[Voice] [Backdated to The Party]

[myhairisflames]

[The comm clicks on and in the background, you can hear the party at Sergei's is in full swing. Hades clears his voice before...]

Attention people. Stop worrying your silly little heads off every little Peloponnesian minute . My hair is flames. Get over it.

Comments

[teethofneedles]

Might wanna get that looked at.

[myhairisflames]

...

I'm going to have fun collecting your soul, aren't I?

[teethofneedles]

You mean the black, twisted thing that powers my shriveled corpse of a body? Gonna have to fight me for it first, firecrotch. Didn't break free of the Lich King just to lose it to some flamehead.

[myhairisflames]

You're undead?

[Now he's intrigued, just a little. Until...]

FIRECROTCH?!

[teethofneedles]

Yeah, I'm undead.

[Snickersnickersnicker.]

Hey, you said your hair was fire. I'm just connectin' the dots.

[myhairisflames]

You can't be a firecrotch if there's no hair down there...

[teethofneedles]

Point taken.

[Still snickering.]

[myhairisflames]

So.. how long have you been living impaired?

[teethofneedles]

Six or seven years now. Give or take.

Why?

[myhairisflames]

Just curious.

[Sluuuuuurp.]