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Hee! Yeah, I noticed that on your Ash cookie. That's awesome! It's such a character thing, and it never fails to skeeze me right out. It's like, melted eyeballs, okay. Exposed internal organs, okay. Throat-slashing, fine. Ash drinking the dregs of someone else's beer? Gyack! *shudder*
I had this cracky little bunny-let about Ash being a "special kid" only his power involved knowing things about people from the taste of their spit, which is why the Demon has him stationed in a hunter's bar, where he can steal all the hunter's beer dregs and gain access to their spit. But there's no way I'm ever going to do anything about it because it makes me want to puke. :-)
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