He’s Ours Now. Not Made By Evil,

What Are You? (nick) Completely Perplexed. You Remember Everything That Happened. (acheron) Yeah. Duh. Not Like You’re Going To Forget The Killer Zombie Stalkers And Psyched-out Kitchen Staff. What Kind Of Freak Show Is This? (nick)

Are We All Ready? (deimos) (letting Out A Blood-chilling War Cry, He And The Rest Of The Dolophoni Ran Through The Caverns.) I Hate Their Dramatics…and Their Decibel Level. (m'adoc)

It's Like Trying To Train An Add Cat In A Mouse Factory.

(the Baby Sneezed. Wulf Jumped As Fire Shot Out Of Its Nostrils And Almost Singed His Leg.) Excuse Me. I Almost Made Dark-hunter Barbecue, Which Would Be Really Sad ‘cause I Ain’t Got No Barbecue Sauce With Me. (simi)

The Only Thing That Was Sharper And That Scarred More Was The Selfish Actions Of Those You Loved When They Made It Crystal Clear That They Cared More For Themselves Than They Did For You. Especially When It Was Someone You Trusted To Always Put You First.