contemplating re-entering amatomnes.

[allbite]

Well, well. Can't seem to get enough of me, can you? Using me for your amusement—I ought to punish you severely. Yet, I could admit your offer is enticing... Flesh to cut. Bones to break. Faces to step on.

As long as the character count doesn't dwindle by the time you bring me back around, I would comply.

No slacking; give purpose to your holiday weekend.


—And as for you, fellow actors, are you sure you're ready to take me on? I'm no stray dog.