War Is Coming Communications.

And here I thought there were strange things in my world. Even the most bizarre abomination there pales in comparison to this giant man made of marshmallow.

What is a marshmallow anyhow?

So after that rather touching display of nobility in rescuing your friends from what nature seemed to intend for them, what's next? Shall we start rescuing kittens from trees?


[OOC: I do apologize, Morrigan is insensitive like this. :P]

Well, that was certainly...interesting. Your demons are strange creatures, far different from the ones in my world. Though no less dangerous.

[Faith]

I have to say, I thoroughly enjoyed our encounter. Perhaps we should get to know each other better? If I may be so bold as to say this, I believe you are my kind of girl. Some people here are too righteous for my liking.

Well, this place certainly has no shortage of attractive people. I can't help but feel a little lonely. Anyone care to fix that for me?

Elena's post reminded me that there's a very good chance that a lot of you don't have any forms of identification available. I can help with that. See, I've spent most of my life making false ID's for myself and my brother for various reasons, so I've gotten pretty good at putting those together. If you're interested, send me a picture of yourself and I'll get to work on slapping a few ID's together for you ladies as soon as possible.

Actually, send me a couple pictures. It's kind of a pain, finding the right one for those cards.

[ooc: In which lust!Sam is a little ridiculous.]

I'm not always social, but I'm feeling as though I'd like some company on this cold night. No tricks, no strings attached.

So since our demon not-so-much friends seem to have something on the radar I thought I'd convene a meeting of the unofficial Hey We Do Some Useful Magic Stuff club. Which I am now forming. So!

People who do magic: Meet down in the lobby at 8pm tonight ready to work some protection spells.

People who want to be prepared: Come down to the lobby and I, and maybe other witchy types, will be there to put protection spells on you, make you hex bags, whatever we can all think up.

People who like books: Library, until then, researching spells and general demons and the number seven stuff?

Maybe it won't do much good, but I feel better making at least some vague stabby motion at the being prepared. So, um, yes, hopefully some of you will want to come!

Fire users.

There has to be more than me and the mutant. Anyone who can control the element of fire, or is associated with it, contact me. It's been a subject of recent curiousity, as I am a fire mage adept enough to have Al'ar as a companion.

As for why I am no longer studying, Jennifer is insatiable even for a succubus is right in that the more I pour over whatever texts i've managed to find they will do me no good exhausted.

So a whole new influx of morons to die for the great and noble cause.

Do you people realise you can just...not fight?

He's going to win you know. No two ways about it.

This world is so very strange, yet I see people are still way too touchy-feely. What is it with people and their constant need to touch?