Still Alive? (randy) No. I’m A Walking

You Will Fail And I’ll Dance On Your Grave. (apollymi)

I Have You Here. Why Shouldn’t I Be Pleased? (stryker) I Can Think Of A Million Reasons, Starting With The Fact That I Want To Kill You More Than I Want To Breathe. As For The Others, Would You Prefer Them In Order Of Importance Or Alphabetically? (zephyra)

The Simi Gots Some Barbecue Sauce In Her Bag. It Kind Of Looks Like Blood If You Squint At It The Right Way. And It Don’t Coagulate Between Your Teeth Like Blood Or Give You Them Funky Burps, Not To Mention It Tastes A Lot Better Too. Especially Over That Type A Stuff. Bleh! I’d Rather Eat My Shoes. But That O-flavored Blood…yum! (she Straightened And Held One Finger Up In A Gesture That Strangely Reminded Him Of Smokey The Bear.) And Just Remember, Kids, Three Out Of Four Demons All Prefer Barbecue Sauce Over Hemoglobin. (simi)

People Will Knife You In The Back For A Stinking Crumb And Then Go On With Their Lives As If You’re Nothing But A Worthless Roach. (aiden)

Where Are My Guards? (wulf) Oh, One Is Right Here, But He’s Not Feeling Very Talkative. Death Has A Way Of Making Even The Chattiest Of People Rather Quite. As For The Other…he’s…oh, Wait, Dead Now. (stryker)