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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Strider_Koln" data-source="post: 5085079" data-attributes="member: 78265">With an angry scowl Koln throws the dagger into the dirt, "Looks like we're dealing with stupid cultists. You see now what I've been saying all along is true. It starts out innocent enough, they worship Edward, read the books, think it's all love and acceptance, and before you know it they're here, sacrificing cattle. However these aren't the ordinary cultists you find wearing all black in your American highschools. These are very dangerous... I pray for the original owners of this farm. I would administer a blessing but it hurts too much lately." "So I will do the next best thing..." Koln slides out the magazine to his firegun, making sure it is filled, before sliding it back in and cocking his weapon. "I will send the unholy lot of them straight to Hell where they belong.... and no, we're not calling the police instead. We need find Ruby and Lacey. Yes yes oui I know, 4 vampires trotting around making noise, but I get the feeling they probably already know we're here."Not waiting for Clover's approval, he takes her hand and starts off in the direction of the building. As he walks he eyes his surroundings suspiciously, his own Malkavian-induced paranoia playing with his senses - the rustling trees sound like whispers, the creaking barn door screaming, imps watching safely behind the rocks, ghosts rising up from the soil, werewolves watching in the distance, skeletons rattling by the barn windows, dragons preparing to hatch forth from the bright white 'egg' in the sky that is cunningly masquerading as the moon, each star a knife's point ready to come down any second in the form of a splintering hail of agony from Stephenie Meyer's spaceship overhead.... so many monsters and so little time.</blockquote>

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