Not really a point getting pumped about the blood junk here, right? I mean, there's like a handful of you dudes left, seems like a shitty thing to be basing stuff on when you're not exactly inundated with buds.

[ Shrug. Reaching the door to Robbin Baskins, pushes it open with a shoulder and bounds inside. ]

Anyway, I think the trolls here are pretty decent. They've only made me mad and cry liiiiike once, and they were pretty quick to apologize. So maybe they're not all lunatic despots.

[ Hops up to a seat at the counter, pats the seat next to her. ]