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| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Dave is sitting, face-down on a desk. Mike and Marsha are present]]
/ Mike: Way to go, Dave. Just when Dover was about to surrender to my superior intellect and crushing arguments...
/ Dave: *sob* What's the point? I'm flunking and losing my scholorship.
/ Mike: Aw, we're not flunking. I'll find a way.
/ Dave: You don't know Dover like I do. He's ruthless.
/ Mike: Yeah, but compared to my mother, he's a fluffy bunny.
/ Dave: Yeah, a fluffy bunny with a switchblade. / Marsha: I have faith in you. I think we should go home and rethink our strategy.
/ Mike: Yeah, I agree. Three or four times, maybe.
/ Marsha: Remember we need to go to the drugstore.
/ Dave: No one is having a worse day than me.
/ Mike: AND the hardware store.
/ Dave: NO ONE... / [[Margaret is walking through a dimly red-lit cave]] http://crfh.net/d/20050203.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Margaret falls face-down in the woods]]
/ < http://crfh.net/d/20050204.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Margaret is lying on her back in the woods, talking to a snake]]
/ Satan Snake: You know, Margaret, you could have saved yourself a lot of time. There are plenty of tall buildings, poison, weapons...
/ Margaret: Never by my own hand, snake. I'll let God judge my life, but I'm not giving you my soul in a silver tray.
/ Satan Snake: Sss. Heh. Well, there will be plenty of time for you to curse your Judge later.
/ Margaret: Think I believe you own my soul?
/ Margaret: You're a pretty pathetic liar. / Satan Snake: I don't lie, Margaret. I don't need to.
/ Margaret: When you told me you could save Dave if I made a deal with you...
/ Margaret: ... you were lying. My friends were on the way. You just saw the chance of taking the credit. But you were lying. You couldn't save him.
/ Satan Snake: I'm the Prince of this World. I can do anything.
/ Margaret: Then save ME. If I'm so important to you, save my life.
/ Margaret: Either you can't, or you don't want to. Either way I WIN. http://crfh.net/d/20050207.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Margaret is lying, dying, in the woods, talking to a snake. Margaret has her hand wrapped around the snake's neck.]]
/ Satan Snake: Sure, I can save your life. But there's no such thing as a free lunch...
/ Margaret: I'm not asking you, I'm *daring* you to do it.
/ Satan Snake: Nice trick. Sorry, no go.
/ Margaret: No? Then do the opposite. Kill me. I dare you.
/ Satan Snake: Why bother? You'll be gone really soon anyway.
/ Margaret: So you can't do anything. You just talk.
/ Satan Snake: Don't push your luck. Your friends might pay for your words.
/ Margaret: What friends? I have nothing and no one. I have left the world behind me.
/ Margaret: I am a true... warrior... / Satan Snake: You're just a dying person. And you have won nothing. Soon you'll be a happy meal for maggots.
/ Margaret: It was true... there is great clarity in death...
/ Satan Snake: No. There's only darkeness. Ashes and dust. It's all the same in the end.
/ Margaret: I can feel your joy, snake... you never needed me. It was all a trick. It was all a... LIE...
/ Satan Snake: Ssss. Who was the liar?
/ Satan Snake: And pride? It's a Deadly Sin. Your soul is STILL mine, True Warrior. http://crfh.net/d/20050208.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Margaret is lying in the woods, dying, talking to a snake. Her hand is around the snake's neck]]
/ Satan Snake: You know, it is not so bad. You'll see them again. Your mother and father.
/ Margaret: Mom. Daddy.
/ Satan Snake: And Jerry, and Trish... Rachel and Andy...
/ Margaret: I miss them. So MUCH.
/ Satan Snake: I know. But it's easy. Let it go. Close your eyes. / [[Margaret's eyes are pressed shut tight as she screams...]]
/ Margaret: ROGER! Roger, get your ass down here and SAVE ME!!!
/ Satan Snake: Sssss... not very dignifying...
/ Margaret: HELP! / [[Roger, as werecoyote, elsewhere, hears her cry]]
/ Margaret: [[off-panel]] I'm sorry! I've been an idiot! Please, help me, I don't want to die!
/ Roger: If it isn't the cavemate from Hell... http://crfh.net/d/20050209.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Dave is carrying a pillow. Mike is carrying a cardboard box]]
/ Dave: Going to bed and staying there forever.
/ Mike: WHAT? But we just got home!
/ Dave: Should have done it much earlier. Like, yesterday.
/ Mike: Bububut! BUT, Dave! Didn't your father tell you about the birds and the bees?
/ Dave: What, that you have to keep your mouth shut when parachuting? / Mike: No, that if you stand in the way of your fellow male's nookie, you'll find bees and birds in your underwear.
/ Dave: Mike, remember when you glued me to the toilet and left for class?
/ Mike: I remember you have NO sense of humor.
/ Dave: You owe me one.
/ Mike: Yeah? Well, THIS counts for two. / [[Mike is carrying the cardboard box to April's apartment. He's wearing a brown cowboy hat and pink fuzzy handcuffs]]
/ Mike: HEY Sheriff, I'm here to turn myself IN! http://crfh.net/d/20050211.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Mike is carrying a box at the door of April & Marsha's apartment. He's wearing a brown cowboy hat and pink fuzzy handcuffs. April is at the door. Mike pushes the hat back over his eyes so he can see]]
/ Mike: Ugh. Um, it's you. Eh, Marsha...?
/ April: Inside.
/ Mike: Uh, yeah. Are you gonna let me in?
/ April: I said yes. All the way in.
/ Mike: ... riiight. / [[April lets Mike inside. Marsha is also wearing a cowboy hat. She wears a leather blouse]]
/ Marsha: Howdy pardner! But I thought we were meeting at the OK corral!
/ Mike: Change of plans! Doc Holliday was shot, and he decided he wanted to die alone.
/ Marsha: Aaaw. Well, I guess we'll be using my bedroom for a while. You don't mind, do you, April? / April: [[making strangling gestures]] Sure, Mike-and-Marsha! i don't mind! I don't mind at ALL! Hear me? I don't mind in the slightest, xlempafroggin' BIT! / [[April has stormed out]]
/ Mike: Heh! Imagine if she DID mind.
/ Marsha: Mmh. Well, I suppose she'll have to get used to it.
/ Mike: I say we should get naked already. I don't think we're safe wearing any kind of flammable clothes... http://crfh.net/d/20050212.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Mike and Marsha are in bed together]]
/ Marsha: Heh. You know, Mike, if it wasn't you, I would never believe so many things could happen to someone...
/ Mike: Pfft. Yeah, ain't it grand being me. Well, right now it IS, but...
/ Marsha: One would think you'd stop drinking forever.
/ Mike: Naw, I just need to find better drinking companions. / Mike: Want to hear something REALLY silly?
/ Marsha: Sure, what?
/ Mike: When I was running for my life and dodging bullets, all I could think about was that I needed to come back, just so I could ask you to marry me.
/ Marsha: Heh! Silly, indeed... as if we didn't have all the time in the world! / Mike: Yeah...
/ Mike: [[worried]] Exactly. http://crfh.net/d/20050214.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Mike and Marsha are in bed together]]
/ Mike: Marshmallow, you know I'd eat molten lead for you...
/ Marsha: And you have!
/ Mike: And I have. And I am glad you worked out your differences with April, but please, don't ask me to be her friend.
/ Marsha: I know I can't do that, Mike. But she's your neighbor, and my roomie. Can you try to be polite? / Mike: I can try. If I had to be nice, I suppose she could wake up in a harem somewhere.
/ Marsha: I'll settle for politeness.
/ Mike: But it WOULD be nice! She wouldn't have to worry about finding a husband. And I hear they pay for the breast implants, and stuff.
/ Marsha: Don't try too hard, Mike. You're scary when you do... http://crfh.net/d/20050215.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | Dave: [[off-panel]] I am SO pathetic... yeah, talking to myself is one thing, but this...
/ Mike: < http://crfh.net/d/20050216.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Dave is clutching a pillow in front of himself, blushing]]
/ Dave: HEY! Do you mind??? I'm in the middle of something, HERE!
/ Mike: Or the other way around...
/ Dave: Bit of privacy, please? I'll uh... be done fairly quickly! Shoo!
/ Mike: Heh! Need some help, perhaps?
/ Dave: What THE...? Uh, NO! / [[Mike reaches down between Dave and the pillow]]
/ Mike: Tell you what, I don't think it's healthy to have so much fun by yourself. Friends don't let other friends go blind...
/ Dave: UGH! Wait! Wait, are you CRAZY??? / [[Mike pulls out a cell-phone]]
/ Mike: Interesting toy. It looks JUST like my cell phone.
/ Dave: Uh... I...
/ Mike: So tell me, how much have I been paying for your romantic calls to my sister?
/ Dave: Hey, it wasn't THAT romantic, or we'd both wish we were dead... http://crfh.net/d/20050217.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | Dave: Look, I'm sorry! I saw your cell phone, and I figured I could make a little call!
/ Mike: Sure, a little call! So pay for the friggin' long distance YOURSELF!
/ Dave: You known damn well I can't afford it! Could you stop rubbing it in my face???
/ Mike: Why should *I* pay for it? Gimme just ONE good reason, Moochie! / Dave: Mike, don't be mean. Look, Margaret and Roger are gone, and April's in stabbity-mode. I just needed someone to talk to!
/ Mike: Dave, man, I am NOT sponsoring your crisis.
/ Dave: Crisis??? My soul's missing, I'm getting kicked out of college, I have an explosive tracker in my belly, I... / [[Mike tosses Dave the phone]]
/ Mike: UUGH. You win. Just use the damn cell phone and spare me your whining.
/ Dave: Really??? Cool, THANKS! Hey, don't worry, I'll only use it when I feel myself spiralling down in a hellish pit of black desperation.
/ Mike: God Almighty in the skies! Did you hear that? Did you??? http://crfh.net/d/20050218.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Flashback: April being kissed by Mike ]] / [[April wakes]]
/ April: [[thinking]] UGH. Stupid Mike.
/ April: [[thinking]] Stupid dreams...
/ April: [[thinking]] ??? / [[Paul is in bed with April]]
/ April: [[thinking]] SssTUPID!!!
/ Paul: Aw honey, don't worry! NO ONE looks good in the morning... http://crfh.net/d/20050222.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[April and Paul are getting dressed]]
/ April: Uh, Paul... about what happened last night... I hope you don't get the wrong idea.
/ Paul: Cold, April. So cold. I'm never gonna forgive you for breaking my little heart.
/ April: Look, I was angry and confused... / Paul: Heh! April, I'm just teasing. I *know* you were just trying to take Mike off your mind.
/ April: Yeah. You... you don't mind?
/ Paul: Naw! I mean, who can blame you? Because, Mike? Hunkalicious.
/ April: Uh. Thank you, Paul. For understanding.
/ Paul: I mean, if he wasn't taken, I'd CHOMP in his general direction! / Paul: Hell, it'd even be a freebie. Speaking of freebies, honey, I'm still expecting my cash...
/ April: What?
/ Paul: All right, all right. Desperation and first timer discount, and it's down to $55. That ok?
/ April: WHAT??? http://crfh.net/d/20050223.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | April: Okay. LOOK. If I *knew* we were um, conducting business... I would have been a lot MORE demanding.
/ Paul: Well, it was a working night! What did YOU think we were doing?
/ April: I have... no idea.
/ Paul: NO? Well, I do.
/ April: All right. Suppose for a minute that I don't pay you. What you gonna do, scratch my face?
/ Paul: And ruin my manicure? Nah, my pimp would have to deal with you. / [[April looks shocked as Diana enters, gleefully carrying a cat-of-nine-tails]]
/ Paul: Hey Di, we've got a live one here.
/ Diana: Heheh! All right. Paul, go to the store and get another one of these. This one's about to break.
/ Paul: Isn't that the new one?
/ Diana: Yep! http://crfh.net/d/20050224.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Dave is out walking]]
/ Dave: [[thinking]] Blue is right. If I wander around the streets a bit, my soul link *should* get me naturally closer to Chester.
/ Dave: [[thinking]] I hope he's okay, and not eating human flesh, or something... / [[April runs into frame, clutching her buttocks and shouting over her shoulder]]
/ Dave: [[thinking]] I only wonder if I'm heading in the right direction... If only there was some way to...
/ April: AAAGH! Wait! Wait! This is not fair! There was no discussion of the terms and fares! I just thought it was friendly sex! / [[Diana, waving a cat-o'-nine-tails, chases April off-panel]]
/ Diana: Come back here, I'm not done with you!
/ Diana: You got the pleasure and now you're going to get the PAIN! / [[Dave turns and follows them, grinning]]
/ Dave: [[thinking]] Hey... they were right!
/ Dave: [[thinking]] God DOES move in mysterious ways! http://crfh.net/d/20050225.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Dave is chasing after April and Diana who are presumably fighting off-screen. He's running past a wrought-iron fence, in front of an expensive-looking house]]
/ Dave: Hey, wait! What happened? Why are you girls whipping each other?
/ April: Go AWAY, Dave! Yoooow!
/ Diana: HAH! Did you like that, huh? Did ya?
/ Dave: Sorry, I can't see ladies in distress without offering help! Did I mention I am REALLY good at ointment rubbing? / < http://crfh.net/d/20050228.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Dave calls through the bars at an expensive-looking house]]
/ Dave: Chester, what are you doing in there? Come on, let's go home!
/ Dave: All right, so you can't! Stop scratching the window, I'll get you out!
/ Dave: Stupid rich people! What do they want big yards for if they won't even let their pets out? / [[Dave uses the house's intercom]]
/ Dave: Hello? May I speak to the owner of the house?
/ Dave: No, I'm not selling anything, or asking for money. Just some personal business.
/ Dave: Look, it'll only take a minute. Then I'll be on my way. Okay? / [[Dave is startled by something off-panel]]
/ Dave: YOU??? / [[A black-gloved hand zaps Dave with a taser]]
/ < http://crfh.net/d/20050301.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Mike is walking, whistling]] / [[April rushes up to Mike and grabs him by the shirt]]
/ April: QUICK! GIMME 50 bucks!
/ Mike: Wha? Uh, why should I give *you*...?
/ April: Never mind! Just hand over the money, c'mon! / [[April turns and gives the money to Diana]]
/ April: Here's your damn money! Now stay away from me!
/ Diana: Yeah, well, next time you need sex, we'll make sure you pay in advance!
/ April: Next time? Did you say, NEXT TIME??? / [[Diana is gone. April turns back to Mike]]
/ April: Yeah. So, thanks. I'll pay you next week.
/ Mike: ... / [[April blushes and glares at Mike as...]]
/ Mike: PfffftHaHAHAHA! BWAAHAHAHAHA!!!! http://crfh.net/d/20050303.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[April stands by, embarrassed, waiting for Mike's laughing fit to pass]]
/ Mike: AHAHAHAHAHAH! Priceless! HAHA! Oh, man! HAAAHAHAHAHA! / Mike: Bahahahah... huh. Uh...
/ [[April is smiling]]
/ Mike: Why are you looking at me like that? / April: Mmh. Well, even if you're laughing at me... I think you're REALLY sexy when you laugh... tightbuns. / [[Mike is gone]]
/ April: [[thinking]] Yum. And his tentacle gets all jiggly when running away in terror... http://crfh.net/d/20050304.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | {{Disclaimer: I'm not pulling any punches today, guys, and the strip could get some of you a *really* weird look at work or home. Click under your own risk and a gore/nudity warning there.}} / [[Margaret is running through what appears to be jungle, cutting vines with a knife. The background is red]]
/ Margaret: You FAILED, Mister! Your own pride got in your way! Couldn't just let me die without gloating, right?
/ Margaret: Well, if you want me dead, then you're afraid of me! And if you're afraid, that means I can KILL you!
/ Margaret: Where are you hiding, bitch? Get out!
/ Margaret: C'mon, I'm in the mood for HAMBURGER!!! / [[Satan lifts his head from grazing inside a corpse. The corpse is badly mangled and bloodstained, so difficult to identify... but it *could* be Dave]]
/ Satan: You seem to be a little confused there...
/ Satan: I'm not actually MORTAL.
/ Satan: Therefore you can't kill me.
/ Satan: Immortal. Alive. Dead.
/ Satan: See the difference? / [[In Satan's hand is the corpse's still-beating, bloody heart]]
/ Satan: [[off-panel]] Do you really believe that the Devil plays only with one hand?
/ Satan: [[off-panel]] And if you do, what are you willing to bet? / [[Margaret stands behind Roger (in werecoyote form), her eyes shut, trying to claw past him]]
/ Margaret: NO! No, you CAN'T do that!
/ Margaret: You can't!
/ Margaret: I LOVE HIM! http://crfh.net/d/20050307.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[A cave. Roger (in werecoyote form) confronts Margaret]]
/ Roger: Well, what was THAT about? Or is it just a new and creative attempt to be a bitch?
/ Margaret: [[tears streaming down her cheeks]] He was... no, he couldn't. I... stayed away from him. Or does it even follow me here?
/ Roger: Bah. You just had a nightmare. Put your stupid self together and get back to sleep. Hopefully I can get rid of you today.
/ Margaret: God, p-please, let him be safe... I ask nothing for myself, just... / Roger: What? First you kill my mother and tell me to f#@% off, THEN you expect me to be your THERAPIST? Get off me!
/ Margaret: [[burying her face in Roger's furry chest]] I, I CAN'T!
/ Margaret: I did everything I could. EVERYTHING! Eeh-eh *sob* but I, I can't STOP it, no matter how H-H-HARD... / [[Roger hugs her]]
/ Margaret: I just tried so hard, Roger!
/ Margaret: I just tried
/ Margaret: So HARD.
/ Margaret: *SOB* http://crfh.net/d/20050308.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[A cat, probably Chester, is scratching at the door. Joe calls from out of frame]]
/ Joe: Hey, quiet up there! Your dish is full, go eat that!
/ Cat: MEEEEOW! MEOOOW! < http://crfh.net/d/20050310.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Dave is handcuffed and duct-taped to a chair]]
/ Dave: Why don't you let Chester in? You know he just wants to be with me...
/ Joe: Who?
/ Dave: Chester. My cat. Is playing dumb part of the torture or what?
/ Joe: Sorry, kid, that's MY cat. I've had him since he was a kitten.
/ Dave: Uh???
/ Joe: If he's your cat, what's he doing here?
/ Dave: Joe... you're just playing with me. He got lost some days ago. You KNOW it. / Joe: So he was with you these months? I should kick your ass for not taking good care of him. He was full of fleas and stunk of garbage.
/ Dave: You have got to be kidding me.
/ Joe: No, I'm not. Really a sorry state for a pedigree cat like Archbishop Thomas Cranmer.
/ Dave: Who?
/ Joe: Archie.
/ Dave: And you speak of animal cruelty??? http://crfh.net/d/20050311.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives | Dave: Is he Satan? I didn't imagine the whole thing, did I? Was he possessed or something? Is he possessed right now?
/ He must know about my laser vision. He avoids my sight. And the handcuffs...
/ Stupid idiot! Now I'm gonna have to destroy the chair. But I can't do it quickly, not without hurting myself...
/ He has to go down first. I need to distract him, keep on talking... http://crfh.net/d/20050314.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Dave is still handcuffed and duct-taped to a chair]]
/ Dave (thought): Is he Satan? I didn't imagine the whole thing, did I? Was he posessed or something? Is he posessed, right now?
/ Dave (thought): He must know about my laser vision. He avoids my sight. And the handcuffs...
/ Dave (thought): Stupid idiot! Now I'm gonna have to destroy the chair. But I can't do it quickly, not without hurting myself...
/ Dave (thought): He has to go down first. I need to distract him, kepp on talking... / Dave: So, Joe, what the HELL do you think you're going to do with me?
/ Joe: Relax, Dave. We're just gonna have a little chat, that's all.
/ Dave: To have a chat you taser people and tie them up? Wow, you must be POPULAR.
/ Joe: Just a little security measure. Remember the last time? You punched me in the face.
/ Dave: You forget to mention I did it because you were force-kissing my date. / Joe: Hey, not true. it was a MUTUAL kiss.
/ Dave: Ah, yeah? Then why did she push you away?
/ Joe: I have no idea. Then when I tried to ask her, she put a rocket launcher to my face and told me to stay away from her...
/ Dave: What's that got to do with me, anyway?
/ Joe: Well, that's EXACTLY what I want to know. http://crfh.net/d/20050315.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Margaret and Roger (as werecoyote) are in the woods, possibly in a cave, together]]
/ Margaret: Roger?
/ Roger: Huh?
/ Margaret: I'm sorry I killed your mother. I really, really am.
/ Roger: I don't think saying that to someone was ever useful.
/ Margaret: I didn't know she was a were coyote. She never spoke. If I knew...
/ Roger: Would it have made any difference at all?
/ Margaret: Not really. She left me no choice. Please believe me. She trapped me into some sort of pit... / Roger: I believe you. It was her M.O., all rioght. you are lucky to be alive, and I can't blame you for defending yourself.
/ Margaret: But you still hate me, don't you?
/ Roger: Yeah, a little bit. I can't help it, sorry.
/ Margaret: Oh, I can live with that. Hate, I can handle.
/ Roger: It's love that you can't?
/ Margaret: It's love that I can't. http://crfh.net/d/20050316.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Dave is tied up to a chair. Joe is present, sitting behind him]]
/ Dave: Well, if you think I...
/ Joe: PSSH! Don't turn around. Margaret told me about your lasers. And pulling tape off your eyelids would be NASTY.
/ Dave: Why, because you're so NICE?
/ Joe: I am a lot nicer than I would have to be.
/ Dave: .... okaaaaay. Anyway, if you think I, or anyone else, can tell Margaret what to do, you don't know her at all. / Dave: In fact, we never talked about you at all. She didn't see me punching you. I told her, and she just told me that you were dangerous and to stay away from you.
/ Joe: That's what she said???
/ Dave: Yeah, but don't ask me why. Why don't you wake the gimp up and ask HIM instead? http://crfh.net/d/20050317.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Dave is tied up to a chair. Joe is behind him]]
/ Joe: You're lying. You're just saying that because you want her for yourself, don't you?
/ Dave: Really, Joe. If you're not going to believe anything I say, why bother asking at all???
/ Joe: Yeah, you're right about that. After all, you're the guy who used to followe her around like some sort of creepy stalker. / Dave: Whatever. Now, if you release me RIGHT now and you give me my cat so I can go home, I will consider not telling Margaret what you did to me.
/ [[Joe is unwrapping a length of duct tape]]
/ Dave: We are VERY good friends and you can bet that if she finds out, she's gonna use your ass as a katana sheath. / [[Joe tapes over Dave's eyes]]
/ Dave: J... HEY! Augh! Hey, what the HELL???
/ Dave: You SAID you weren't gonna do that!!! / Joe: Yes. But I don't believe in promises.
/ Joe: Blood-signed contracts? Maybe...
/ Dave (thought): Aaaw F#@K. http://crfh.net/d/20050318.html |
| College Roomies from Hell!!! | [[Dave is tied up and blindfolded in a chair. Chester is in his arms]]
/ Dave: *sigh* Chester, what are you doing here? I was trying to keep you away...
/ Joe (with text in a demonic script): I have been saying it for centuries and no one EVER listens.
/ Joe: Imperfect creatures. you can't even get your mind and soul to agree on anything
/ Joe: Gimme that sack of fleas. / [[Joe picks up Chester by the scruff of his neck and is holding a knife. Chester tries to scratch him. Joe has a forked tongue]]
/ Dave (from out of frame): N-NO! This is between you and me, Satan... Let him go!
/ Joe/Satan: Look at this Joe vessel. He can't even do the simplest things. Soul manipulation is to be done through primitive rituals.
/ Joe/Satan: I suppose I could have made this Joe summon my physical form, but it has to be done voluntarily.
/ Chester: < http://crfh.net/d/20050323.html |
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