I Do Have Some Leftover Chicken And

Sometimes We Don’t Realize How Destructive Our Creations Are Until It’s Too Late. And Sometimes Those Creations We Make Turn On Us And Seek Only To Kill Us Even Though We Loved And Succored Them. (apollo)

That Which Doesn’t Kill Us Just Requires A Few Centuries Of Therapy. (caleb) Yeah, And Usually A Lot Of Tylenol. (nick)

But If Fate Won’t Be Denied...if It’s Set, How Could There Be Infinite Possibilities? (kat) Only Certain Aspects Are Fated. The Outcome Isn’t. It Was Fated That Sin Would Loose His Godhood. The Means And What Followed Were Determined By Free Will. Free Will Is That One Scary Variable That Sets So Much Into Motion That No One, Not Even I, Have Control Over. (acheron)

Only A Fool Took A Remote From A God.

(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)