[box border=1 cellpadding=0 cellspacing=3 width=80% bordercolor=#202020 bgcolor=#f5f5f5][col colspan=4 valign=top width=100% bordercolor=#202020 bgcolor=#f5f5f5]Dalthis, Oosan, Prodeath, Butter and Ceda have joined the party.[/col][/box]

  Oosan: Dalfis where's your bruhver? (He's British)

  Dalthis: How the hell would I know?

  Butter: Plague's probably dying to foxes.

  Oosan: Nah, he's probably beat'n off to em!

  Dalthis: Eww... probably.

  Prodeath: Dalthis, why don't you know where your own brother is?

  Dalthis: Do you know where your sister is?

  Prodeath: That bitch is probably in a brothel some where!

  Ceda: Dalthis... can you tell me a story?

  Dalthis: Shut up Ceda! Why aren't you dead yet? Weren't you dying from some incurable illness?

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  Ceda: *Crying*

  Prodeath: Aww Ceda, don't worry... I'm sure you can manage to make enough money to afford the treatment...

  Butter: *Snickering Loudly*

  Oosan: Tell Plague to join the call!

  Dalthis: He used a different name in this game!

  Ceda: I think it's something like Raphael...

  Prodeath: Maybe he's just called Mike?

  Dalthis: There are thousands of characters with those names....

  Butter: Does anyone know his cell phone number?

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  Meanwhile Azrael was lost in a dirty alleyway full of lepers. He wanted to ask his friends for directions but they all declined his friend requests.