Væmpÿrr Wįzård, vĕry pöwerfyłł indêêd

Wĥƴ ārț þeře sø mæņŷ ŵiżærðe cöuñeçiłłeß..... țĥy ďoņ't něəđ nő fõōliśĥ çőuŋcïłłs!!!!! Ĵøiŋ mé, ţhĕ AŁŁPOẄERFƳL VÆMPYŘRE WIŹƏÆRÐÊ inßtæð!!!!! MWÆHÆHÆHÆ!!!!!!

HĀ! Nøẅ Ī śĥæłł ɓëĥøłðe țĥéè őñ pŭŕpœśę!!!

Ah ha, but what if I was using reverse psychology? What if you've fallen right into my trap? What if I actually wanted you to behold me all along?

HĀ! Nøẅ Ī śĥæłł ɓëĥøłðe țĥéè őñ pŭŕpœśę!!!

Faust walks up to a tower, one of dark and evil, with an expression of rage, hate, exhaustion, and unhinged lunacy. He was tired of being good, of being nice. Faust no longer wants to be the good guy.

*there are sounds of running, things breaking, and general chaos in the castle. Finally, the steps grow closer and the door is open by the dishevelled vampire overlord*

... "You're scared. Of squirrels." Faust looks like this might be the last straw for him. "... Why not at this point. Fine, I'll help. But on one condition."

Mĕ??? Sçæŕəd???? Ðoŋ'ţ bĕ æ fōøł!!!!! I æm țĥĕ AŁŁPOẄERFƳL VÀMPYŘRE WIŹÆRÐE!!!!! I ām ŋøț ṣçąřĕð øf ănŷ şqůiřŕĕłłs!!! ...ɓűţ ţĥĕý aŕĕ ĕățíńĝ mý ɓěßț śĥįřţß ŝø pĺĕăṣẹ ĝĕţ rïđ øf þěm ñőŵ.

Faust rolls his eyes. "I'll take right-hand man." He says as he prepares a spell to control the squirrels and send them away.

ÂH ƴěş!! Ì'vę ĥêąŕđ óf țhąt ŵrĕţćhéɗ çòünçiľ!!!! Öf ĉõůśê ţhęŷ ŵőułḍ çâßť şūĉĥ á wŕẹṭćĥĕɗ ṣpêľl!!!! Ṭĥeỳ mâđę vámpįřēš īĺłěĝäĺ!

Ÿéś! Ôf čóűşə! Mỳ ẸVÏŁ VÆMPŶŘĒ WÎŹÄŔƊ ćăßţĺê įš įmpęňëțŕāɓlė!! MŴÆĤÆÆĤÆHÆĤÆĤÆ!!!!! Ģọőð ľūçk!!!! Ĥèrẹ, țáķĕ țhíş!!!

Faust walks up to a tower, one of dark and evil, with an expression of rage, hate, exhaustion, and unhinged lunacy. He was tired of being good, of being nice. Faust no longer wants to be the good guy.

*there are sounds of running, things breaking, and general chaos in the castle. Finally, the steps grow closer and the door is open by the dishevelled vampire overlord*

... "You're scared. Of squirrels." Faust looks like this might be the last straw for him. "... Why not at this point. Fine, I'll help. But on one condition."

Mĕ??? Sçæŕəd???? Ðoŋ'ţ bĕ æ fōøł!!!!! I æm țĥĕ AŁŁPOẄERFƳL VÀMPYŘRE WIŹÆRÐE!!!!! I ām ŋøț ṣçąřĕð øf ănŷ şqůiřŕĕłłs!!! ...ɓűţ ţĥĕý aŕĕ ĕățíńĝ mý ɓěßț śĥįřţß ŝø pĺĕăṣẹ ĝĕţ rïđ øf þěm ñőŵ.

Faust rolls his eyes. "I'll take right-hand man." He says as he prepares a spell to control the squirrels and send them away.

ÂH ƴěş!! Ì'vę ĥêąŕđ óf țhąt ŵrĕţćhéɗ çòünçiľ!!!! Öf ĉõůśê ţhęŷ ŵőułḍ çâßť şūĉĥ á wŕẹṭćĥĕɗ ṣpêľl!!!! Ṭĥeỳ mâđę vámpįřēš īĺłěĝäĺ!

Faust walks up to a tower, one of dark and evil, with an expression of rage, hate, exhaustion, and unhinged lunacy. He was tired of being good, of being nice. Faust no longer wants to be the good guy.

*there are sounds of running, things breaking, and general chaos in the castle. Finally, the steps grow closer and the door is open by the dishevelled vampire overlord*

... "You're scared. Of squirrels." Faust looks like this might be the last straw for him. "... Why not at this point. Fine, I'll help. But on one condition."

Mĕ??? Sçæŕəd???? Ðoŋ'ţ bĕ æ fōøł!!!!! I æm țĥĕ AŁŁPOẄERFƳL VÀMPYŘRE WIŹÆRÐE!!!!! I ām ŋøț ṣçąřĕð øf ănŷ şqůiřŕĕłłs!!! ...ɓűţ ţĥĕý aŕĕ ĕățíńĝ mý ɓěßț śĥįřţß ŝø pĺĕăṣẹ ĝĕţ rïđ øf þěm ñőŵ.

Faust rolls his eyes. "I'll take right-hand man." He says as he prepares a spell to control the squirrels and send them away.

Faust walks up to a tower, one of dark and evil, with an expression of rage, hate, exhaustion, and unhinged lunacy. He was tired of being good, of being nice. Faust no longer wants to be the good guy.

*there are sounds of running, things breaking, and general chaos in the castle. Finally, the steps grow closer and the door is open by the dishevelled vampire overlord*

... "You're scared. Of squirrels." Faust looks like this might be the last straw for him. "... Why not at this point. Fine, I'll help. But on one condition."

Mĕ??? Sçæŕəd???? Ðoŋ'ţ bĕ æ fōøł!!!!! I æm țĥĕ AŁŁPOẄERFƳL VÀMPYŘRE WIŹÆRÐE!!!!! I ām ŋøț ṣçąřĕð øf ănŷ şqůiřŕĕłłs!!! ...ɓűţ ţĥĕý aŕĕ ĕățíńĝ mý ɓěßț śĥįřţß ŝø pĺĕăṣẹ ĝĕţ rïđ øf þěm ñőŵ.

Faust rolls his eyes. "I'll take right-hand man." He says as he prepares a spell to control the squirrels and send them away.

Faust walks up to a tower, one of dark and evil, with an expression of rage, hate, exhaustion, and unhinged lunacy. He was tired of being good, of being nice. Faust no longer wants to be the good guy.

*there are sounds of running, things breaking, and general chaos in the castle. Finally, the steps grow closer and the door is open by the dishevelled vampire overlord*

... "You're scared. Of squirrels." Faust looks like this might be the last straw for him. "... Why not at this point. Fine, I'll help. But on one condition."

Mĕ??? Sçæŕəd???? Ðoŋ'ţ bĕ æ fōøł!!!!! I æm țĥĕ AŁŁPOẄERFƳL VÀMPYŘRE WIŹÆRÐE!!!!! I ām ŋøț ṣçąřĕð øf ănŷ şqůiřŕĕłłs!!! ...ɓűţ ţĥĕý aŕĕ ĕățíńĝ mý ɓěßț śĥįřţß ŝø pĺĕăṣẹ ĝĕţ rïđ øf þěm ñőŵ.

Faust walks up to a tower, one of dark and evil, with an expression of rage, hate, exhaustion, and unhinged lunacy. He was tired of being good, of being nice. Faust no longer wants to be the good guy.

*there are sounds of running, things breaking, and general chaos in the castle. Finally, the steps grow closer and the door is open by the dishevelled vampire overlord*