If You Leave Here, War Can Find

The Simi Gots Some Barbecue Sauce In Her Bag. It Kind Of Looks Like Blood If You Squint At It The Right Way. And It Don’t Coagulate Between Your Teeth Like Blood Or Give You Them Funky Burps, Not To Mention It Tastes A Lot Better Too. Especially Over That Type A Stuff. Bleh! I’d Rather Eat My Shoes. But That O-flavored Blood…yum! (she Straightened And Held One Finger Up In A Gesture That Strangely Reminded Him Of Smokey The Bear.) And Just Remember, Kids, Three Out Of Four Demons All Prefer Barbecue Sauce Over Hemoglobin. (simi)

Holy Green Guacamole! (selena)

Believe Me, If I Start Getting Sick, You’ll Be The First To Know Since I’m Sure It’ll Be All Over You. (alix)

You Know, The Thing About Life And Love Is That They Are Both Ever-changing While People Seldom Are. (acheron)

The Kid Dead On The Ground. Fourteen, Ash. Fourteen. I’m Fourteen.” – Nick “yeah…” – Acheron “ash, I’m Fourteen.” – Nick “got It. You’re Fourteen. I’m So Proud You Can Count That High. It’s A Testament To The Modern American Educational System. But I Should Probably Point Out That You’re Not The Only One. I’m Told You Go A School With A Whole Class Of – Get This – Kids Who Are Fourteen.” – Acheron