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[thetorturer]

So, here we are again... you talking about 'sending' me somewhere, and knowing good and well that will never happen.

Why do you insist on bringing these pathetic creatures 'hope'? 'Hope' should be reserved for the pit, a glimpse of it to facilitate breaking a soul down.

Although, I suppose in your own way you're a bit more like me than you might like to admit. Really, though Mun please leave the torture to the professionals, your attempts are... embarrassing at best.

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[fullonswayzed]

Only you would ride someone's ass for not being devious enough.

[thetorturer]

Only you would discourage me from discouraging someone.

You're the first Alastair I've ever run into on DW!

[fullonswayzed]

Talking in circles. There's something else I really didn't miss.

[The list is pretty long though.]

I haven't seen another either. Your lucky day...Not so much Dean's.

[thetorturer]

Oh Dean am I to believe that there is a list things you do miss? Like say... The way it feels to slice into a mans soul while you watch him twist and writh in agony?

[For starters...]

Oh he'll survive. Maybe

[fullonswayzed]

You're one deluded prick, you know that? [Even if there is a sliver of truth to Alastair's words.]

[bitch_is_back]

You could give your mun a little training. Worked for me and Dean.

[thetorturer]

I could, though the last time I did I was... shelved.

[bitch_is_back]

Gotta go easy on her, teach.

Can't show off all your tricks at once. Might scare the poor lamb away.

[thetorturer]

[This face Meg, you think he doesn't know that?

Oh and by the way.. From his mun to you, he doesn't. He doesn't really like not getting his way. The spoiled brat.]

Since when have you known me to go easy on anyone?

[bitch_is_back]

Fine. Suit yourself.

We'll talk again the next time she lets you out of the closet.

[Meg always was a little too cheeky for her own good.]

Because Heyerdahl hi-jinks.

[narzisstisch]

Not to be indelicate but I am having a hard time believing anyone would find that face hope-inspiring.

[thetorturer]

You'd be surprised what one can inspire when the circumstances are right. Under the knife, they are willing to find....hope in any face.

[narzisstisch]

Nothing surprises me anymore. But still, it would have to be someone exceptionally... weak. And stupid.

[thetorturer]

Can't get the juicy one's all the time. They're on my rack because they're weak and stupid... It's human nature to be over indulgent and self serving. They trade their very souls away for the most petty things, and yet... laying there on the table, eventually even the strongest will break.

[failedparenting]

You really like the sound of your own voice, don't you?

[thetorturer]

John... Can't stay away can you?

[failedparenting]

Yeah man, I just can't keep away from fucking sadists that have it in for me.

[thetorturer]

Who am I to deny you..

[servingmichael]

[Someone's smiting hand is itchy.]

Any place in particular in thought?

[thetorturer]

No. Not really~

Every few months, this pathetic creature pulls me out and considers and then puts me back on the shelf. Nothing will come of this talk, it never does.

Nononononono. Come to SP. We have almost everyone!

[servingmichael]

Mine and his cohorts will work to see otherwise, you realize.

[Though come near Michael and he's smiting.]

Oh god.... We've been through this before, the disappointment is too much ; _;

[thetorturer]

[He couldn't give a shit about Michael.]

You can try, but she is not so easily swayed.

[lovemesomepie]

Go back to Hell.

Better yet, find an angel to smite you.

[thetorturer]

Wouldn't you like that... I'm afraid, Dean I am disinclined to acquiesce your request.

You're going to have to... deal.

[lovemesomepie]

Ganked you before. Ain't it you who taught me it gets easier every time?