#cracked facade

-shrugs-

I am usually calmer in the morning before anons make their rounds. Suppose you have that first anon to thank for not immediately getting on my nerves.

*then average, but take my word for it… you’d /feel/ it if this wine was fit for Anon consumption. So no, “I” didn’t do anything to it, but then again, I’m not the one who made it. *Shrugs* I doubt the Anon who did put anything in it thought, surely you’d already be feeling the effects of whatever was in there if something was in there. Plus no one wants to ruin your good mood today Xephos, even the ones who love to do nothing but torment you were getting a bit fed up with the death threats. ))

-gives the anon an analysing look-

I honestly didn’t think anons enjoy much other than tormenting us “mortals” as you so affectionately called us.

I’ve been keeping an eye on Parvis, the last thing he needs right now is a hangover to end all hangovers.

-shrugs and finishes his cup of wine-

Listen, I’m not as fond of threatening you all as I say. I don’t like hurting people, consciously that is. If I’m coherent enough to avoid it, I’ll avoid it.

But I don’t have as much self-control as I used to and, well, I dunno. Think of me like that big green guy, The Hulk?

I’m a different guy when I’m angry.

So, really it’s simple.

-puts the glass down and gives the anon a sharp grin-