^,,^ Wes: You grow to love the pain
Cynthia:
Ellmyruh: NOT A BAT
gremlinn: Horse, Grishny, Pig.
Cynthia: Nooo. This: ^,,^ is a BAT.
RinkChat: The chat room topic has been changed to 'BAT' by flyingcats.
Cynthia is back.
Cynthia: 100% bat goodness, right there.
RinkChat: The chat room topic has been changed to 'PIT' by Ellmyruh.
RinkChat: The chat room topic has been changed to '^,,^' by Cynthia.
Ellmyruh: Um.
Cynthia: It's so cute.
* ladadadada thinks about finding an ascii-art bat, but realises he can't paste it here anyway...
RinkChat: The chat room topic has been changed to '*PIG' by Ellmyruh.
Cynthia: It's a smiling happy bat.
Ellmyruh: NO YOU MAY NOT POST IT HERE KTHXBYE
flyingcats: Whoa, you're right, the bat looks really cute in the topic.
Cynthia: It would love you, Elly, if you'd let it.
Wes: We'd all love you Elly, if you'd let us.
Wes: Your parents don't know what you're going through, but we do
Ellmyruh: ohmy
Wes: Can we have a hug?
* Wes HUGS Ellmyruh
!!
Ellmyruh: I'm scared.
Wes: It's a scary world out there. Let us travel it together.
Travholt has entered.
* Cynthia runs to Travholt! Save us, save us!
Wes: Travholt! Welcome!
Ellmyruh: I'm scared.
* Travholt saves everyone.
* Ellmyruh throws Wes in the ocean.
* Cynthia creates a new religion based around Travholt.
Wes: Travholt can't truly save you. He can't save your souls. We can, however. Together.
* ladadadada joins Cynthia's religion.
Travholt: But I guess you knew that already.
* Wes HUGS Ellmyruh
! * Wes HUGS Cynthia
!
* Wes HUGS ladadadada
! ladadadada: Travholt: Yeah, I kinda knew that... :-)
Cynthia: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
* Wes HUGS Travholt
! flyingcats: DON'T TOUCH ME WES
Ellmyruh: I'm scared.
* Travholt dies slowly and painfully.
* Wes HUGS flyingcats
!! Twice!! Ellmyruh: No. I'm scared.
RinkChat: User Wes has been kicked from the room by flyingcats.
Wes has left.
* Cynthia HUGS HUGS HUGS flyingcats!!!!!!!!
Wes has entered.
Wes: You've upset me.
* Cynthia stakes Wes through the heart.
Wes: You grow to love the pain, Cynthia.
* Wes jabs a stake through his neck.
Cynthia: Wes, I do not think I could ever love anything associated with you.
Cynthia: Unless it were your gruesome death.
Wes: It hurts me when you say things like that Cynthia
Cynthia: Good. Keep suffering, since you like it.
Cynthia: Pervert.
Wes: IT HURTS ME WHEN YOU SAY THINGS LIKE THAT, CYNTHIA
RinkChat: User Wes has been kicked from the room by Cynthia.
Wes has left.
Wes has entered.
RinkChat: The chat room topic has been removed by Cynthia.
Wes: Hahahahahaha
Wes: I'll remember this, Cynthia
Cynthia: Wes: You can remember it in hell or wherever you go to pout.
Wes: []xxx{{::::::::::::
:::::::::::::> Wes: Whew, okay, I'm done.
* Cynthia thanks every deity she can think of, including the newly deified Travholt.
Wes: I think I did that pretty well
Travholt: Cynthia: You're welcome, my minio... I mean, my child.