DualJay

It'll probably be tonight.

There may be a chapter tonight, and if not, almost certainly tomorrow.

Kill him, Rammite. Kill him now.

WARNING FELL SORCERY DETECTED ACTIVATE FALLOUT PROTOCOLS

*checks off coercion I'll rep you four times.

Delete or be banned.

I'm sorry but I am not allowed to say when I am or am not advocating. I've always wondered this.

What if the bigots are right?

gibe logik plz Fair enough...

Hey, at least I'm honest about it. My money is on it soon taking more courage to say that you think homosexuality is a sin than it will to "come out".

The scary thing it that is exactly what I was afraid of and I'm not sure. Because it can be posted in their so I might go into "Your view on homosexuality" or whatever and gey but secks.

I agree with this. I mean, get a quicktopic, guys. Seriously, I'm not gonna risk going into that forum, despite the fact I wanna participate in some of the discussions.

I don't wanna see all that... But I do wanna see those. WHAT DO

I swore to myself I'd use it at least once.

Book 1 Part 1 Chapter 6 [spoiler2] Office of Dual & Cube’s Supernatural Consulting “It’s okay, I understand what you’re going through.” It was late at night, and Cube was still in the office, comforting Cavera. She had clearly been crying. “It’s just, I don’t want to do it. But, I haven’t really got a choice. I mean, I was, like, homeless and hopeless, and I was working as a pros-” “It’s okay, you feel grateful to Munda for giving you a chance at making a living, even though it was dishonest.” He was referring to Stanley Munda, the suit-wearing, shotgun-wielding Don of SPUF. “But you don’t owe him anything - you can retire. I can protect you.” “I know, but...” She trailed off and leaned her head on Octavius’s shoulder. He reached out a brushed a lock of her hair from her eyes. She smiled, in a sad, lonely sort of one. Octavius pulled her close and- Someone coughed. Octavius looked around wildly. After passing over without seeing him twice, he noticed Jay, blending in with the walls of the dim room. “Dammit, Dual! A little privacy?” “Get a room. Away from here.” “I pay half the rent.” “I’m having a guest.” “Have him at your house, wherever that is.” Cube was irritated, mostly because he wasn’t sure how long Jay had been standing here. “I haven’t got a house.” “Bull.” “Seriously, you don’t want to meet the guest, he’s not exactly very friendly.” Jay stiffened. “He’s here, get out the back door. Now.” Cube felt a cold breath on his back, and jumped. Nobody was there, but he felt something foul. Something wicked this way comes. The voice came out of the darkness. It whispered from right next to Octavius’s ear. It crawled up his spine and twitched along his fingers. A tall, slender form appeared in the room. Try as he might, Octavius couldn’t focus on it. “Jay, what is that thing?” He put himself between it and Cavera. “My guest. Out.” The pair complied. ************************** Unknown Laboratory The newly-created fester that had once been Christ Metler was motionless, the minute amounts of glowing yet colorless liquid being pumped out it’s body shedding light over the miserable being. The black-clad man rested his hand on a vial of the fluid. This was it. What he’d worked for for so long. He would be well-rewarded for this. But first, he had to test it. He prepared the first injection, and turned to Brendan Beckman’s motionless body. The black-clad man grinned inside. ************************** Streets of SPUF City Max Michaelis fidgeted. “Look, Mr Munda. I’ve been having, umm, trouble using magic lately.” “Trouble? What seems to be the problem?” Stanley had the concerned-father-figure down pat. “I can’t use magic. At all. Just a fizzle. Not even cantrips.” Max swallowed, afraid of what Munda would do with a useless mage. “Why not?” The mask of kind concern slipped, showing his irritation. “I don’t know. I just don’t know. B-but, I’m sure, given some time, I can figure it out!” “You’d better.” ************************** Unknown Laboratory Snip, snip. Stitch, stitch, stitch, sever, done! The black clad man looked down on his work. An experiment using the bodies of multiple nobodies, people that wouldn’t be missed. And a tiny injection, his first test of the new chemical. Now, to wake it. He flipped a switch, and thousands of volts of electricity went coursing through the freak’s body. It stood. The black-clad man grinned inside. ************************** Cavera’s Apartment The door squeaked slightly - she’d have to get it oiled - as Cavera stepped into her rather posh apartment. The first thing she saw stopped her dead in her tracks. Lying on the ground was the corpse of Rex “King” Ichor, brutally mutated. Written on the wall, in his blood, were five words: YOU CAN’T RUN FROM HEAVEN. That wouldn’t stop her from trying.[/spoiler2] Also, next chapter: there will be blood.

So yeah New chapter tonight, maybe tomorrow morning.

It started displaying weird on my PC.

It got re-added recently.

Buying limbless, toothless., twelve-year-old sex slaves?

I was forced to Urban Dictionary it. Please tell me it's number 2.

Ok, will someone tell me what lolita is? No, I'm not googling it.

I'm sure I don't want anybody to find out.