Natellia's Scriblings

[Sarias]

A page in Natellia's journal that is titled 'Seventh set of observations of Horuset members'

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Tashha:
- She needs a boyfriend
- Maybe a puppy
- Scratch the puppy. She could eat it!
- Judging by her circumference, I don’t think she would pass on eating anything!
- Joking aside, I quite like her.
Nobrcer:
- First he was just tall and stupid. Now he is tall, stupid AND fat
- If he gets any fatter, he will turn into a black hole. Worse, he’ll turn into Tashha!
Vaenra Ahset:
- They’d be better of calling her Vaenra Hazmat. Cuz she stinks
Johran Hass:
- Tiny hands
- He must be quite crispy from all the roasting I did.
Zhaixe:
- She has headaches. Poor thing.
- Should I offer her a banana? Would it be worth the black eye?
Tyrjos:
- Has a drinking problem among acolytes developed during my absence?
Yutal Vipion:
- I wonder what went on in the archives last night. Surely it cannot be good.
- Perhaps it is the lord’s… lady time
- I will find some tampons and put them under his pillow. He clearly needs ‘em.
Terakin:
- Terakin? More like, Terrible chin.
- Terrible manners too.
- There is no length this man won’t go to to be extremely gay
- His last boyfriend couldn’t have made him less of a man than I did.
- That wankstain thinks he can be cheeky. Enjoy your lockjaw.
Aljo:
- Guuuuurl, you be looking fine as hell!
- I used to be an acolyte like you, but then I took an Aljo to the knees.
Annabelle:
- I dislike you the least
Aregra:
- I dislike you the 2nd least
Xuna Abaeir:
- Still an unholy bloodsucking demonspawn. Nothing new there.
Lazar Rio’caral
- I don’t understand the sith. They allowed a walking twig to become acolyte.
- I bet he’d fall over if you blow gently at him
- He’s the personification of my menstrual cycle: it comes when you don’t want it to.