We Just Need Some Faith.

Your Mama-akra Sent That To You, Akri, To Hurt The Heathen-god. Now It’s Dimonique Time. The Simi Can’t Be Bothered We No Greek God Messing With The One Who Pays The Plastic Bills. Can The Simi Have That Black Metal Card She Loves So Much? (simi)

And You, Kibbles, Had Better Lay Off Me. One More Growl And I Swear I’m Going To Geld You With A Spoon. (zarek)

We’ve Come To Kill Zarek Of Moesia, And If You Get In Our Way, Little Girl, We’re Going To Kill You. (otto) I’ll Be Damned. He Speaks. Or Rather Growls. (jess) But Not For Long If He Doesn’t Watch His Mouth. For The Record, Squire, It Would Take More Man Than You To Even Scratch Me. (syra) I Live For A Woman Who Scratches. Just Make Sure You Keep It On The Back, Baby. I Don’t Like Scars. (otto)

So What’s It Like To Live Without Emotions? (geary) It’s Hard. Imagine A World Without Taste. A World Where You Can See The Colors And All, But You Can’t Feel It. A Beautiful Clear Day Can Never Choke You Up. A Child’s Laughter Doesn’t Make You Smile. You Don’t Look At A Bunny And Think ‘how Cute.’ You Feel Absolutely Nothing. It’s Like Being Wrapped In Thick Cotton All The Time. (arik)

I Do Have Some Leftover Chicken And Pasta. (grace) And Wine?...that’s Acceptable (julian) Look, Buster, I’m Not Your Cooking Wench. Mess With Me And I’ll Feed You Alpo. (grace)