Again, seeing he has the okay, he grabs the phone, and makes a call.
'Pick up, dammit..'
"Da?"
'D, thank god. Look, I need some help from a few of your ladies...'
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Saturnalia glaced up from his computer. Something wasn't right... n00b sence... tingling....
As quick as the breese, they pounced. Within seconds, he was bound and gagged on the floor. As if on cue,...
'Good work, ladies. I'll take it from here.'
H-Kat walks into the room, with only a slightlook of annoyance on his face.
'So, you wanna preach about ninja, hun?'
Closing the door, he pulls out what looks like a remote control.
'You do know what we do to stupid n00bs here, right?'
Sat nods.
H-Kat grins. 'Good. Now, today, you get off lucky. I'm in a good mood. So I'm not going to rape you, or shoot you, or even sell you to the Swiss Chocolate Makers for beer money. I'm not going to do a thing.'
A wave of relief rolls over Sat.
'I'm going to let Damian do it.'
*Click*
A portal appears, as the scent of brimstone fills the room. From the glowing swirling mirad steps out Damian, Satan's bastard son, from a faild relationship with Cher.
"What the fuck is going on!? Who the fuck was stupid enough to..
Oh, hey Koneko. What's up?"
'Just need you to take care of this poor n00b.'
"Shit... look, you know I'd help, really I would... But I'm getting shit from Dad. 'We gave ourselve for humanity... we should exist to prove he does... You shouldn't light Spain on fire..."
'That's never stopped you before.'
"Yeah.. but now, He's pissed. Ever since I helped Bush get into office, he's benn un to his ass in religious zealots, and political freaks. But I've got a cousin Akuma who could help..."
H-Kat thinks about it, and nods.
'Kinda... poetic.'
With that, Damian and Saturn vanish in a puff of smoke.
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Two week later, Fallen_Angel_666 get a knock on the door.
"Can I help you?"
'Yeah.... I've got a box of swiss chocolates here... you wanna sign for 'em?'
-H-Kat
Begin pardons...
I've done better...