re: a week dead and away from the games!

[gloryisbullshit]

Well tchyeah, roadrubber's sweet as sin and all that's in, but--heh. Damn girl, it's good to fuckin breathe.

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[gleans]

Having a good deathcation?

[gloryisbullshit]

Four-stars, friend. Comes highly recommended.

[gleans]

I think I'll pass for now. Don't wanna ruin my hipster cred by joining the dead brigade too fast.

[gloryisbullshit]

"Hipster cred"? You sing in large-scale theaterrock band, you have no "hipster cred".

[gleans]

Ha ha. You got me. I just don't wanna cause anyone any more grief after the shit that's happened lately. ... The actual dying part doesn't sound like much of a good time, either.

[gloryisbullshit]

[It's not a good time. Not at all. So he'll just shut up about it and kind of squirm a little bit.] Whatever, no one's gonna grief about you, it's not worth grief. Don't know how many times I gotta say it.

[gleans]

Uh huh. I just hope that when you get back, it's the end of people kicking the bucket for a while.

[gloryisbullshit]

Not if I can help it. Pretty sure I'mma try to maintain this, right? This limbozen. Bring some back into the City, dig?

[gleans]

Sounds good. We fuckin' need anythingzen. Zen for days.

[gloryisbullshit]

I see you trying to peacekeep up in that shit. It's cute, that's for sure.

[gleans]

I'm adorable. And like I said, minding the death count.

... You're gonna be able to work shit out with Ghoul, right? Like -- eventually, at least.

[gloryisbullshit]

Wanna say yeah, but fuck if I know. Don't really wanna keep boppin with'm, but. [Shrug.]

[gleans]

I really don't wanna keep getting tangled up in you guys' messes, but... I guess I'm already likely to be all "hey man, remember that other time he got mindfucked" anyway. Cuz I'm me.

[gloryisbullshit]

[Shift. Squinch.] Shouldn'ta gotten in our strings to begin with. Not your fault, whatever, but-- [:|]

[gleans]

Trouble finds me, I can't help it. And you guys are a fuck of a lot of trouble.

[gloryisbullshit]

No, I mean--mmph.

[gleans]

You mean what?

[gloryisbullshit]

Nothing.

[gleans]

[ 8| ]

What?

[gloryisbullshit]

I said nothing.

[gleans]

[ SIGH. ] Alright, alright.

GALUUUUUUU~N!!

[gloryisbullshit]

...It's not totally bad though. That you've got your hands in. [THANKS OR SOMETHINGS, IT'S NOT LIKE I LIKE YOU OR ANYTHING]

B-BAKA

[gleans]

[ SMALL SMILE. THAT'S LIKE A COMPLIMENT OR SOMETHING. ]

Nah. I mean, I do like you guys.

[gloryisbullshit]

[Eyeroll.] Yeah, I know. Have fun with that.

[gleans]

I will. Just... from a slightly safer distance, maybe.

[gloryisbullshit]

Ha. Emphasis on the safe. Whatever, you're fine, sunshine. [Fine now that he's satisfied you're doing what he wants, that is.] No big plans on the horizon, no big kinks foreseeable in the system--it's a good time to be housed.

[gleans]

Good. Maybe things'll calm down long enough so that me and Brad can finally get some music happening. I may be in a loud as fuck band, but man, the sound of double acoustic guitars? Awesome.

[gloryisbullshit]

Ha! Well feeling good is easier when you sing the blues, and hey--feeling good is good enough for me.

[brolociraptor]

So uh, how's the being dead thing working out for you? I mean, you were curious before sooo.

[gloryisbullshit]

Well on this level, it's damn peachy, I'll say. Streetlevel--guess we'll find out.

[brolociraptor]

Guess so. Word of advice though, don't keep it all in, I guess. I mean, I'm kinda fucked up in game because I hate talking about being dead. So there's that.

Shiiit, this is so meta.

[gloryisbullshit]

What, are you going to be my listening ear? Sorry sweetie, but I think we've grown apart.

[brolociraptor]

Haaaahaha, nope, I don't want to be your listening ear, dude. I don't even know you, I'm just saying, like a sort of dude-to-dude advice thing, which like, I know you're all tough and shit so you don't do sharing time but.

Whatever! Whatever, just saying dying sucks ass and you should talk to somebody about it.

And seriously punch the Ghoul dude while you're at it, he's making it smell like teen spirit all up in here.

[gloryisbullshit]

Yeah, I see the light, thanks Counselor Brad! [WHATEVA WHATEVA HE DOES WHAT HE WANTS]

You having fun? Ghoul? [aaaaahahaha] Don't worry, I will punch the fuck out of him, he has so many knuckles coming.

[brolociraptor]

Ha ha, you're so hilarious, I am totally dying at how witty you are. [ kanyeshrug ]

Man, good, because like, as much as I love sitting in the same space with a dude who angsts more than a thirteen year old listening to Untitled on repeat, he needs a good punch. I'd do it myself but timey wimey wibbly wobbly.

Also I have spindly arms. Punching is usually Daph's job.

[gloryisbullshit]

Well I'll see if I can't get her to help out.

PS: This Bitch.

[brolociraptor]

I will seriously clap like a seal if that happens. Maybe even for real Kermit flail. Just saying.

[gloryisbullshit]

You're straight up repulsive.

[powerballad]

Here, I'll make a deal with you: if you can get the Ghost to keep coming around my baby bird, I will peck his eyes out. Cool?

[brolociraptor]

ALL HAIL THE DAPHMEISTER. [ Cue I'M NOT WOOORTHY bowing and groveling, over the top as usual. ]

[powerballad]

Yes, worship! Feed me, man, I thirst for accolade!