No... not yet. I've got the life creating thing down, though.

*Alias points to the corner of the room, where there lay several deformed blobs of flesh, some moving around and making faint noise*

Now go away, I'm busy.

*Pushes the door open*

God dammit Alias. You can't keep this up. You've made nothing but shoggoths and you've been in here for years. Can't you just be happy with the friends you have?

And alias, think about this.

You think I'VE never tried to raise the dead? I know I've lost more than you have to the reaper. I did the same thing you did. For years and years.

But it just doesn't WORK like that. I gave up after a much longer time then you've been going. It's hopeless.

*Alias stops his work*

You want to know why? Why I've spent years and years down here?

Because Spectrum is the only person who ever loved me. I was abandon as a child. I had no real parents. Sure, you may think my friends "love me", but they were really just following me around to be with Spectrum. Spectrum is probably the best thing that ever happened to me, and I can't just give up.

Besides, I can do it. I know I can. In a few more years, I'll be fine. Hell, I might even forgive gggfrt. But right now, I need time, so shut up, and go away.

*Blacklite pulls his glare towards the floor*

*sigh*...you're telling ME...about how awful it is losing your loved ones?

You think I've never lost a pony who truly cared for me when nobody else did?

I don't think you understand....who you're talking to....

You're desperate, Alias. You were already mad, but now you're just delusional.

Sooner or later you're going to find out the meaninglessness of what you're doing and NOW you're hurting your friends while doing it. It's time to WAKE THE FUCK UP.