by Azathoth » Mon Aug 06, 2007 5:34 pm
Cream looks at Nova, an odd look on her face. "Do ya think I want to forget my old life, love? I feel sorry for the people who you were, for they are pretty much dead now. Ya can lose one or tha other... the body or the memories, and you can still be called you. But ta lose 'em both? You are gone forever, love. I can still hold out hope... because I am still me up 'ere. *taps the side of her fluffy head* Even if it aint me... down here. *she pats her chest* Some day I might turn back ta normal... or even manage ta go on with my life like this. *shrugs* But to me, love... a worse punishment would be to force me to take that thing."
Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil...prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...