heh nice.

I had this whole idea about you getting killed off, but I got lazy and I am at work

Pretty pretty princess?

O_o I finally got to be all powerful. Nyla, I condemn you to a life of doing the death sequences which make me look cool.

Bah. Erion was in that, and he's dead.

Why wasn't I in it? I'm dead!

Because you don't deserve to be in it.

Yeah, well.

You smell.

*gasp*

You need to see a doctor. There's obviously something wrong with your nose.

Oh and *poke Soll*. Hurry up and post. I want to know if my guesses were right. *nag*

I dont know what you are talking about. You are in there.

Sure. I'll post.



















As soon as I get some PM's. IT'S NIGHT, DAMNIT. PM ME.

We are all dead... remember? blame the soulless.

Or you could just end the night without anyone getting killed

*liches*

Nyla's real death sentence

The Chambers of the Pantheon
Yeah, everything's real sparkly and god-like in here. Pretty atypical of the Elders, it's likewise splattered with copious amounts of pornography.. and, uhm, the by-products of pornography. Shiri, the asexual robot is here. He wields a keyboard in his left hand and the Hammer of /hijack in his right. Nyla, the Soulless is here. He wields the skull of Erion in his left hand and a deflated condom in the right. Supreme Lord of Obiquitousness, Soll is here, surrounded by a miasma of wailing souls. He wields the Scythe of Pwn in both hands. The soul of Jack roams the land, bodiless and pissed-off. Summer, the other Soulless is here. She wields the ribcage of Erion in her left hand and an oversized mallet in the right.

Shiri, the asexual robot says, "So, uhm, who's getting their ass kicked?"

Supreme Lord of Ubiqutiousness, Soll, smiles and says, "Guess."

Summer, the other Soulless bonks Soll on the head with her mallet.

Soll narrows his eyes at Summer in an unnerving manner.

Supreme Lord of Ubiqutiousness, Soll, frowns and says, "That's it. No more sex toys for you!"

Raising His scythe high in the air, Soll swings it round in an arc, cleanly cutting Nyla in two.

Then, for good measure, He hacks at the remains until nothing but the condom remains.

The soul of Jack says, "Wewt!"

A ribcage? Eww, jeez. I think I very much prefer Nyla's version

<- Uses said mallet on you.

Summer told you to leave the Mugwumps alone, but did you listen??? NOOOOO

Hey, you're the frog-molesting pervert, not me.

*prod Soll* Post already? *hopes*

*strum* I'll go nudge everyone. *mutter*

Oooh ooh... If the soulless don't vote... kill them off.