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[sad_axe_dreamer]

i have finished dyeing my wardrobe black, and my skin is already resisting the rough kiss of the sun from all my staying indoors. i think it looks quite becoming i think i look more in touch with my dark side. especially the eyeliner, you can't ever have too muchthusly, i am adding on a new name to signify the rebirthing of me once again: hector

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[thelostsamurai]

YOU MEAN MY KITTEN DIED!?

I- I...

*starts bawling...*

I-If I had o-only b-been a t-true swordmaster...

[sad_axe_dreamer]

guy, envy the kitten. the kitten knows no suffering. the kitten knows no longer the hot salty tears like miserable oceans running down your youthful cheeks.

so much unhappiness in one so young.

however, your kitten is probably not dead. i was writing only about a metaphor. even my words are not powerful enough to actually kill kittens. though they may kill your inner kitten.

[thelostsamurai]

Huh? Oh...

I d-don't eat k-kittens so I won't have an inner kitten. Thanks for telling me that my kitten is alive. I-It b-brings HAPPINESS!

[etrurian_healer]

Guy, I do think it would be best if you just ignored this poem. It effects you personally, and even though Navarre is alright you still should...ah...steer clear of this Hector for a while.

[thelostsamurai]

Oh, ok. M-m-m-m-my c-crying w-wass~ mak-king Navvare s-sad anyway.

[etrurian_healer]

Aww poor thing...*offers a handkerchief*