Fine, we need another hiding place. Do you think they will notice extra bodies in the coffins? Or maybe we can smuggle them into a sausage-packing company, I hear they accept everything...

What did uncle Sweeny say?

Djinni: If he can't take it, he's not worthy.

Yes, they did TOO good of a job of welcoming me to the community... This talk of "corpses", "coffins", and "cookies" is all very fascinating. If you ever need to dispose of a body give it to me. I'll split it between me and my imps. We're all VERY, VU-HUH-HUH-ERRRRRY HUNGRY! THE FLESH... I NEED THE FLESH!

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*munch munch* ... *coughs* Sorry about that... sometimes I just get carried away and have to go hunting. The taste/feel of their vessels popping, skin ripping, and muscles tearing is just too good! Mmm... my essence is so satisfied.

come on! see, evillaugh and Aggron?! You spoiled him! he's so bloodthirsty...

Yeah! And you're next in line Djinni! As for the hiding place, I doubt the sausage-packing company will take the bones. I've spoken to uncle Todd about the bodies, he didn't want our victims, he said they were too "dry". And uncle Sweeney is dead a long time ago, it's his grandson, Henry, who inherited his business now, my father knows him since they were in elementary school.

Oh, sorry, my mistake, I don't really keep up with current event, too much to ki- er- do.

Well, I know some african smugglers who can take the bones. If not them, there's that brazilian witch I know... If you find the right sausage-packing company, let me know.

Djinni: So what? T'is the way of the world. Besides, you'll join in soon enough, don't you worry.

In being bloodthirsty? I'm afraid you're right. I can already feel the hunger for human flesh and your cookies...

That's allright, everybody can eat our cookies, except vegetarians, of course...
My dad had advised me to create decorations from the bones, which seemed like a good idea. It is a good idea, for a few years. Now, if I stick to his idea, my shop would have shrines made of bones on the front yard, with a main building rivaling the Capela dos Ossos in Portugal

Djinni, how are you the first to get that name? And where's Afrit, Madrid, Foliot, and Imp?

You know, we could try and create another boneglass like the one from Lockwood, that would be fun!

For the vegetarians, I have ipecac and cocaine-laced cookies, which I can only advise.

Guess what happened to them...

evillaugh wrote:You know, we could try and create another boneglass like the one from Lockwood, that would be fun!

For the vegetarians, I have ipecac and cocaine-laced cookies, which I can only advise.

Guess what happened to them...

They join the bloodthirsies? They become as evil and stupid as an imp?

No. Imp, Foliot, and Afrit got eaten. I think Marid fled to the terrible land of sanity.

SANITY?!? *enter string of naughty words here* What complete and utter filth! Sanity, pfft... please.

Don't worry. i've lost mine a long, long time ago and can't remember what it was like. Dreadfully dull, probably.

'Not one of us' (lion king) is probably how I would describe those pityful creatures.

No, no. Marid is here helping me baking my cookies, I saw him wandering off the street the other day, and asked him to work for me. He's trying to figure a good recipe of eyeball-beer, now, I think

Oh, good, I was worried there for a moment. I would love to try some of that beer, if he figures out the recipe.
How did you pick him up so easily? Nobody interesting ever comes to my business. :(

Zephandrypus wrote:Djinni, how are you the first to get that name? And where's Afrit, Madrid, Foliot, and Imp?

I know, right? It seemed pretty obvious to me that this name would be taken. But here I am, and I've never heard about any Imps, Foliots, Afrits etc.

A life of sanity is not much of a fun life. Getting money in normal ways, instead of theft and a black market of human body parts. Killing people via fist or gun instead of with tooth and nail. Doing work yourself instead of having an army of imps and slaves do it for you. Spending your life outside of the basement instead of staying in eternal darkness. Etcetera, etcetera.