Oct 16, 2025
" You know....I'm starting to like Hell. You know that yearly Extermination limit? There's no rules here, baby.
I can do an Extermination every fucking day. I'm calling it...The Purge. It's gonna be fucking awesome!"
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" You know....I'm starting to like Hell. You know that yearly Extermination limit? There's no rules here, baby.
I can do an Extermination every fucking day. I'm calling it...The Purge. It's gonna be fucking awesome!"
"Mac and cheese with ketchup are the best pizza toppings ever. No one can tell me other wise"
Stands there.
Threateningly.
" Who the fuck sent me a birthday invite....TO MY OWN BIRTHDAY?!"
Adam had been oddly quiet for once. Sera's visit earlier....he had heard everything his former boss had to say about him.
And how Heaven really did erase him completely. And now....he was going go lose his girls and he couldn't save them!
He was powerless.....and in a sudden rage, he punched a building down around him.
Fuck Sera, fuck Heaven, fuck the angels that made him! FUCK THEM ALL!
"...Felix too,huh?" She writes it down...then looks around.
It's Macaroni night at the Noodle shop. No, it doesn't quite make sense unless you know.
They heard you liked noodles in your noodles so they got you more noodles.
She's enjoying her monstrosity of a mac n cheese bowl (jalepenos, pickles, and what looks to have the consistency of nacho cheese). Let the sewer rat have some carbs, alright?
And she's people watching. Without watching directly. But she is definitely watching the older woman behind the counter as she stirs a pot with more noodles. The older woman pays her no mind, but Clarissa seems to be focused on her like a puzzle. It's a telepathic negotiation about doing the dishes as repayment for the disaster of a mac bowl.
2 hours. I know Natalie didn't even offer yesterday. 1 hour. That John boy will want you back home soon enough. 1 point 75 hours. It's too damn good for just 1 hour, Janet. You spoil us. 1 and half. Fine. Jiāoyì! Oh, smart girl is practicing, huh? For that boy you like? Maybe.
" I may be old but I still get more bitches than you do."