Well, well, I didn't think I was one to be so easily caught off-guard. Letting my senses dull, am I?
I do have to admit, this isn't exactly one of the more pleasing experiences I've had here. Very nice little trick, but I think the word on my forehead combined with those charming flashbacks were enough to get the point across, don't you? If anything, it only makes me want to be
less active once these ridiculous effects go away; I think I'll have earned the rest. Very frustrating, very-- I can't even stop typing once I start, apparently; the fingers don't seem to want to stop.
How the roses climb, how sublime the time when--All right, time to find something else to do, then.
[ooc: mephisto'd sloth-cursed nathan is kind of like a twitchy meth addict or something, idek. 8( solomon and amshel can feel free to be annoyed.]