#whoreihara

Cerberus really had to wonder what was about this modern holiday that always brought droves of damned souls down into the pits of their eternal torture, even though he was rightly too busy weeding out those who didn't belong versus those who did. The guardian was beyond annoyed and tired of dealing with live souls, and so when more showed up, saliva actually dripped from his jaw. A nearly deranged look passing over his features as he snarled. "Get out of here -- you do not belong."

                 Chuckling to himself, the doctor nods appreciatively at the newcomers.  “Nice to see you all--!”