Everything Starts Somewhere: (CLOSED stalkers tho) (Fantasy!!!! And other stuff) (Whoever joins gets a box of free cookies!) (I'm (no longer) lonely.) (Did I mention free cookies?)

(Can Quoth do that?)

(No. Quoth is a raven.)

"NOR ARE YOU ALLOWED TO KILL." Death said firmly. "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, IT IS NOT AN OPTION TO COMMIT POINTLESS MURDER."

“Aw, poo.” Will pouted.

"YOU SHOULD NOT MOAN OVER SUCH THINGS. POINTLESS EVIL IS NEVER SOMETHING ONE SHOULD CONSIDER."

(Okee. Just checking)
Quoth glared back at Igor, croaking.

Will mumbled random words and sipped his tea.

(Where does Heath come into this?)

(Ellen also)

Susan sighed. She decided to use The Voice. The Voice somehow was more a prophecy of the immediate future than words. It somehow flipped all the right levers, pressed all the right buttons, and made people do as they were told. "LET THE RAVEN STAY, IGOR." she said. "Y-yes miss, the raven can stay." Igor squeaked meekly.

(Where does Heath come into this?)

(Whenever you want, you can even just write something telling about them and what they do in their daily life.)

(Ellen also)

(However you want to.)

(Ooooo I have an idea

how about a guard or something comes and tells death his visitor is here or somethin?)

(Ellen could run into Heath)
Quoth smugly groomed her foot. "I love that nifty trick of yours."

Will mumbled random words and sipped his tea.

"SHALL WE GO TO HER? NOW IS AS GOOD A TIME AS ANY, DON'T YOU AGREE?" Death asked.

(They’re both hired by the asassian, right? ._.)

Will mumbled random words and sipped his tea.

"SHALL WE GO TO HER? NOW IS AS GOOD A TIME AS ANY, DON'T YOU AGREE?" Death asked.

“Honestly, I don’t like living people so to me there’s no such thing as a ‘good time’.” Will grumbled.

"AS IN A TIME SUITABLE TO VISIT HER. THAT WAS WHAT I MEANT." Death said.

(Ellen could run into Heath)
Quoth smugly groomed her foot. "I love that nifty trick of yours."

"It's useful." Susan agreed.

"AS IN A TIME SUITABLE TO VISIT HER. THAT WAS WHAT I MEANT." Death said.

“I know. Wait I’m coming?”

"AS IN A TIME SUITABLE TO VISIT HER. THAT WAS WHAT I MEANT." Death said.

“I know. Wait I’m coming?”

"IT WOULD HELP FOR YOU TO COME, BUT YOU DO NOT HAVE TO."

Will sighed and took a sip of his tea, “I’ll go. Only because you’re going and I can’t have you wandering the mortal world alone.”

(Sorry I disappeared!) "THEN LET US MAKE HASTE." Death said. He walked off, his cloak flowing dramatically behind him.

Death walked over to the stables and saddled a pure milky white winged horse. He waited for Will to catch up with him.

“Hello, Sir.” Will nodded, standing next to Death.

Death climbed onto the horse. He gestured to Will to climb onto the other horse in the stables and they rode off.

“… will it eat me?”

"NO. ARE YOU STUPID? YOU HAVE RIDDEN A HORSE BEFORE. NOW COME ON. DO NOT DAWDLE."

“Ugh, yes, Sir.” Will grumbled, slowly getting on the horse.

Death and Will rode off. The rift between living and dead opened up, allowing them to cross over. They stopped outside the pub Susan was currently in.

(I keep reading Death's voice in this loud talking tone, and it cracks me up)

(SameXD)