*sits on an icepack*

HOLY FUCKING HELL. I know that sex produces endorphins and all, but how could I not notice that I was being torn in two. Ow.

I did a bit of sparring with taker the other day...Holy Fuck can that man hit. You'd think as a wrestler it would be all about holds and throws, but damn. Not only that, but he's a lot fucking faster than you would think.

*finds a seat along the wall*

*draws sword and begins running through forms*

*hides the last overripe banana. Lets the box of fruitflies loose at the Gates, walks away whistling*

Some days...it's good to be a demon.

Yeah, okay...guess pretending to be immortal gives one an odd sense of...um...immortality.

*looks around*

Hmmm...