Alucard☦༢2

[bloodarthsis]

I̧̖͕̓̓́n̢̤̺͖̗̤͙̼̻̯ͯ̇ ͕̞̩̱͔͆̽͊ͮ̃̑͟͜t̘͍͍̙̩̣̝̳͐̏͊ͬͣ͛͢ĥ̴̶͔̰̭̪̜ͥ̂̾e͐̋̎ͦͥ̂҉̻̼̲̰̞̫̝͉ ̈͛͐͐̏҉̧̣̜̳̤̘̭͖̺͇e̽ͪͬͭ҉̀҉̩̺̯n̡̠̱̤̝̣̯̅͆̆ͣ͊̈́̃͢͜ḋ͕͎̘̜͈̠̥̓̾́̇̄ͥ͞,̱̞̙͌́ ̪̦̙̺̙ͣ͋̄̊ͩ͐ͤă̸̪͓̪̺̼̠ͮ̾͑͡ḽ̙̙͓̰̙̳̮̓͛͐ͣ͂̆͊ͫ̑ļ͇̟̄ͯ̒̅͝ ̣̯̗͓̼̹͂́ͧ̋ͧ̃͒̿n̞̬̯̩̟͐̄e̮͐ͣ̅̚͜͜͞g̩̪͓̋́́̕o̳͇̠̤̟͌ţ̖͖͎͒̈́ͫ̄͑ͩ͞iͪͦ҉̡͙̹͔a͋̔͑̔͆͏̳͖̬̜̙͠ť̛̺̟̬̠͖ͦͬ̔̋ͣi̢͖͓̗͍͇̖ͩͥͭ͑̈́̚ȯ̡͎̦̱͑ñ̜͎̟͇̯ͣ͒͆̅̓͟͠ṣ̩̹͇͇̝̻̍́ͪ͐͐͐ͮ͐̑͘

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[ridokulous]

Who's negotiating?

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[bloodarthsis]

Guess.

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[ridokulous]

Hm, well it certainly isn't me. Perhaps it's Father Anderson?

Oh, that's right...

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[bloodarthsis]

A pity that he's dead because I would gladly argue with him than you.

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[ridokulous]

He always did have a better tolerance for you than I could ever muster.

A pity indeed.

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[bloodarthsis]

And you always did have a better tolerance for Schrodinger that I could ever muster, hmn.

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[ridokulous]

Now we both know that's a lie.

Fucking cat.

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[bloodarthsis]

You created him, I would imagine that you would have had a better tolerance for the cat. A pity. You would have made a horrible father.

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[ridokulous]

Just because I created him doesn't mean that I could stand him. I was commissioned -- no, ordered -- to produce that little furball. If I'd had my way, our secret weapon would have just been mass amounts of donuts to keep Major's mind off of war altogether.

[Although, wow that last part strikes him and he has no idea why.]

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[bloodarthsis]

Like a father who beats and neglects his children, hmn?

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[ridokulous]

He was never my child, so I wouldn't know a thing about that.

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[bloodarthsis]

Of course.