the REAL SATAN: take his hat
Alas, I wish this was true. Being alive in this very world is an insult in itself. Every form of existance native to this plane mocks me by default.
As for my guests, I do not think killing them will be necessary. As irritating as these beings are, I do not think they need to be destroyed yet. After all, I will never have it said that I am a violent man. They are not close to revealing my identity, and if they could harm me I would let them. One who has lived for billions of years in a universe as imperfect as this can withstand any nuisance.
Stop that. That door is not to be opened. You risk revealing my nature to the audience. It is not time for that yet.
Please come back here and frolic in your dalek pile or something. You are being immature and bothersome. I am trying to tell a story here.
I said come back, or I will make you come back! You shouldn't disobey the most powerful being in the universe.
Please come back?
GOD DAMN IT
You have really nice hair mister silhouette. I'm serious when I say this, really.
You are also really nice and kind and I want to date you. Or at least hug you. A mere homestuck teenager like myself is unworthy, but it doesn't seem like anyone else, worthy or not, would want to hug you.
Please forgive me.
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Call me vain, but I believe these words are incredibly true. Were you not some formless extraplanar entity from goodness-knows where, I would take you up on this, however I suspect I would end up watching you shrivel and die before me, and as such for your own good, I will decline.
In the meantime, I must go and retrieve these cretins from my halls. Who knows what kind of chaos they are even now creating.
Now tell me.
Where shall I look first?
Play a song on your guitar! *swoon*
wait how would a hug kill me
>Be the BEAR.
>Stare at the art.
You cannot be the Bear right now. The bear does not exist within this universe, or any living universe. Neither does the Bear currently exist within the confines of time. As such, it is impossible to be the Bear at this moment.
But not for long.
Let's just say that to defeat entropy, one must become entropy. That does not lend itself well to physical contact.
In response to your first point, do you mean this old thing? It is one of the many I keep around the house in case momentary inspiration strikes me, although it has happened less often lately. One with all the time in the universe expends all possible songs quickly. As limitless as my imagination is in comparison to your feeble minds, even it has its limitations.
Anyway, I have more important things to do with this than play music.
Then how come the guitar doesn't die?
Oh hey, I think Boners is about to come on again.
I dislike this drivel with a passion, and would never willingly watch it. Sadly, the television in my office seems to be stuck perpetually on this channel. I should probably speak to Fried Eggs about stopping it from being broadcasted here. Regardless, I should go looking for those fools. they are probably causing all sorts of chaos.
loudly announce boners is on, your guests should come back
Nah.
The show sucks, sure, but lets go ahead and watch it anyways. It's what TV is for; watching shit you don't want to see.
Remember when you talked in this font? I thought it looked nice.
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I refuse to watch this drivel. It contains no useful or important content and is specially designed to hypnotise the weak minded. As I clearly do not fall into this catagory, it holds absolutely none of my interest. Even an immortal would not waste his time watching this disgusting excuse for a television program.
I doubt this will work, but trying can't hurt.
BONERS IS ON GUYS!
Predictably, this did absolutely nothing constructive.
I shall go elsewhere to continue my search. I am sure that they are not far away. I suspect that at least one of them is in my study.
There you are, my girl. You are predictable as ever. Well, you are a fictional construct, so your sentience is obviously limited. That does not excuse your lack of imaginative hiding places, however. Regardless, I think you will find that this particular game of hide and seek is over. I cannot send you back where you came from but I can do the next best thing.
For the sake of those with a squeamish disposition, I ensured that the previous panel, which involved an incredibly graphic depiction of her uncerimonious death, was not shown. The effects of absolute entropic corruption are not pretty, and I believe the artist is particularly lazy.
Now, only one more to go. Feel free to switch back to the Hell Intermission, if you wish. I assure you however that nothing in it is nearly as important (or handsome) as myself.
>Play a thrilling 30 minute game of Blue's Clues in order to find that which you are looking for.
check under a tree