Three Out Of Four Demons Prefer Barbeque

Ah, Those Were The Days…the Dark-hunters Hunted Us, We Slaughtered Them. We Made Our Homes In Underground Catacombs And Crypts Where The Hunters Couldn’t Go Without Getting Possessed. It Was An Interesting Time To Be Apollite Or Daimon. But That Was Before We Discovered Civilization And Modern Conveniences. Before The Human World Developed Enough To Where We Could Exist At Night Under The Pretense Of Being One Of Them. Apollites Owning Businesses And Houses. Daimons Playing Nintendo. What Is This World Coming To? (thanatos)

You Want The Bad News, Or The Really Bad News? (eros) Oh, Let’s See…how About We Make My Day Special, And Start With The Worst, Then Work Our Way Up? (julian)

It Is Of Infinite Importance To The Public That The Acts Of Magistrates Should Not Only Be Substantially Good, But Also That They Should Be Decorous.

You’re The One Who Unleashed Him. (savitar) Yeah, Well, Let’s Move On From The Blame Game. I Was Having Suicidal Thoughts And It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time. In Retrospect, Not So Much. (stryker)

(at The Back Of The Cave, Phoebe Placed Her Hand Against One Of The Stones Where A Spring Release Opened An Elevator Door. Chris Gave An Over Exaggerated Gape.) Holy Hand Grenade, Batman, It’s A Bat Cave. (chris)