrian)

You’re Not Weird, Are You? (jack) Not Particularly, No. (syd) Well, Good. I Got Enough Weirdness For The Lot Of Us. Don’t Want To Share It. (jack)

Look At His Hair. He Looks Like His Father. (cassandra) He Has Your Lungs. (wulf) Oh, Please! (cassandra) Trust Me. Every Apollite Here Knows That My Parents Were Unmarried At My Birth, And That If You Survive The Night, You Plan On Making Me A Eunuch. (wulf)

Yes, But I’ve Already Made My Fortune In Other Things. (solin) Such As? (geary) Viagra. My Brother Learned To Take A Personal Problem And Profit By It. (arik) It’s True. It Pained Me To See A Man As Young As Arik Stricken With Impotency. Therefore I Had To Do Something To Help The Poor Soul. But Alas, There’s Nothing To Be Done For It. He’s As Flaccid As A Wet Noodle. (solin) How Creative Of You To Project Your Problem Onto Me. But Then, They Say Celibacy Is Enough To Make A Man Lose All Reason. Guess You’re Living Proof, Huh? (arik)