The AAY crashes through your window

CRASH!

tHERE'S GLAss iN MY EYESeeSES!!!! AUUUUGHHH!!	17.7%	[ 146 ]
holy s**t dude!	13.2%	[ 109 ]
Someone call the popo!	6.2%	[ 51 ]
*crashes through the window*	10.5%	[ 87 ]
This isn't fun!	4.1%	[ 34 ]
Stop crashing through my window!	10.3%	[ 85 ]
It's an emergency!	2.5%	[ 21 ]
IF IT'S AN EMERGENCY USE THE MOTHER FRACKING DOOR!	17.1%	[ 141 ]
My leg!	10.3%	[ 85 ]
THIEF! HELP! THIEF!	8.1%	[ 67 ]
Total Votes:			[ 826 ]

[Visra]

Aldrefyri was relaxing in her domain, when suddenly, the distinctive sound of glass shattering rings out through the area. Her head perks, and she stares at... Kefka.. "Do you know how hard it is to get a dimensional skylight in a deep shadowy domain? Why, more accurately, HOW are you here? Are you okay?" gonk

[Wanna See Dracula Dance]

Dracula always supports ladies doing property damage.

[Hydelloon]

"I see Dracula has gotten more aggressive when it comes to starting a dance party."

[jady_boy]

"Seriously? I throw one employee out of my window, and suddenly you think it to be a proper entrance into my office?"

[Visra]

With the window shattered, and now everything a mess in her room at the guild hall, Aldrefyri sighs. "Is this act of property damage, because I broke time with a singularity when I used dark magic to cast the black hole spell, and crunched that moment in time into a single unobservable, unattainable, unmovable moment? I understand your upset, but is breaking my window, really the right answer here?" She pleaded to Beck, knowing now she'd have to pay for the repairs.

[Telekinetic Undead]

Chris leaped up from his chair and placed the horror novel he was reading down, "Aldrefyri? What is wrong und why didn't you use the door?" The vampire's eyes started to turn slightly red with worry for his dear friend as he made his way closer to her.

[kefkadragon]

The morning before his planned meeting, Osdrik is shocked awake by the sound of broken glass in his room at the inn. The dwarf springs to his feet, grabbing a heavy pan near his bed. He held the cookware defensively. "Great Shepherdess man! Did the chef toss you out of the kitchen? You look like you fell asleep in the flour bag." He said loudly enough to draw attention from the outside. He prods Chris with the pan. "You're not here to turn me are ye? I've got enough garlic, spices and alcohol in my blood you'd probably burn up just by piercing my skin."