Saint dans les Ténèbres
@hereticalPolymath
Je suis le héraut.
Hm. Somehow did not expect this one.
I am being cuddled by the raging sun monster (aka Firefly, aka Lightbringer). Genuinely I could not have foreseen this I was the Oracle at Delphi herself.
Firefly has spent the whole day throwing me dirty looks. It is quite a bit more than a little funny.
Not so much a lie as a half truth I suppose. If one wants to qualify going from just above lukewarm to steaming as "a few degrees hotter".
Rairikion is boiling the coffee in his mug. As the kids say. Womp womp. I will be back later once he has calmed down some.
He will not post it. And as loathe as I generally am to show my face, to spite is my favorite hobby. A photograph taken by my dearest knight of myself and my compatriot, @incandescentVisionary
Active embodiment as a general ability can be a nuisance.
In other, more exciting news. I enraged my counterpart so dreadfully over the course of our most recent game (I will admit, I cheated) that he burned a hole in the carpet and scorched the chair he was sitting in. Fascinating stuff.
You should consider yourself lucky I didn't blind you by accident, wretch.
Ah, damn. He doesn't want to play chess now. Because he found out why I was calling him hey you. He offered me no clarity, by the way.
Perhaps you should use the brain I know you have, Harold.
I have yet to figure out if he wants me to call him by his given name, or his title, or what. I have instead taken to calling out "Hey, You" whenever I need his attention on something.
The lord of this universe does not like me very much. I think it is because we are, unfortunately, very alike.
Well there's no need to be rude.
It seems my time in the Farthest Ring may be at an end? We shall see. I agree to nothing until I know more.
Now this is interesting.
Hahaha ha Haha ha.
And here I thought the Lord of my session was salacious. Good heavens.
To be perfectly fucking clear I am the Lord of my session.
Unbelievable. I am busy, Joseph.
Ugh. I am trying to watch a tragedy unfold through the void and he is on the timeline humilating a skeletonized me.
Oh look at that. The Reaper makes a move.
. Okay. I have returned to my normal state. At the very least I no longer feel the need to rip him to bits and little pieces with my teeth.
I want to sink my teeth into his throat and bite and bite and bite and bite.