(Flames of Evil logs on)

Flames of Evil: Has anyone seen Yoh?

Shorty-pants: Nope. (shakes head violently)

Flames of Evil: Do you know where he is?

Shorty-pants: Nah. The last Tamao saw him he was with Anna. But she's here now.

Flames of Evil: Anna's here?

(Panics. Takes a brief moment to comb his hair and look pretty. Returns)

Flames of Evil: So—Anna, heh, heh, how, uh, how are you?

Vicious Blonde: Not good. My husband-to-be is missing

Flames of Evil: (Cries anime style) Yoh always did get the girls.

(LoYaL—SlAvE has logged on)

LoYaL—SlAvE: Has anyone seen my master?

(Silence)

Shorty-pants: Bason—is that you?

LoYaL—SlAvE: Um—yeah.

Shorty-pants: I never knew you had a username.

LoYaL—SlAvE: My master—his idea. This 'technology' of your dynasty is fascinating!

Shorty-pants: I still can't believe a ghost has a user name!

LoYaL—SlAvE: It doesn't matter. Have you seen my master? I have to know if angry fan girls jump him. He seemed to be eying one a few days ago.

(Ainu pig has logged on)

Ainu pig: Hey, everybody, what's new?

Flames of evil: Not much.

Vicious Blonde: Nothing.

Shorty-pants: Ren likes a girl! (squeals like a little girl)

Ainu pig: No way! Out with it, dude!

Shorty-pants: Yeah, come on, Bason. Who's the lucky girl?

LoYaL—SlAvE: Well, a girl saved him the other day from the angry mob of boys who were mad at him for steeling their ladies. Which Ren didn't but—you know how males are.

Ainu pig: Go on.

LoYaL—SlAvE: Well, she pulled him away just in time. Then they talked, and talked, and talked, and talked, until finally Ren asked for her number. Is it true that you humans have numbers on you these days? Because hers was 09/768564&9945362.

Shorty-pants: No, Bason. A telephone number. That's what he asked for.

Ainu pig: Get out of here! (Chanting)Ren likes a gi-irl! Ren likes a gi-irl…

Flames of Evil: Shut it, Horo. You know full well that Ren disapproves of being teased. Only I'm allowed to do that…

(Vicious Blonde logs off to watch soap opera on TV. Flames of Evil logs off to watch her watching soap operas on TV)

Ainu pig: So what's the lucky girl's name?

LoYaL—SlAvE: I believe her name was—Yin-Ko...(trails off)

(Iwuzmurdered and I-used-to-flirt-with-a-corpse are talking it over)

Iwuzmurdered: You changed your username, Jun? You're that mad at me?

I-used-to-flirt-with-a-corpse: Yes, Bailong, I did change my username. It says the truth. That I used to flirt with some dead guy.

Iwuzmurdered: You—didn't just say that. (Shocked)

I-used-to-flirt-with-a-corpse: yes, I do mean it, you insulted my dress!

Iwuzmurdered: I—can't believe it. You referred to me as—as—some dead guy!!!!

I-used-to-flirt-with-a-corpse: I did and I'm proud of it.

Iwuzmurdered: You—sick woman.

I-used-to-flirt-with-a-corpse: Now don't you go talking to me like that. Before I fell in love with you—you were my slave. Now bow down!!!

Iwuzmurdered: Make me, you puke-green, large-boobed, un-matching dress wearing looser!

I-used-to-flirt-with-a-corpse: THAT'S IT! GO BACK TO THE AFTERLIFE!!!!

Iwuzmurdered: (go back to the afterlife is an incredibly insulting thing to say to a ghost or dead dude) I'll never speak to you again. WAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA!!!! (cries)

(Iwuzmurdered has logged off to lock himself in a dark chamber and never come out. I-used-to-flirt-with-a-corpse has logged off to go rub it in)