|| Joshua Jane | Berith ||

If you don't like the way I play Berith, have things you wanna add or criticise about regarding his characterisation, or if you just want to offer some pointers, you can always get in touch - my contact details are available on my user profile.

You're most welcome to leave your comments, suggestions and flames of fury constructive criticism here.

Comments are screened and may be posted anonymously, so you're good to go. <3

Thanks~

PS: Personality and History is up on the profile/user info page.

You can also feel free to leave comments should you want to plot with me.

It's too hot when it's hot. It's too cold when it's cold.

I've been having so much to drink that I don't remember anything anymore.

Christmas is nice. It's warm even though it's cold.

I didn't think I'd wake up again when I collapsed last night.

Aim, stop trying to light them on fire or doing whatever disturbing-as-hell things you're doing to my clothes. Belphegor's shirts are too big and I'm seriously starting to reconsider this 'friendship' crap we supposedly have that you've been trying to peddle to me since however many million years ago.

That just proves it. Hell hath no fury like a horny lesbian.

So, Aim, thank you for the night out. No more piggy-back rides though; might put your back out, and my balls still hurt.

You and Belphegor like to come over for Thanksgiving? I have the turkeys and pumpkins ready, and enough gold for an eternity out on the Strip.

Oh and Belphegor - watch the chair. That's going to leave a nasty bruise.

What you cannot see surging through your veins is difficult to guard against.

Secrets I can keep, but is it still a secret if everyone inherently knows?

A storm is coming. Now is the time to invest in a good umbrella.

Or build a bomb shelter.