Syn Has A Brain Disorder

You Know, I Met A Wise Man Centuries Ago In China Who Said To Me, ‘he Who Lets Fear Rule Him, Has Fear For A Master. (acheron) Confucius? (talon) No, Minh-quan. He Was A Fisherman Who Used To Sell What I’m Told Was The Best Zong Zi Ever Made. (acheron)

Look, I Don’t Care What The Ooga-boogas Do. It Sounds Like They Need A Family Counselor, Not A Sniper. (steele) They’re Not Ooga-boogas, They’re Uhbukistanis. (syd) Whatever. My Personal Belief Is That We Should Leave Ooga-booga Land To The Oomp-loompas. Let Them Fight It Out With The Snozzwangers, Wangdoogles, And The Mean Vermicious Knids. I’d Rather Go Peal Carrots With A Spoon. (steele)

She’s Been Hanging Out With Nick.” – Acheron “nick? As In I-hate-your-guts-ash-go-die Nick?” – Tory

No, It Was The Brutal Loss Of His Family That Haunted Him And For That Nykyrian Couldn’t Fault Him At All. Syn Had Been Put Through A Meat Grinder By Life. The Fact That Man Could Still Get Up And Make It Through A Day Without Blowing His Brains Out Amazed Him.’ (nykyrian)

Well, Lord Debonair And Lady Lethal, If We Can Have A Minute Of Your Time, We Do Have A Psycho To Hunt. (allen) (jess Glared Over His Shoulder At Allen, But Before He Could Comment, Syra Shot Another Bolt From Her Crossbow. Allen Went Flying And Landed Flat On His Back In The Snow. Syra Walked Over To Him And Stared Down.) I Don’t Particularly Like Squires And I Really Hate The Blood Rites. So Save Yourself Some Pain And Don’t Speak To Me Again. (syra)