Feb 28, 2009 22:25
Killer, I believe you win our contest of strength by default. I'm afraid I lost count of my own tally around 30. However, I maintain that the bigger ones should have counted for more.
My sister's spear has been returned to me. By whom, I have no idea, but let them be glad that my rage has subsided. I do not wish to hunt for them now, after nearly three days of slaying monsters without end.
...Begone, little bird! I have not seen you since being brought here, and I do not wish to see you again!
ooc: [In canon, Gwendolyn often sees a small bluebird the same color as her wings that mocks her insecurities and causes her to doubt her path and decisions. After eating the LSD fruit, it decided to pop in and say hello. :D]
that fruit probably wasn't good,
yaaaay my spear,
damn you little bird