Oh, Goodie. Let The Bloodbath

Yeah, Well, I Guess I Feel Like All Of Us Misfits Need To Hang Together. At Least That Way We Don't Swing Along. (tabitha)

Now That System Has Weakened To The Point He And His Worst Disciples Are Able To Be Free. He Wants Total Mayhem And Bloodshed. Most Of All, He Wants Sin To Suffer For Helping To Lock Him In There. (zakar) Oh, This Just Gives You The Warm And Fuzzies, Doesn’t It? (kat)

You Can Party, But I Better Not Catch You Drunk. (wulf) (chris Rolled His Eyes, Then Bent Down To Said To Cassandra’s Stomach...) Be Wise, Little Guy, Stay In There Where Lord King Neurotic Can’t Kill All Your Fun. (chris)

I Really Hate Squires. (syra) (she Pulled Another Flat Bolt Out And Loaded It, Then Shot It At Otto. Moving So Fast He Could Hardly Be Seen, The Squire Turned Around And Caught It Without Flinching. He Held The Bolt Up To His Nose And Inhaled It Lovingly.) Mmm. Rose. My Favorite. (otto) Perhaps We Should Leave You Two Alone. (jess) Yeah, This Does Remind Me A Bit Of The Mating Rites Of The Mean And The Surly. (allen)

Technical Advisor. Since You Know Our Enemies So Well, We’re Going To Pick Your Brain. (jericho) I’ll Tell You What You Want To Know. There's No Need To Torture Me For It. (asmodeus) Pick Your Brain Is An Idiomatic Expression, Asmodeus. It Means We’ll Have You Tell Us Things. We’re Not Actually Going In There To Mess With Your Head. (delphine) Oh, Thank The Source. I Can’t Stand It When Someone Opens My Skull. It Really Hurts. (asmodeus)