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*Adam enters, and looks around suspiciously for monkeys. Spotting none, he goes up to the bar and orders a pint*

I am what I am.

And that's all that I am.

Who are you?

Adam.

Biblical.

Paul.

Also biblical.

*laughs*

So whatd'ya do, Biblical?

I am.

Ain't we all.

Anything else? Anything fun?

Oh, I do loads of fun things. I hang out with my friends, and I go to the cinema.

*frowns*

I only do fun things.

*With distaste*

That's fun?

Well what do you think is fun?

Killing. Maiming. Torturing.

Trapping souls between the here and the here after and watching them suffer...

That sort of thing.

Yeah, but what do you get out of it?

I like it.

Yeah, but why? I'd think you should at least get something out of it.

*As if talking to a slow child*

Plea. Sure.

Revenge.

Oh, well, of course. Revenge is different.

*nods understandingly*

It feels good.

Who do you take revenge on, Biblical?

Nobody. Yet.

Most people don't bother going against me, so I don't need to.

What about you? Have anybody in mind?

*Paul's lip twitches*

Yes.

Well, are you going to tell me? Or are you just going to sit there and be vengeful all by your lonesome?

Jensen.
Snoutman.
~~Gottreich.~~
Tallent.
Big Dog.

...

Gaddling

*frowns* I don't know them. What'd they do?

Never mind about that.

Well, how'm I supposed to know how to help you get revenge if I don't know what they did?

*Eyes glittering*

Really...

They wronged me.