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[inspiredvoice]

I feel physically ill.

Epiales, I hope you have no plans because I'm about to interrupt them. And I'm not really giving you a choice.

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[pornpoet]

Peace and ponies, sister.

[inspiredvoice]

I'd prefer death and destruction thanks.

[pornpoet]

Was Pallas that creepy-tastic? Is he a furry?

[inspiredvoice]

This isn't about Pallas. It's about the fact that my entire being was completely distorted and forced into something that I refuse to do.

[inthe_past]

It'll pass dear.

[inspiredvoice]

Yeah once I kill enough brain cells to wipe the memories of it away.

[inthe_past]

At least you didn't end up paired with Aphrodite? A god of war is kind of fitting.

[pornpoet]

Bow-chicka-wow-wow.

[delightindance]

Aww poor dear.

[inspiredvoice]

I fail to see the funny in this.

[delightindance]

It's cute to see you all flustered.

[inspiredvoice]

This isn't me flustered. This is me pissed off and really in the mood to set fire to the next "happy couple" that I see.

[tantibus]

Oh, but I do have plans. Plans to meet a beautiful redhead as soon as she'll grace me with her presence.

[inspiredvoice]

Good. I'm bringing Vodka.

[tantibus]

Even better.

[inspiredvoice]

Glad you're up for it. I'll be there in five.