"They want me to what?"
Nocturne narrowed his eyes at the summoner in front of him. Even stripped of his arm blades, he could still think of a hundred ways to kill this idiot.
"We want you to open an ask-column..."
The man attempted to explain, his voice faltering.
"Your popularity as a champion is slipping, see, and the higher-ups think this will put you back in the limelight..."
Nocturne was dumbfounded. they wanted a murderous nightmare incarnate to start answering fanmail?
If you insist...
The shade began.
But I swear to the unholy powers that fuel me; by the time this is over, somebody is getting stabbed.
Breakfast of champions?
((Yea...does Nocturne even eat at all?))
"Hey baby, what's sh--"
Evelynn tilts her head, trying to find some part of Nocturne that was physically appealing.
Mentally wasn't much of a concern for her.
"Um... you know what? Never mind."
Ask the Defender
Do you give hugs?
Jayce is disturbed by Nocturne's hug, and then pushes him back.
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