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[dream_departed]

"As homework for school my class had to write our obituaries. Here is mine. It made me wonder: what kind of thing would you want mentioned in your obituary?"

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[hypnopolitico]

"Nyarlethole, Grand Archtyrant of the Multiverse. Died in awesome explosion at age X, where X is a very large number. Survived by countless weeping concubines and ambitious heirs, one of whom was responsible for said awesome explosion.

Services will be held in over 3,000 cities. Attendance is mandatory."

[dream_departed]

She giggles.

"I'm sorry. I have to ask, do you have either concubines or heirs?"

[hypnopolitico]

"Well, not yet. Um, you busy Friday?"

[hypnopolitico]

((Note: It's hard to get at Nyarl's age, but he sounds over forty. Eeergh.))

[dream_departed]

She smiles.

"Yes, I am. I'm seeing someone."

[hypnopolitico]

"Yowza. This is awkward. Now I've got to send gaunt scythe-wielding things to kill him in the night."

He mutters to himself.

"As soon as I find them. Minions, minions, where the %@#%$ are my minions?"