Greetings . . .

[Ally]

Omnia, is your worst nightmare doofus.

Now go home.

Hmmm . . .  and there'll be no one here for you to play with.
Stupid.

True, but quintessentially , I'm a loner.

So what is your big claim to fame? You were an orphaned waif from the slums somewhere obscure, right? And for kicks, you listened and danced your big flat feet to The Pet Shop Boys!

Sooo, essentially, you're sayin' you play with yourself.....right?........

[caskur]

Omnia, is your worst nightmare doofus.

Now go home.

Hmmm . . .  and there'll be no one here for you to play with.
Stupid.

True, but quintessentially , I'm a loner.

So what is your big claim to fame? You were an orphaned waif from the slums somewhere obscure, right? And for kicks, you listened and danced your big flat feet to The Pet Shop Boys!

Sooo, essentially, you're sayin' you play with yourself.....right?........

And you see that as wrong?

[Ally]

Omnia, is your worst nightmare doofus.

Now go home.

Hmmm . . .  and there'll be no one here for you to play with.
Stupid.

True, but quintessentially , I'm a loner.

So what is your big claim to fame? You were an orphaned waif from the slums somewhere obscure, right? And for kicks, you listened and danced your big flat feet to The Pet Shop Boys!

Sooo, essentially, you're sayin' you play with yourself.....right?........

And you see that as wrong?

kinda selfish, no?...waste of good...ummm...protein....

[caskur]

oh, you're talking about wanking, right?

That is personal, isn't it?

You're not trying to come on to the management here are you because that won't work.

[AmazingSting]

Omnia why bother? You will sonn disapear anyway.

[Omnia]

You mean you'd like me to disapear, huh?

Make me, Sting  baby. 

[caskur]

You two know each other?

How cosy!


Bring friends!

[caskur™]

You two know each other?

How cosy!


Bring friends!

[caskur]

You two know each other?

How cosy!


Bring friends!

let me define that more precisely.

friends who can write and not Omnia's little brother.