| The Fae
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"Ohhhh, my fellow commoners. How like a baked potato you all are. Warm, squishy and pleasantly bland, but from time to time there comes the stabbing pain of biting into aluminum foil."
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"We've played Tag, and Bloody Mary and you've done your Ducks and I've been your Goose. But no more."
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| Other Supernaturals
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"What is wrong with your minds and hearts to make you so cold? Does death end all hope? Are the Dead incapable of dreaming?"
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"Are they gods wrapped in human shells like some sort of Holy Sausage? Isn't that how most Sidhe view themselves?"
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"Men that change into beasts? Impossible!"
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"Is your twin in white extra?"
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