If you have thoughts, can be touched, and can touch others, you exist. If you can process your own thoughts without logic, you most certainly can exist, and I only say that because obviously many of the people here do not use logic or common sense. Mankind is not accomplished enough to determine what exists and what does not, or, indeed, what life is worth living.

So I'll thank you not to judge my existence as a puppet, Farfarello, before I go back to it.

Any questions? Comments? Concerns from those not mentioned? Please leave your name and address that I may hunt you down and stab you when you're asleep and when you're awake. If you comment without an address, I'll just hunt you down anyway.

It's a small city. Not too many places I don't know of at this point.

Let the hunt begin.



( Private; Unhackable )

That was insane, and I am never doing it again.

Someone take note that Akasuna no Sasori, at 0704 hours on Monday morning decided he was never, ever going to "pop into" a ball ever again. Nevermind that my straitjacket was comfortable.

First to make a crazy joke gets a needle in the eye, and it won't be from me.

( PRIVATE: Unhackable )

[[ooc: So, feel free to have your character comment about Farfarello and Sasori running around the ball in straitjackets with the sleeves buckled to each other's. Forget joined at the hip; joined at the sleeve ftw]]

Well... it almost seemed as if intelligence struck this desolate rock... But then a greater stupidity arrived! Or perhaps it has been here for several weeks, manifesting like a bad wound no one has bothered to treat. In this case, a rusty knife and a rubber band would work just fine.

Oh! And of course, there are those former Akatsuki members. If they are the definition, I am ashamed to have called myself one, and I hope you all do not judge all of us by two very odd examples. I suppose death has gone to their heads; they think they rule the whole damn Purgatorium, or something.

Anyway, in regards to my first paragraph... I understand there will soon be a baby on the loose? Can anyone confirm this properly? I like to rip the nice velvety skin off of babies and make it into hats. They go for an unreasonably large sum on the market, I'll have you know. At one point, I even covered a journal with the skin of a lovely little baby. It's face was on the front cover.

So! Babies, yes?

I recall at one point - with Orochimaru's rather unwilling assistance - I cut a baby right out of it's mama's womb. It was like cutting a water balloon. Ahh, good times... good times...

Couldn't sell it's skin, though... It was all midgety and deformed because I took it out early. Probably wouldn't have been if I hadn't given her that poison... Ah well. Can't have everything.

Oh but it gets me pumped just thinking about it!

P.S. Oh Deidara's here. In a lovely dress.