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No.
NO! I cannot be a human! I am the embodiment of Chaos, not a maggot!
Cow, this is somehow all your fault! -
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Woman! Why am I green? What happened to my skin? What do I have a tail? What sorcery have you gone and done on me? -
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Demon hunters? A bunch of jumped up maggots have gone and decided to declare themselves demon slayers? Pesmerga must be laughing somewhere or holding his head with the sheer ignorance of it ( Read more... ) -
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Where are you, cow, and why aren't you home? You won't need to worry about those fucking look-alikes. You damned well better be worrying about me if you aren't through that door in the next two minutes. -
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Magus, if you've been fucking around and gotten me stuck like this, I am going to skewer you. You've been good for awhile. Don't go fucking it up now.
I'd suggest being careful around me, Cow. I keep having fire erupt from my hands or from my blades. -
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I don't know what that mess of meat is that just appeared in the kitchen is, but we'll all be safer after I kill it. -
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Where did that cow go, and why did she let that tonberry write all over my bar? Woman! We need to have a talk or I need to beat you with the flat of my blade since you can't seem to grasp the simple idea that you need to clean up the mess that critter of yours makes. Some maggots are just too stupid to learn and near it beat into them ( Read more... ) -
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Maggots just don't know how to attempt to make a contract. Listen to me on this, little worms. A summoning is an entirely different matter. Anyone can summon a demon. Some salt, some blood, the right symbols, a few words, and a desire... you can summon. Making a contract with a demon, that's different. That requires actually talking to the ( Read more... ) -
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Woman, you had best be keeping your head down and be with your Turks.
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Genesis Rhapsodos, next time keep your cock in your pants and not in my woman, or they'll be picking bits of you off the surrounding buildings for the next week to come if I'm in a better mood then. If not, you'll be a spit-bubble blowing idiot for the rest of your days.
You, woman. How about not dropping your panties for the first man who ( Read more... )