[ Once the SFC flickers on, the foreboding visage of the Phantasmal Harlequin pops into view. A wicked grin settles upon Kefka's face as he reclines within the modern luxury of his apartment. Not a single flicker of light shines within his handsome abode, but Kefka's stark-white face is quite noticeable even within the oppressive darkness. Dressed
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Shut up, you useless meathead! Gods are all-knowing, but these morons are limiting my powers here!
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And it's Christmas.
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Yeah right! My holiday would be better than yours! Instead of my worshipers making snow men and kissing under gysahl greens, they would be destroying the world!
Nothing can top that, not even jolly old Saint Nickolas.
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Who'd wanna celebrate the world being destroyed!? Nobody, that's who!
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Since when did you speak for the ENTIRE population? Not everyone wants to linger about in futility day in and day out!
Life itself is nothing more than a nuisance. Destruction is much more appealing!
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I was talking to another about this coming holiday. We're going to observe it. There is something about a poisonous plant that people have to kiss under.
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Celes~! You're all grown up again! Oh, goody! I was wondering where you went.
[He suddenly pauses once she mentioned the poisonous plant.]
Poison? Where? I want it! Give it to me! I want the plant!
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...no poison. [That was the reason why she split off from the Empire in the first place. Now she's wondering if she should send out a warning to everyone. Hand up resting on her forehead.]
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Aw, why not!? I promise not to pull another Doma~
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My, my! You certainly look ravishing today, dear friend.
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Do you really think so?
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But of course! You're a rather fetching young woman, one that shouldn't have any trouble finding a suitor or two.
I trust the day has been quite pleasant for you, Sir Hellsing.
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