[i]"Hey. Thanks man. So uh. I'm just gunna find a place to uh. Sleep. Ya. See you later."[/i] [b]He walks away with his hands in his hoodie[/b] [b]Deity walks back[/b] Fan-f[u]u[/u]cking-tastic! .....who the hell was that guy?

No clue, so what are you gonna do now?

You know. I have no idea! I mean. I have kind of lost my reputation so...I should probably build that back up again. So! Let's make the "Quest for world domination list!" 1.Kill some people 2.Bang some women 3.uhhhh.... 4.mmmmmm....baking? 5.........oh! I know! Crochet! 6. That's stupid. Actually. You know. I should probably think about this. In the mean time. I'll stay around here. Looks like you guys know how to handle yourselves.

Right, well I'm gonna go mourn my friend now. Il see you around I guess.

What? Mourn him? Awe come on man! Just go...bang a Hoe or something and bam! Your good to go!

*My fist tightens* He was a brother to me, so it's only natural I pay my respects.....

Now. Listen to me here! Trust me. I have THE BEST ideas! [b]He puts his arm around your shoulder and raises his hand to the sky. Like he's drawing something out for you.[/b] Go out for a night in the town! Get incredibly drunk! Make some butt buddies! Bang a REALLY expensive whore! Wake up the next day. RINSE. AND. REPEAT. Trust me. I did that when my pet frog died. Works like a dime!

*I quickly draw my gunblade and hit him with the blunt end of it, making him fall* A FROG?! MY BROTHER JUST DIED AND YOUR COMPARING HIM TO A FROG?! *Points my blade at his neck* If it wasn't for you and Majora, HE WOULD STILL BE ALIVE!!

[b]He rubbs his head[/b] Owwww. Why you gotta be so rude? Now. [b]He uses his index finger and moves away the blade from his throat[/b] Your..."friend". Signed a deal with the devil 8 years ago. Trust me. I was there. Actually, I was in his arms. He had some pretty nice arms. Like...super...built and.... Surprisingly tight. I mean. I don't play for that team but. Damn...if I did I would... *ahem* Besides the point. You see. Your pal chose the God of the apocalypse over me. Your friend chose the demon dragon who wanted to kill everyone. Over someone who...well...wants to kill everyone....uhhhh....well I'm flexible! That's the difference. So what I'm getting at here. Is that your buddy walked into OUR war. If he hadn't stepped in. Nothing would have happened. Or somebody else would have died. Or a big moon with a creepy fu[i]c[/i]king face would crash down. What I'm saying is, is that what happened? Was inevitable. And your friend just happened to be the guy who had to die for it all to happen? You feel me? Now. Am I at fault? ....maybe a little. But you? Are EQUALLY. At fault. But who REALLY is at fault? Your friend.

*Swipes my blade, cutting down a nearby tree, before sheathing it* He had his reasons, whatever they were, he believed they were right. *Turns my back* You should have tried harder to save him

Oh you gotta be.... Who was it using my dick as a weapon? Huh? YOU. Don't cut your mellow-dramatic bull shit with me kid! It makes you look like a pussy first of all. And it pisses me off! [b]He gets up[/b] Now. I. Am going out to get drunk. SUPER drunk. It's been like...eight thousand years since I last had a shot. It's ridiculous! You coming with me or not?