Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29710190-20170110224642/@comment-27661770-20170112030508

Judas blinked. A lot of information to take in...

"...I would have said, knowing those drawings as I do because of the... bodily? Some kind of connection, but I would have said that perhaps a demon molded is not a demon evil. But it would seem I was wrong. Now, Cain, would you kindly get your rear off the ground?"

Cain groaned.

"...agh, my 'ead feels like someone gave it a good knock with a brick."

"If you count an explosion and flying debris as someone, then yes, quite literally."

"...why aren't we dead?"

"Wel, Greed wanted my fez to paint it gold for some reason, then Isaac almost wanted to kill us because apparently he is a demon. If he's insane, then he's got no logical faults."

"Doon' be bloody smart, put it in plain English. Or some kinna Celtic. I speak that too, y'kno'."

"Isaac might be crazy but he's not wrong in why he is what he is as he says it."

"...well, shite."

"Shite indeed, Cain. NJow would you PLEASE help me walk? That other brick took out my leg."

"Well, I;ve lost an eye and you've lost a leg. Tit fer tat, eh?"

"...why do you have tears from under your eyepatch?"

"...wait, wot? ...well, blody 'ell. I've got me two eyes again. Wonder how long before it gets put ou'. And who's doon' the puttin' ou'. Might e'en be me."

"Well, it's better than hanging yourself."

Super Wrath, meanwhile, walked over, lobbed a heart container at Judas, and walked off. One act of kindness, for a man who had not garnered wrath from him specifically.