Pornography is not something I would expect, on the network.

Do hide the children.

Let it be known that I am everything but the Tyrant history seems to paint me as.

( [ private | saber; hackable ] )

I will not kill him, Enkindu. It is not a just thing.

No, it is not -- no, I do not pity the beast, my brother, there is simply no glory to be had in ending its life. Where is the skill in beheading the thing when it cries and begs for mercy at our feet? Where is the grace in evading its deathblows when it has no legs left to stand upon?

I will not. ( Read more... )

The first man to tell me where my weapons have gone gets to keep his head. Anyone else would be better off throwing themselves to the lions.

You would think that we would take this opportunity to replenish our stocks of meat.

[ a pause ]

You would think.

The first woman or man to defeat me in hand-to-hand combat will receive a rose from a real suitor.

Do try to impress me, Sheol.

And so, yet again we return to the skull-druggery of before, when we simply wait for the next murderous bastard or Princess to strike fear into the hearts of many. I wonder how long this cycle will play out until you truly tire of it, Sheol.

Or perhaps you are all masochists?

Mongrels, though I am loathe to admit it, I do believe you've turned Sheol into an even worse kind of hellhole in my absence....Tch, can none of you do anything right without the guiding light of Gilgamesh to lead you through it?

[ a sigh. ]

I suppose this means I'll be needing a place to stay again.

Edit: Oh, and before I forget -- Ace, if you are ( Read more... )

Hm.

What are you thankful for, Sheol? I'm in the mood for a tale.

Yes, yes. We've all lost an approximate lifetime of experiences in the past two days, I'm sure. [ a small, derisive snort ] Oh, woe; tragedy; alms to the poor forgotten ones; Sheol, learn that the days grow on, and the sun grows tired, despite your whining. Learn this now, and perhaps next time we shall be better prepared for whatever happened to ( Read more... )