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[closetshark]

As entertaining as this all is, I'm more of a skee-ball sort. Though I will admit that the rats are a rather lovely touch, so kudos on that bit to whoever thought this one up.

Normally I wouldn't bother with you twits but as my usual methods of leaving places haven't worked I'm forced to actually ask how to do so. The faster I get out the faster I can finish a project I was working on.

I've got some yeti to inform about the cancellation of Christmas and really can't dally about.

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[darkhourdear]

Oh. [hm. yeah that makes sense.]

So who are you?

[closetshark]

You fear other things though.

[Because that's not cryptic or creepy at all.]

Mn, greeks. Good times, back then. Is Hades well?

[closetshark]

I'm the Bogeyman.

[YEP.]

[windlancer]

[he gives out a soft, slightly amused chuckle.]

Be sure to let me know if you find one.

[darkhourdear]

Oh. [well then. yes. he can see why fighting might happen.] Well... it's nice to meet you?

[phillip no.]

[closetshark]

Why would I tell you anything?

[oftoomuchfaith]

Doesn't everyone?

[yeah, that's creepy, but she's dealt with WODEN face to face (sort of). If she can deal with that skeevy mask-wearing perv, she can deal with this guy.]

I'm afraid I couldn't say. Haven't seen him in a while. Long story.

[closetshark]

I somehow doubt that but I don't really care if it is or isn't.

[darkhourdear]

What do you care about?

[this conversation is already going weird places.]

[closetshark]

And everything.

Pity, I liked him far better than his brothers. When you see him tell him I was right and he owes me a puppy.

[oftoomuchfaith]

I'll keep that in mind.

If you don't mind my asking, what's your beef with Santa? Or North, I suppose.

[closetshark]

Plenty of things, none of which involve humans or their approval.

[darkhourdear]

Like what?

[closetshark]

He and his little band of usurpers need to be reminded that there are still those who remember how the world was before science and 'reason' decided that things didn't exist outside of children's minds anymore.

I'm simply righting a balance that was thrown off centuries ago.

[closetshark]

Like not being asked a thousand questions.

Don't you have a blanket to hide under or something?

[darkhourdear]

Why would I hide under a blanket? [you're strange.]

[closetshark]

Were you dropped on your head recently or are you really this naive?

[oftoomuchfaith]

Things get too happy and jolly for you, I take it?

[ Not sure if she agrees, but not gonna fault him for it. If he is what he says, then it's not like she blames him for wanting some balance back, even if she wouldn't necessarily give it to him. ]

[darkhourdear]

Neither? [you aren't very good at explaining things, either.]

[closetshark]

They were killing thousands of spirits, not directly mind you but... they became more important to humans because they bribed them with treats. Why believe in a regional spirit that keeps away things like snakes when Santa brings you candy? Belief in a thing makes us real.

I have no desire to waste away out of existence.

[oftoomuchfaith]

Well that's not on.

Always knew Santa was a sham. Glad to see that belief confirmed.

You know, you should meet my friend Lucifer. I think she'd like you.

[closetshark]

Let me spell this out for you then:

You're an idiot. Furthermore you need to learn when people don't want to play "answer every question about themselves because you think they will" with you.

[darkhourdear]

[this is not the first time phillip has been called an idiot. his best friend routinely refers to him as one. you are not done with him yet.]

Well, we're kind of stuck here until further notice, so I think it's nice to get to know each other!

And you do keep answering me. [it might not be the answer to the question, but it's still an answer.]

[closetshark]

Sadly I left all my gift baskets at home, so long as that's not a problem I'm sure I can put in an appearance.

[oftoomuchfaith]

She'd probably set it aflame on principle, so it's just as well.