[Re: His mun tempting a possible Dammers mun - Canon is 'The Frighteners']

[noscruples]

Oh. Oh, you're funny. Hil-larious! You even shipped off screencaps to help with icon making and friended that... that asshole's journal over here!

When I asked for some canonmates THIS was NOT what I had in mind! Why do I always attract the crazies?

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[onepointtwentyonewatts]

Marty! Someone else isn't going to bringing over Kid Tannen are they?

[noscruples]

Who?

[onepointtwentyonewatts]

Marty. What did you do get your head hit or something?

[noscruples]

My name ain't 'Marty' - it's 'Frank'.

[onepointtwentyonewatts]

I'm afraid you're going to have to do more then flash a card with your name on, Marty. If that is even your real name.

[Pause]

What's my name?

[noscruples]

Pal, I've never met you in my life. I don't know what your name is but I'm coming up with some names to call you if that counts.

[onepointtwentyonewatts]

That kills two birds with one stone. You're not Marty, even with your uncanny likeness and you're not a psychic. Not that I believe in that, nothing more then a bunch of hozpoz if you ask me.

[noscruples]

I talk to the dead. If I were able to read anything off you I'd be advising ya to check your pulse.

[onepointtwentyonewatts]

Dead men tell no tales, sir. My advise to you would do yourself a favor a go see a licensed psychologist before your hallucinations run a menace to society and then what stink into your hallucinations?

[noscruples]

Oh, they tell a lot of tales. Also - they attract flies.

[onepointtwentyonewatts]

The decomposing corpse gives off complex putrid pheromones that's pick up by the tagma of the fly or any other mammal, insect, reptile, amphibian, fish with a certain radius. Flies in particular.

In order to talk, sir their vocal cords would have to have resperation passing though them.

Vocal cords need vibrations in order to work, which is caused by inhalation.

[resuscitates]

And here I thought I was the only one.

[noscruples]

Not by a long shot, man.

[niceguy]

Y-yeah. I'm starting to get that muns are very good with listening.

Must be some sort of inner ear problem...or selective hearing.

[Or muns are just mean! But he can't say that too loud...]

[noscruples]

I'm going with an inner brain problem.

[niceguy]

Uh...yeah I can see that being an issue too. I mean hah, hard to hear anything without that.

So.

What evil plans is your mun making?

[noscruples]

See that guy down there? The one that thinks I'm a sociopath? Yeah, my mun is 'wooing' his mun into dumping him in the game I'm in because she thinks it would be hysterical.

[niceguy]

[Sociopath? How did he miss something like that?!]

Uuuuh, yeaaaah. I see him.

He's just, exaggerating things. Right? I mean you don't look like a sociopath.

*pause*

Right?

annndd here we go !

[brutalcartography]

Ohh it won't be long now, Frank. Your days hiding behind the safety of your internet handle are numbered! NUMBERED!

Oh God

[noscruples]

[AH SHIT]

Don't you ever get tired of being a total and complete dick?

[brutalcartography]

I never tire relishing on my dickishness, Frank. You of all sociopaths lurking these streets should know this by now.

[noscruples]

You're the one carrying around an Uzi and I'm the sociopath. Gotcha.

[brutalcartography]

[ His uzi--! Oh god his uzi! Mundanes are such dreadful people. Hanging you down by their strings with dues ex machina sneering over your shoulder.

Can't stop-- the shivers just won't stop. Just keep caressing your chest. Your vest is still there. You are safe, Dammers! ]

As long as we're-[INHALE. EXHALE.] on the same page.