I suppose none of the newcomer's would happen to be from any of the year's before Jeshua, would they?

To the victors remain the spoils, I suppose.

• Wood -- Check.
• Coal -- Check.
• Fire pit -- Check
• Sharpened Stick -- Check.
• Alcohol -- Double-Check.

The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated, Sheol.

[ a small laugh ]

...And yet, it seems almost fitting that once I am gone, the entire City becomes a madhouse -- who have we to blame this time, I wonder? Is it the Scientists? Errol? The Knightmare? Is poor, weak Mister Sulivan up to his old tricks yet again? [ snort ] Or perhaps Testament ( Read more... )

...

Idiot.

[ ooc: Gilgamesh will not be reachable for the next couple of days/week. Sorry guys. ]

( [ Private to Shinjiro | Hackable ] )

This is -- we all have so little already, and you simply take, and take, and -- when will we be given -- when will I...I will not stand for this. I will not stand for being the plaything of Gods once a--

[ The sound of glass being broken. ]

GIVE HER BACK!

Another day, another disappointment.

Hm.

(  [ Private to VAVA | Hackable ] )

I.

[ The sound of something...fleshy being smashed into the floor with great force. ]

WANT.

[ SMASH ]

THIS.

[ SMASH ]

CHIP.

[ SMASH ]

OUT.

[ Snarling; quite a bit of snarling, actually ]

NOW!

[ static ]

[ ooc: Gilly "stumbled" onto a nest of Metal Heads. Joy; I promise this'll be the last "hunting" post for awhile -_-;; ]

Am looking for the following items:

1. Iron
2. An axe
3. A smooth, rounded stone
4. A blacksmith's hammer
5. Steel tongs

[ A highly-metallic death-knell, inhuman and drawn out. A masculine snarl. Viscous liquid hitting the pavement, echoing. ]

What a wasted blessing this is.

[ A "tch". Silence for a full minute ]

Tell me, Sheol: why is it that these "Scientists" see it fit to bring many to the few, instead of few to the many?