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[redheaded_demon]

You know me. I'm all about sex, booze, fighting, work/killing, and electricity. Pretty shallow. If you haven't figured out by now that I talk about things that offend the faint of heart, you're a fucking idiot and shouldn't be listening to me in the first place, yo. There's pretty much only two people that I'll tone myself down for, and that's the

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[thewolf_inside]

The smell that bothers me is burning skin. Human skin just doesn't smell that same as say, chicken skin, when burning.

Other than that... we used to eat them raw.

[redheaded_demon]

Smells a bit more like pork to me. Still not the same, but a better comparison.

Raw, hm? Don't think my digestive system would take kindly to me ingesting much raw human flesh. Still under firm belief I, myself, wouldn't taste too nice raw, either.

[thewolf_inside]

Werewolf custom. Eat the dead or soon to be dead to keep their power and spirits part of the pack.

It's all meat in wolf form.

[redheaded_demon]

Hm. Well that makes sense... in a way.

You've got a point there. Meat is meat. However, lacking in the wolf form, I think I'll settle for a more... Lecter way of handling the situation, should I ever find myself in it, z'to.

[thewolf_inside]

Cooked over an open flame with a decent sauce?

[redheaded_demon]

Of course! And maybe served to company, if they'd appreciate it. Or I'm feeling really fucked in the head that day and considering my mood as of late, I'd probably make a point of inviting company.

[thewolf_inside]

Oh, definately served to company. With some roasted vegetables and a good beer.

Then afterwards, you mention how good 'Joe' tasted. Just to see who goes running for the bathroom first.

[redheaded_demon]

*dry laugh* Sounds like something worth trying. I wonder if anyone's free soon.

[thewolf_inside]

Who's dinner?

[redheaded_demon]

Good question. I can think of one person I'd like offed in short order, but he'd be more fun to serve to. Unfortunately, I'm not so sure he'd even be fazed. He's sicker than I am half the time.

*contemplates* Now then... who would taste best...