None of you are real. You are all figments of a warped mind desperately clinging to the last straws of normality just before the gaping chasm from all things unspeakable spawn swallows it like a sort of...
...what was I going on about again? Oh, yes! You don't exist! But you amuse me, so I indulge you.. or me, since you are all just figments my imagination anyway.
Hmm... I wonder if my boiling cauldron of a mind can cook up some virgins this time...
- SiriuzGray
(Warlock : I hope you weren't literal about 'cooking' the virgins. Talk about weird 'appetites' :p ) |
