Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Behold, the yet unfinished and yet unnamed Story, a future unique piece of mush rotting in the garbage!
Featuring:
Viede the Boring
Daemus the Insane
Pinion the Blank
Raphael the Buttercup
Jake the FWHOOM
Ethe the Pokey
Ethan the Golden Silence
Quinn the Feminine
And last but not least...
LORD BIRO THE AWESOME.
Available in bookstores now never!

I realize that Viede and Daemus have a problem.
Would you like to guess the most commonly used word throughout their whole meeting?
'Wait'.
At least it seems that way to me, I didn't actually count hahah.
But Daemus keeps rushing for time and rushing over all the explanations and since there are whole lot of explanations, Viede keeps saying wait and going back and he has to explain all over again and stuck in all the pointless arguments about brain sizes and personal charm and the whole meeting to the point where Pinion came in is about 4651 words.
Guys, try to think over what you're saying and give a coherent and well thought out response. Maybe we'd be able to move on that way and I wouldn't have to keep going back and adding in more crap into your conversations? Deal? Deal.
And I bet you'll fail your essays. Off topic to the max.
You'll fail your summaries too. I just know it.
And I bet when doing comprehensions Daemus would answer, 'The answer is in paragraph 3, line 57. Know that little organ in your head that I'd really like to put a bullet through? Use it and stop asking ridiculous questions. Or I'll be forced to shoot your brain as mentioned above. Oh, don't worry, I won't miss. Small targets don't bother me.'
Viede would probably answer, 'This question is irrelevant to me or my life, and therefore is a waste of time. I blatantly refuse to waste my time on such irrelevancies. It is better spent eating ice cubes.'
Ethe: 'This is a truly complex and well-phrased question. I applaud your genius for being able to come up with a question so breathtakingly beautiful in its complexity. I was destined to answer this question. I live to answer this question. It is my fate. The answer is buried deep in my soul, at the very depths of my being. The profound and holy nature of this answer is not to be put down on this lowly, unworthy paper. I will have it carved onto tablets of solid gold bigger than the pyramids. I will spell it out across the sky with the stars...'
Ethe's really quite talkative when he's being passionate about something.
Pinion would leave the paper blank.
Quinn would just answer the question. In illegible handwriting.

I don't know why I'm doing this hahah.
But well. It was fun.
I'm beginning to actually like my characters.