A plea for help.

[occultbishie]

Something really fucked up happened, and Mahaado-sensei said that perhaps one of you can help, Pharaohs. I really need this goddamn necklace off, and if someone doesn't banish it, I'm going to lock myself in my soul room forever and let my ka take my place, because it's better than living with the betrayal I've been through. Banishings don't work,

Comments

[imurlilbuttafly]

Oh...you sound so sad... Um, I'm not too good at giving advice like Miss Anzu is, but... I guess you could always sell it to someone? Or um...just break the chain or something?

[occultbishie]

It's made of magic! I need the fucking Pharaohs!

[qu33nofthi3v3s]

Ahh, yes . . . you need the Pharaoh(s) because they, of course, are the only ones who can read said dead language or help you.

Good luck kid. With the goody two-shoes blind Priest trying to help, and now either Pharaoh . . . you're as good as already in hell.

[occultbishie]

I don't wanna be in hell! But sensei can't help, he's just like the other Mahaados! And I hate him!

[bewd_master]

There's no such thing as magic. I think that you're psychologically telling yourself that it can't come off.

[occultbishie]

Go to hell. There is magic, and you're an ass, and at least my brother doesn't hit on me and do drugs!

[bewd_master]

My brother doesn't do drugs or hit on me either. I may take out a restraining order on that green haired freak though.

And only a fool believes in magic

[occultbishie]

You can't take a restraining order out on your brother! That's fucked up. And even if you're a jerk, you should be caring enough to make him go to rehab or something.

[rainbowsnfudge]

Stop whining you wuss!

[occultbishie]

Go to hell, midget!