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"Go underground, do a wee bit of interdenominational travel through the dreamland gate, and beat the ever living shait of the tentacle faced wankers that done it. Ya know, like last time that happened! Bloody buggers.."

"How do ye usually eat yer mind flayers? Wondering if folks also put soy sauce on theirs."

"Mind flayers?" The tall blonde man asked, his amber eyes focusing on the question asker in an intense stare. "What the hell are those?" Oliver's stare stays focused on him before he slowly slides it over to someone else.

Running his finger over the scar on his nose he thinks, a low hum sounding in his throat. "Do you like to fight? If so how about we have a go?" he asks, raising an eyebrow and then his fists, bouncing on the balls of his feet and punching at the air with a smirk.

"Ey, I'd fight you if I could buddy but ya see I'm not at all entirely solid, you see." The spirit said in a slightly raspy "gangster" voice, waving his hand through the other one to further explain his point. "but trust me, back when I was alive I'd have knocked ya out in one hit, trust me son."


"So...Whaddya think happens to ya when you die?"

Mute simply shrugged, writing on a small paper," I do not know...I am just a little plush doll so for me there is no understanding.."

Turning to another person she turned her frown into a smile quickly scribbling before handing it up to the next one,
" What is your worst regret?"

"Destroying the world, until Adam went back and stopped it from happening" Raptors answers awkwardly

"Would you rather be a Pegasus or a unicorn?"

"A unicorn". As she looked at the raptor. She turns to the next person "are greed and lust sins?".

"I think if they effect people, yes." the blonde man answers, a deep bruise starting to form around his eye. He raises a hand to press a finger to the purpling area while another dabs at his bleeding lip. "He really decked me..." he mumbles to himself and looks over to the next person as he forgot he was supposed to ask something.

"Oh...right. Ask a question." he stuffs his hands in his pockets and opens his mouth to speak. "Have you ever earned money illegally? Like through an outlawed business or something?"

The disheveled looking elf warrior smelling strongly of alcohol, tipped back his bottle taking a swig before swallowing and answering with a chuckle. "Aye lad, that I have."

He staggered over to the next person, leaning against the nearest wall, his scruffy, handsome, face breaking out into a grin. "What'duya think of pirates mate?"

"They can be useful, but can also be inept. Something you and your alcohol suggest you may just be. "

"If the Sun creates lives, then it would also means it takes away, yes?"

"Yes," The elf answered. She tucked a strand of her hair behind her pointed ear, "It gives us the light we need to live and go about our lives. However. anger the sun and it can take it away."

She turned to the next person, crossing her arms, "Is violence necessary for peace?"

"Indeed, in a few cases it is necessary."

"You are a dragon that mentally degrades over time and is worshiped by humans. If you grant the humans one of your fangs they may fashion it into a sword to slay you when your degradation results in insanity. What do you do?"

"That's a double-edged sword. I fight for my friends, but also what's right, and what's necessary."

"Hmm...Wanna buy a flower? One gil..." Feeling out of place, having said that, he'd sighed. However, he lost a bet, and, thus, had to ask.

"I'll buy a flower!" The small pale vampire says with a sweet smile. "How much?" Rummages through her bag looking for money before handing it over and taking said flower with a blushing giggle.

Then turning asks "Is day or night better? And does anyone actually like the taste of blood?" Wrinkles pale nose.

"Those are two questions!! But I shall indulge you.."

"First and foremost, day is superior to night, for it is when the sun reigns supreme and empowers me!"

"Secondly, I happen to enjoy the taste of blood quite thoroughly, more so if it is that of a powerful warrior and even better if I can consume it directly from their still beating heart!"

"Now then, as for my question.. hm.. what is your opinion of macuahuitls?"

"Day is pretty awesome, but... Whoa man, that's... Gross, and huh?? A macu-hut-what? What's a... macuahuitls..?" The tan quarterback made a weird face as he asked, throwing an arm around his girlfriend Lizzy who had asked the questions the strange being had answered.

"Actually, it's just a macuahuitl. It's a crude weapon...Think a wooden sword with razor-sharp obsidian around it."

"Curious as to how I know?"

"Sorry, but not really..." the pale green eyed girl answers, a sympathetic look on her face.

"What is it like being raised without money?" she asks, a perfectly plucked eyebrow raising as she speaks. "Assuming that you don't have a lot of course." Melody adds, hoping that she didn't come off wrong.

"Depends on what ya mean, pretty lass. But if you mean impoverished, and lacking social status, then it can be hell, or a hell of a time. If you know how to live right." The handsome scruffy rouge says as he winks and smirks at her.

"Ta match the other question, what's it like having money, as in... Being a rich fancy pants." Swirls his bottle of liquor contemplatively.

"I don't know man." Oliver shrugs, cracking his bruised knuckles. "Never been rich a day in my life."

He turns to the next person and gives a rare grin, something rare for a stranger to receive at least. "Do you ever wish you could just go back in time and erase a part of history to rewrite it?"