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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Strider_Koln" data-source="post: 4917826" data-attributes="member: 78265">With a gasp Koln pulls away from the girl's neck. After that moment of indiscretion, reason comes crashing back through his skull, weighing upon his spirit and dragging it down to the murky yet familiar depths of self-loathing. Koln stands there, staring at the resting girl... seconds pass... then minutes...but to Koln time seems to have stood still. It is a funny concept, time... numbers are discovered by humans it would seem, but time must surely be invented. Time is nothing more than the mechanism that mortals use, gauging the series of events against their own lifespans. In other words, if one was to take away mortality, and everything existed as it is always, time is not there. Koln realizes he is beyond time, beyond the realm of ordinary mortality, and is one with the innate primal framework of reality, one that he can manipulate and change... oh yes, it is indeed very primal...It makes so much sense... time is an invention, but numbers, ah numbers are primal and natural... "THE COUNT! That sesame-street bastard! He... " Koln mutters as he realizes that he is just like that vampiric puppet...  Koln keeps waiting, like someone waiting for a bus... he is praying in his head for his insanity to take him away, oh how grand it would be if he could manipulate his sanity to escape reality, like a drug, but nothing's happening. Maybe it is because he just fed... he is not sure... but Koln forces himself away back to the bar, he needs to find and tell Ruby his latest revelation: He is actually a puppet.As Koln walks out from the back, is there anyone close by that looks able to chat? </blockquote>

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