<Murichurado skims over the crowd, in particular the wolf he's been looking for. He's chumming it up with that weird cat who runs this place. To his surprise, a pang of jealousy washes over his chest. Of course this version of him is the social butterfly. Why can't he make friends that easily...
< Murichumado watches with a keen interest, chomping down on one of the cookies. It's quite an amusing affair. Then the cat appeared to eat some cheese that was on fire. >
What the hell? Is that fire real? <He sniffs, the pungent odor of smoke fills his nostrils.> Yep, definitely real. That...
*Announces you must all follow my new religion or be heathens cast into THE DEPTHS OF HADES *
ELVIS WILL DESCEND FROM THE HEAVENS IN THE GREAT JUDGEMENT WORSHIP HIM OR PERISH
I WILL NEVER RENOUNCE THE POWER OF THE CUBE
THE SUN WILL BLIND YOU; ONLY IN THE CUBE WILL YOU FIND THE COMFORT OF DARKNESS
SURRENDER TO THE VOID AND FIND SALVATION
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