Thread:Flamebiplane/@comment-28718853-20171204222456/@comment-26288702-20171209074449

Did someone glitter my cape? Nooooo, Jester. I just realized you're still here, mocking me with your insignificant banter and premature ideology. Now I know your mortal coil will beckon you to retaliate with some kind of precision insult, but let me save you the trouble. You mask fetish having fool. You, like all, die. You will draw your last breath at one point or another. That is where I laugh.

My death is chosen by my hands, for I can not die. Unless I want to. You, you will die when fate deems it so. Sad. To be shackled by a primordial force you can't even see.

You need not worry nor be angry, I will be gone... long before you. My time, is up. Good night, mortal stains.

(Seriously though, it's been fun you guys. I've enjoyed RPing with all of you and I hope your stories get better. But I've finished my final plots and I'm ready to end my story whenever Hound is ready to finish it.)