*crawls out of bed*

*peeks over Shades shoulder*

What is that?

Nothing.

*pulls away from YV*

*smoke begins curling from in front of shade and a tiny burst of flame shoots out to his side*

What are you doing?

*reaches and pulls on Shades clothes from under bed*

What do you have there?

... Uh huh.

*fiddles with small object*

Cult of... mort. Sure--death.

*pokes something in hand--jumps back*

*curses under breath*

I said Cult of IMMORALITY, not immortals.

*pokes Shade with a long stick from under bed*

*back turned to YV*

Uh huh, the cult of.. immortals...Yeah.. What about it, YV?

.... *tinkers with something out of sight*

*from under bed*

You know, this reminds me of the Cult of Immorality thread...

Well I'm pretty sure it's not in there.

Stop giving him ideas, Shade!

*hides under bed again*

*looks troubled* I don't think that's in here. I don't believe you. Show me where it is.

Then I suppose these pictures I took of the document are valuable?

*reads through them quickly*

Ha!

Oh, you mean make every one of your lives bound to a spirit animal and then hold the spirit animals in a cage to poke and torture as I please? That's what I did with the last campaign.

*snatches paper away from YV before she can read it*

This is for DM's eyes only. It has our fates written in it.

*peeks to get a look at the rules*

But it's not the DM's goal to kill characters. Doesn't he want them to suffer as long as they can first? Here, it's in this DM Contract. Read it.

*hands paper to Jenos*

*phew*

See what you do, Shade!

I'm the DM, I can do whatever the hell I want, and I made it so that all my attacks are instant-speed and uncounterable.

Suck it.

There's a bed here? Is there a fridge, too?

*looks for fridge*

Oohhh!

Oh, oh.

Good luck with that, Shade.

*hides under bed*

Come on, he can't be that good. Maybe if he didn't take up his whole six second turn making attacks none of us can respond to..