Tentacles stop rippling, but Hastur doesn't close his eyes. He still looks and starts talking, calmly and almost mechanically.
(@Albert) Hastur: The Great Old Ones have got many names. The Leviathans, C'Tan, The Flood, The Forgotten Ones, every world knows us differently. But among these never has been the title of The Elder Gods. Bastet, Hypnos, Nodens, Kthanid, a host of more - they're our adversaries, opposing us and hunting our kin, and we respond in kind. It is your ignorance to blame, but be sure not to blunder this way again.
He then closes his eyes and smiles slightly, turning towards Naomi.
(@Naomi) Hastur: Why shouldn't I? The explosion was a sight, mind you.
edited 2nd Aug '16 2:21:14 PM by TheRiddleOfCards
(@Turax) Hastur: If humanity's current stage of evolution is to be believed, it's not.
(@Asagi) Hastur: ...And, well, I will doubt your denial if you repeat that you have nothing to do with The Black Goat Of The Woods. ~smirks as if stating an ultimatum~
edited 2nd Aug '16 2:23:18 PM by TheRiddleOfCards
(@Albert) Hastur: There was one. You've destroyed it in the Dunwich Building. ~sticks out tongue, then chuckles~ Besides, that wasn't my wrath yet... Though even if it would be, I'm not as much of a threat now.
(@Naomi) Hastur: Hm? Why the stare?
(@Asagi) Hastur: ...And whatchu called me? ~armor-piercing stare~
edited 2nd Aug '16 2:31:56 PM by TheRiddleOfCards

-Steps back in panic, and produces what looks like a flaming sword- @Hatsur Albert: " What? What did I say? Shit, did I use a insulting term? I didn't mean to do that! "
edited 2nd Aug '16 2:12:22 PM by Nemtsol
Will make dad jokes for friends.