Cross Effects- The RP

[Daiki]

Oh, he's just sort of a neat freak. He likes smelling pretty, you know? So Forest helped him out, and now he smells pretty.

Nessa could tell at a first glance this girl was poking fun at the pokemon. In spite of that, she found herself grinning. The revenant didn't know her, yet, decided that she liked her. Newcomers were present but she was interrupted by her Sire before she could even get a good look at them.

Hey, girl. We'll be going somewhere else for this next bit. Some things ain't for polite company to see or hear.

"Alright, that doesn't sound creepy at all," she said, trying to offer some light words in order to dissipate a bit of the rudeness coming from Jack's words. He probably didn't mean to be blunt but, that still could be perceived as offensive and they couldn't afford to antagonize people. Especially those who offered their help. She  scowled, pinching Jack's side slightly.

"You probably should show some sort of gratitude," she whispered to him.  She turned to Tom and spoke louder. "Thanks for the treat, Kitty-kun," she declared before getting up.

And for the rest too, she added mentally.

With that said, Nessa gestured for Jack to lead the way. They had important stuff to discuss apparently and the wait was killing her. It did occur to her that she still ignored something concerning the kindred.

"So, old man,  what am I supposed to call you?"

[Cherry Lover]

Rider watched somewhat guilitly as Mille trembled in Lancer's arms.

She's in no state to fight, and I certainly can't help her.

Before she could do anything, though, the stupid stick spoke up once more, again taunting her.

"Yes, you're right, I am a villain, but unlike you it is not a role I took willingly", Rider said in response. "And, whilst I don't disagree that you are useful, Hakuno managed by herself in the alley, and she has Archer to protect her if necessary. I'm sure she could cope if you were turned into the lump of firewood that you deserve to become...."

Still, the stick was right about the situation. They did need to resolve it, and fast. And, Mille did look very pale. Worryingly so, in fact.

Before she could say anything, though, Angel responded to her statement about Archer.

So you know the guy in bondage pants doing hardcore parcore on the rooftops then?" he asked.

Rider nodded. But, before she could explain, Gabriel spoke and, after a brief conversation with Angel about them running out of time, they both disappeared, leaving the unconscious vampire girl lying on the floor in front of them.

Wow, he can just disappear into shadows? Even Sakura can't do that, thought Rider, somewhat surprised at the man's power.

"What the goatfucking hell?" exclaimed Lancer, clearly shocked at Gabriel's ability to just vanish.

"It's called 'magic'. I'd have thought you'd be familiar with it...", Rider said teasingly.

Meanwhile, Lancer was dealing with Mille, trying to calm her. Eventually, after getting no response, he leant in and kissed her lightly on the lips.

Well, I guess that's one way to get her attention....

"Lancer, I don't think we have time to waste. If Archer is having difficulty killing it then it must be tough. I'm going to go after Gabriel now, can you sort out Mille and the vampire girl?" she said.

As she did, she noticed Ryoko sneaking past them and heading towards the roof.

What is she doing? She's almost as bad as Kiyoshi..., she thought, exasperated. If Ryoko got herself killed that would upset Rin, and an upset Rin meant an upset Sakura....

Rider pondered the situation for a moment. Even she would have struggled to survive having one of Archer's arrows fired at her, so if the monster was capable of doing so then she was probably not going to be able to defeat it without using her Noble Phantasm. But, at the same time, she didn't want to hand their enemy more information than she needed to. As a former combatant in the Grail War, she knew the importance of not revealing your true identity to your enemies.

Yes, I should definitely check it out first. I don't know what we're up against, I don't want to give myself away unnecessarily.

With that thought, Rider turned and ran in the direction of the golem. Running up the side of the building Ryoko had been climbing and bounding along the rooftops, she quickly caught up with and overtook the girl. But, right now dealing with the golem took priority over making any attempt to converse with Rin's rather-beautiful daughter, so she paid little attention to her, aside from some slight ogling as she approached from behind.

As she approached the golem, she saw the golem shooting at Archer with a minigun. However, as a spiritual being, Rider could not be affected by mundane weaponry, so she simply continued leaping over the rooftops towards the target, taking no notice of any attempt it might make to shoot her.

[Alice]

"Lass," he said in a low voice, "I need you to snap out of this.  We need you to get the girl inside and we'll take care of this.  Once that's done we can sort everything out."

Normally, Mille would have nodded and went to her task. But this wasn't a normal night.

She could barely move. Everything swirling inside her, all the thoughts and confusion filling her head and yet leaving everything so blank threatened to overwhelm her. There was at least, finally, at last, a hint of emotion. The one crack in the dam was enough to let loose everything else, and it took every ounce of willpower she had not to break down sobbing.

He gently stroked her tears from her face.  "Now isn't the time to shed tears.  You can mourn later, but right now I need you sharp."

She squeezed her eyes shut. She felt ashamed, so ashamed. How could she be so weak? Even if so little made sense anymore, why in the end was she letting it break her like this? She hated it, hated it.

She still fought it back, but the tears came down harder now, as it became harder to control.

Then, there it was. A brush against her lips. Her eyes opened, and...

He. He was kissing her. He was really kissing her. He was kissing her.

That... that had to mean something, didn't it? He wouldn't fight for her to wake up, wouldn't kiss her like this if she was worthless, would he?

There was still so little that made sense. Who she was, the validity of her choices, just how many mistakes she had made, whether she was a good person, or a worthy person, whether being a Magus was right, whether trusting the Association for so long was right... These, among other things, were now so uncertain. And it ate at her, threatened to consume her whole. But in spite of that, within the wreckage that was the pieces of her identity, there was a spark. A chance to rebuild.

She gently pulled away. She didn't know what to say. Even with that bit of hope, she still felt as if she had the weight of the world bearing down on her, her own shame for being borne down by it making it all the harder to bear.

With no longer a clear hold on her own identity, her barriers finally came crashing down. Needing some form of relief, any relief, without thinking she ran to him and embraced him, finally letting her tears flow freely.

***

"Is that really the best you got?~" Still, Ruby seemed oddly... preoccupied by the movement in the distance.

While Rider talked with Lancer, she changed back into her rod form and took off after the girl attempting to stealthily make her way across the rooftops. After all, there was little more for her to concern herself with here.

[Arch-Magos Winter]

Oh, he's just sort of a neat freak. He likes smelling pretty, you know? So Forest helped him out, and now he smells pretty.

Nessa could tell at a first glance this girl was poking fun at the pokemon. In spite of that, she found herself grinning. The revenant didn't know her, yet, decided that she liked her. Newcomers were present but she was interrupted by her Sire before she could even get a good look at them.

Hey, girl. We'll be going somewhere else for this next bit. Some things ain't for polite company to see or hear.

"Alright, that doesn't sound creepy at all," she said, trying to offer some light words in order to dissipate a bit of the rudeness coming from Jack's words. He probably didn't mean to be blunt but, that still could be perceived as offensive and they couldn't afford to antagonize people. Especially those who offered their help. She  scowled, pinching Jack's side slightly.

"You probably should show some sort of gratitude," she whispered to him.  She turned to Tom and spoke louder. "Thanks for the treat, Kitty-kun," she declared before getting up.

And for the rest too, she added mentally.

With that said, Nessa gestured for Jack to lead the way. They had important stuff to discuss apparently and the wait was killing her. It did occur to her that she still ignored something concerning the kindred.

"So, old man,  what am I supposed to call you?"

I felt my innards stitching themselves together - not a pleasant sensation and one I'd experienced too many times than I'd like - as I wheezed out my response. "My gratitude was shown already. You can call me Jack, by the way."

I started heading towards Forest's office... again. Christ, I'd be getting an earful from my ghoul if I stayed the night here.  "And it sounds like creepy shit, because it is creepy shit. It comes with being one of the poor fuckers who are doomed to walk the night. We do get an excellent health care and dental plan though, as I'll show you." Despite the levity, my heart was sinking. Spreading my curse to this poor girl... perhaps it'd be kinder to kill her now. But doing that... I couldn't do something like that in cold blood. Besides, I had enough on my hands already - literally.

[lantzblades]

Satoshi looked at the knights assembled and then to Angra "Hold this" he said handing her a scrap of paper as he turned back to the knights.

"The rest of you, get back to the castle and bring the steel and the armours already made" he ordered.

the knights obeyed as Angra collapsed with such force as to dent the concrete floor of the garage. Angra made gurgling noises as Satoshi sat down on a near by Jeepers creepers brand roller board "You are officially a prisoner, and yes, I can in fact keep my word by locking you in a room" the blonde told the dark skinned terror.

[Elf]

"Shit," Archer said as his keen eyes picked up the golum lifting up an actual mini-gun.  Just like the one that the Terminator used in the second movie.  He threw out his right hand and whispered, "Steel is my body, and fire is my blood . . ."

He could see it clearly in his mind.  There were seven layers, arranged in a brilliant flash of pink like a flower petal.  Technically bullets weren't thrown, but the conceptual shield could stop them easily.  "Rho Aias!" he shouted, and the pink petals sprang to life, the bullets hitting them and crumpling to the ground.

He continued to press on, his eyes narrowed at the golum as he readied Kansho and Baykura in his mind right before he landed on the rooftop with the golum.

******
Yes, you are correct. Forest frowned at the evident exhaustion in his voice.  Perhaps sitting down would be wise as well. Maybe the living room? Or would you prefer that I eat in the kitchen?

She nodded and replied, The living room is fine.  You need to get something in you though.  I don't know how your physiology works, but when people donate blood they do need something to recoop.  Pizza isn't my first choice, but it'll do.  Water or juice though, no soda.  The caffeine will actually make it worse.

She looked at Ryoko who was about to leave and nodded.  She said, "Hey, poppet, be careful."

Then she looked at Rin and answered, "Honestly, strengthening them first, and anything you can think of that'll keep people out will be of the good.  Magic really isn't my forte. So I'll trust your judgement, Rin."

What do you wish to do about the girl? It is somewhat bothersome, and I am perhaps not the best choice for the task, but keeping her company would not be much of an issue for me, since I will likely need to sit down for the next two hours. But if you wish to spend some time alone with me, we can figure out an alternate solution. In the end, I leave it up to you.

Forest nodded and sent back, We can sit in the living room together, I don't mind.  Honestly, I'd suggest that you'd head for bed and rest after we get some food in  you.  I can stay with Hakuno, easily.

She smiled at the girl and said, "So kiddo, there's apparently a metric ton of pizza in the kitchen?  You want to grab a few slices and wait until your Archer comes back?"

*****

"So, do we have a plan for when we walk out behind this creature?" Gabriel asked.

Angel readied his stolen sword and said, "If you can let us out from behind that thing I'll hit it as hard as I can.  Maybe you should try grabbing it.  If its magic and if you can nullify it that'll be a huge help."

"Not the most smooth of plans, but it's what we have to work on," Gabriel said with a nod as he reached out with the hand that wasn't holding Angel's and opened the shadows. 

Angel shifted into his Game Face to channel his vampiric strength into the on coming blow.  His senses sharpened and he noticed the thing had a mini-gun that was firing at the man in black.  There was a brilliantly glowing shield that looked like massive flower petals in front of the white-haired man as he landed on the rooftop with them. 

With a growl, Angel swung the sword as hard as possible at the center of the thing's back while Gabriel reached for it's "head" with his bare hands.

******

Lancer was about to say something when Millie pulled away.  Then she ran at him, crying, her arms wrapping around him.  Sighing he returned her hug and stroked her hair back, knowing that this really wasn't the time to break down.

He saw Rider speed after the bowman and almost smiled when he saw another familiar redhead heading towards the battle as well.

He said, "Lass, come on.  Fires aren't put out with a bit of doubt."

[Ivan The Mouse]

Rattus felt sudden successive vibrations inside his coat all of a sudden. It was his cellphone and it prompted him to pull out and answer the device, flipping it open since it was a flip-top phone. "This is Rattus von Engels, please state your purpose for this call." he said, since the number was unfamiliar to him.

On the other side of the line, Neo was calling at a payphone, holding loose change at his hand. "Man, ya' don't kno' anymo' when it's me talkin'?"

"You only talked right now, Neo. Of course, I can't deduce that yet until you talk." Rattus replied. "So, do you have anything to report or did you just waste our time here waiting while you did nothing?"

"Well, sorta. I got myself some whiskey in the waterin' hole." Neo answered. "But I just found out that the paper they use here is some sort of a fucking joke or somethin'. It's so fucking unbelievable, man. It has to be a mo'fuckin' joke."

"Elaborate." Rattus commanded.

Neo then started explaining, "'While ago, I shanked a chick and took her bag, and she got these clusterfuck of different banknotes in her wallet, okay? I saw a five Kraut banknote, a fifty Limey banknote, an old-as-fuck design Abe Lincoln hundred US dollar, five Jap one yen banknotes and the rest can go fuck themselves 'cause I dunno where they came from. Even the spare change are like that, fo' fuck's sake. I just fuckin' used some sort of towelhead coin to call you from this payphone, ya' kno'?"

"So, to reiterate, you are saying that the currency they use here are a mix of different currencies from around the world." Rattus said.

"Yeah." Neo affirmed. "They also use designs that nobody uses anymore, like this Jap or somethin' coin with the square hole in the middle. Is it a Jap coin again?"

"I have no idea, Neo. Yukina's sleeping here and it would be very rude to wake her up just to ask about a coin that is no longer in use in Japan, if it is indeed a Japanese coin." Rattus then looked at Yukina's direction as she slept on the warehouse floor with a bag as her pillow.

"Well, I would fucking tell you to wake that damn bitch up but since I have four of those in mah pocket right now anyway, I won't bother her no more." Neo then inserted one of the said coins in payphone's coin slot.

"But in anyway, if everything that you said right now to me is the whole truth, then perhaps we can take advantage of it."

The blonde then asked, "How the hell you gon' do that?"

"If they are accepting all currencies here, that only means they would also accept our credit cards and checks." Rattus responded. "I am not so sure of that but we need to prove or disprove that hypothesis."

"Well, if you're right then shit, we can quickly buy ourselves a nice, warm pad here in Nexus City, Ratt. Ain't no bettah place like a real fucking house to sip beer in." Neo commented while slightly amused.

"Nexus City?" The bespectacled man asked. "Is that our current location right now?"

"Seems to be." He answered. "I see the fuckin' name everywhere in this city, so this must be Nexus City." Neo then looked at a direction and saw a plume of black smoke rising from the horizon. "And right now, looks like some poor motherfucker lost his house because he's a fucking idiot or something. I mean, I see black smoke in the sky, it's a damn fire. Want me to go check this shit out?"

"Yes. Report observations immediately." Rattus commanded.

"Okay. I'm out." Neo stopped the call by putting the handset back to the hook. He then immediately jacked the car nearest to him, which was just a few steps away.  He drove and headed towards where the fire was and upon arriving there, he saw a four-legged wingless dragon, a law enforcement officer and a burning horseman attacking people inside the building, which are understandably but fruitlessly fighting back due to the three strange personalities raining down fire on them. Neo exited the car and watched the whole scene with all amusement, before he himself shouted "Go get them, motherfuckers! Go kill those assholes!"

[Milbunk]

The General's of Ruin
Shadow Dimension

All but one of the general's had assembled the one who had not had yet to be found.

"'Ey boss, who's the new broad? Did you get bored or somethin?" Mudou was the first to react to the new face his eyes were as vulgar as the rest of his body and he cared little for formalities.

"Really Mudou must you be so rude? She must obviously be here to 'help' us out. If your brain was not the size of a peanut then perhaps you could understand this." Shezar's mood had gotten a little sour as of late thanks to his previous battle. However that did not stop the insults from flying straight away.

"You little shit, you're lucky I don't just kill you right now." Mudou's temper began to flare.

"Try it if you dare, you barbarian." As did Shezar's.

"Enough you two! If you want to kill each other wait till after we've accomplished our goals. We have much more important issues at hand right now." Finally interrupting them Downy was not in the mood for their current bickering.

Still blatantly showing their hostile aggression towards each other the two sucked it up and stopped their bickering. If there was one person they respected (feared) it was their commander.

"By the way boss, where's Ms. rude and crude? She on some secret mission or somethin?" Mudou couldn't help showing his curiosity, but rather then Downy replying Imnity was the one who interrupted.

"She is currently MIA, I believe she is still currently in the city somewhere but at the moment there is too much interference for a direct pinpointing of her location."

"Damn, I s'ppose wishing she was dead was too much to ask for. So who's the new broad?" Still unable to hide his curiosity Mudou led them straight back to where they started.

"Her name is Saber, and she will be helping us out for the duration of this mission. Why don't you introduce yourself Ms.?"

[Cherry Lover]

I see..., thought Kiyoshi as he heard Toshi's words.

Before he could say anything, though, Satoshi made his excuses and left the room. Kiyoshi could see Rin and Connor were somewhat agitated.

What's going on? he thought.

Then, Tsukasa petted Kuro and spoke.

"I'm a little big to hug you Kuro, I'm afraid I might squish you if I try" she said laughing.

In response, the little familiar snuggled-down in her hand, clearly enjoying the sensation of being stroked. Kiyoshi laughed.

Then, Tsukasa moved to close the door, before turning to Kiyoshi, frowning.

"I'm sorry Kiyo, those are questions I can't answer right now. It's a long story, just trust me", she said.

Kiyoshi frowned in return, disappointed at her unwillingness to answer.

Why is this family so secretive?

"Oh, OK...", he said, somewhat sadly.

"What's wrong with Toshi?" he asked.

[Bloble]

As its supposed 'trump card' was easily blocked by some kind of invincible flower petals that had appeared out of thin air, the golem was beginning to realize that this supposed 'magic' was a bit more of a pain than it had any right to be. He tried to reach into the shield and see if he could do something about it, but there was nothing to influence, no convenient self-destruct to press. All the spirit got was a metaphorical burnt hand as the sheer mass of spiritual energy inhabiting the thing pushed him back. The white haired one would have to wait.

If that wasn't enough, two familiar face appeared from behind, one swinging a sword at his center and another reaching for the golem's battered head.

If the thing had a mouth, it would be sporting a grin. Truly, even the worst of situations could be a blessing in disguise.

The sword would be easy enough to deal with. A crumpled bumper looted from a rather expensive car moved from the golem's shoulder to its back, right in the path of the sword. As for the Gabriel, his attempt to grab the golem's head was certainly successful. The dented yellow traffic cone came away easily enough, leaving him holding a useless piece of plastic with a pair of cracked sunglasses perched on the front.

Deep within the golem's body, a certain purple sphere flickered momentarily but quickly returned to effectiveness. It, unlike the spirit, was indeed magical, but a more direct touch would be needed to disable it, one that the golem didn't plan on allowing.

With a metallic roar, the thing's free hand swung backwards at an angle that would break a normal man's arm. Its fingers were a loose collection of sharpened steak knives, and its forearm a rusted chainsaw that couldn't turn on even if it'd been supplied with electricity. The golem's swipe was clumsy, like the rest of its movements, but no less slow for it, unencumbered by human weakness as it was.

[Alice]

"You know, you're not very good at being stealthy~"

Ryoko nearly jumped as Ruby snuck up behind her.

"Well, I couldn't get you to follow me if I was being completely secretive. You figured out we're on the same side fast enough."

The rod began wiggling about. "Of course, any idiot with half a brain could figure that out~ You couldn't be sneaking towards anything else but that golem the way you were headed~ Unless you were really stupid and trying to give that thing back up of course~ But your eyes give you away, you know~"

Ryoko raised an eyebrow at the double entendre. She expected Ruby to figure out her connection to Rin sooner or later, just not this fast.

"You that desperate to get some action in, huh?"

"Of course~ Arguing with Snake Woman was getting boring~ I'd even pair up with an over muscled amazon like you to get some excitement in~"

Ryoko grinned. "Sister, you have a low threshold for 'over-muscled' if I'm what it takes to flip your trigger. But hey, if you weren't enchanted to hell and back, I could break you in half with a bit of reinforcement. Hell, I wouldn't even need you right now if that thing weren't pretty much punch proof."

"But you do need me~ Not that I see someone who has muscles for brains like you getting much use out of me~"

Ryoko's grin widened. There was something... a touch devilish, to that grin. "Oh ho, we'll see about that~"

She grabbed hold of Ruby, and one transformation sequence later, she was already in the air, and already had an idea of what to do from what she saw before her.

"You say I don't know what to do with you, huh? 100% to offense~"

Ruby's wings dipped as she complied. "Ugh, you're the bossy type, aren't you?"

"You'd better believe it~ This meat head is going to work you to the ground."

Ryoko then positioned Ruby in front of her and began to focus quite hard, her eyes closed. When she opened her eyes, she whirled and sent an orb hurtling towards the machine gun arm with lightning speed, and whirled around again to send a differently colored one hurtling a bit more slowly towards the core.

It was perhaps a trick of the light, but it almost seemed as if Ruby's inset ruby eyes were blinking. "Phew, boy, are you a slave master. But do you really think those will be enough?"

Ryoko's eyes glinted with a sinister light as she watched her special orbs take off towards the golem. "Oh, you'll see. You'll see."

***

"Lass, come on.  Fires aren't put out with a bit of doubt."

Mille drew back, rather reluctantly, her senses finally making some semblance of returning. She was still shaking, the tears still coming down in torrents. But now she had her mind back enough to feel ashamed, and it ate away inside her, along with everything else. Still, she tried to appear stronger, vainly trying to bat some of her tears away, not quite able to look Lancer in the eye.

"W-what do you want me to do?" She asked. She remembered what he had said about the vampire vaguely, and noticed Rider was gone. A tiny flame of anger began to grow inside her. She desperately grasped onto it, trying to regain focus. "Do you want me to take the girl back? I don't know if I could carry her that well, I'm pretty low on prana... B-but I could try."

[Arch-Magos Winter]

Tywin was inside what some would call Hel. Thing is, Hel is cold.

The drug factory was a blazing inferno of death, and he was right in the center of it. The distraction the drakon had provided was more than ample time to let the cocktails ignite after he through them through the window. The entire place went up in flames within seconds, the chemicals catching fire. THere would be no salvaging this building. The trick was to make sure that the main cooker didn't escape. He'd likely be in his office, even now. Crazy bastard liked his own products a little too much - PCP, Meth, you name it, he could make it.

The heat was uncomfortable, but not so much as to be painful. Tywin had gone through worse. His shoulder broke open the door to the office just in time to have a shotgun blast fly over his head, blowing a nice chunk out of the wall behind him. Without really thinking, Tywin drew his Glock 18 and let it roar - the fully automatic fire aimed at a bad angle, but it should have the effect he wished - whoever was shooting at him dove into something to get out of the way. The scream of pain was a nice touch too. He'd probably winged the bastard.

The only cover the man could use in the room was his desk, too thin to stop a 9mm round, but Tywin needed something from it. More lab locations. Dealers. Other suppliers. Information in general.

The cooker's head popped out of cover just long enough to suddenly have his brains splattered all over the wall. The fire creeping up, Tywin went to plan B  - grab everything and run. It's why he had a garbage bag in his pocket. Emptying the drawers of the desk into the bag, Tywin threw it over his shoulder before sprinting out the back once again - a small victory, he supposed, as the building burned behind him. No risk, no reward.

[lantzblades]

"I can't rightly say boyo, but whatever it is, it ain't fer us ta pry. Alex's always like that, him, an Archer, an Shirou and even Sakura a wee bit. Always worried about other people fore them selves. In the mean time, while he wait for the meeting to get back together. How about I tell you wee ones a story?" Connor replied taking a seat on the bed.

Tsukasa smiled and nodded. "I think that's just wonderful" she said continuing to pet Kuro.

[YOLF]

Gwyllt

Not waiting for Lycodrake, the rider raced past him and broke through the doors of the factory to the crisp air outside, warmed (somehow only slightly) by the inferno that consumed the hive of degenerates behind them. He galloped into the open outside perimeter of the factory, and his mount reared high with a pull of the reins. Gwyllt's sword pointed to the stars, and his voice thundered loud in the air, enough for all close to the factory or inside it to hear.

"COWARDS CAN ONLY COWER! THEY DO NOT UNDERSTAND WAR IS SOUR! REMEMBER THIS NIGHT, YOUR DESERVED SMITE!"

His roar was accompanied by maniacal laughter, piercing into any worm that still attempted to crawl away from hell.

[Ivan The Mouse]

Gwyllt

Not waiting for Lycodrake, the rider raced past him and broke through the doors of the factory to the crisp air outside, warmed (somehow only slightly) by the inferno that consumed the hive of degenerates behind them. He galloped into the open outside perimeter of the factory, and his mount reared high with a pull of the reins. Gwyllt's sword pointed to the stars, and his voice thundered loud in the air, enough for all close to the factory or inside it to hear.

"COWARDS CAN ONLY COWER! THEY DO NOT UNDERSTAND WAR IS SOUR! REMEMBER THIS NIGHT, YOUR DESERVED SMITE!"

His roar was accompanied by maniacal laughter, piercing into any worm that still attempted to crawl away from hell.

Neo
Location: Krokodil Factory

"BULLSHIT!" Neo yelled defiantly as he heard the burning horseman's words. "WAR IS ONLY SOUR WHEN YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG OR LOSING IT!" He lit up a cigarette and went on. "Only faggots who like chivalry and shit like that look at war and complain that it's hell. Of course it is! Motherfuckers can't understand that war is where the shit happens and you can't polish shit. Even if you could, it's still shit. So why make it honorable? Why not enjoy the finer things in life instead? It's okay if ya' wanna fuck your enemy's wife, he's fucking dead meat anyway. In fact, take his skull as a souvenir or turn his bones into a nice necklace or some fancy shit." He then puffed some smoke from his cigarette. "You seem to like turnin' those homies into stiff, ya' know? If war is so sour, why ya' do that?"