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[tasted_the_sky]

You're boring. You're so boring.

I don't know why I put up with you.

Hhheheheh.

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[other_r]

Now, who said you had a choice in putting up with them?

[tasted_the_sky]

[ Eyes him for a minute and smirks. ]

Easy. Y'just go quiet on them.

[other_r]

But wouldn't that be even more boring?

[tasted_the_sky]

It's fun to watch her get so bored she can't do anything. Bored with her boring!

[other_r]

Sheesh, it's almost like you have annoying people down to an art.

[tasted_the_sky]

[ Grins. ]

There are worse things. I could be trying to ruin her life. Or the lives of the other guys she plays.

i can already tell they're going to get along so well

[other_r]

Right. But you're not going to do that. You're going to exercise restraint and keep on being annoying instead. [ The words had the sound of a command moreso than an assumption. ]

oh yes

[tasted_the_sky]

[ Oh, he likes you already. ]

Yeah? I am? Ahhh... I wanna just ruin your day right now. But don't be upset, it'll be fun. A lot of fun.

is it bad that i want them to have a really horrible fight

[other_r]

I recommend you don't try it. I have a gun, and I'm going to be very upset if you make me waste a bullet. [ In truth, he just didn't want to be forced to have to kill anyone. That'd be the absolute last thing his nerves needed. ]

not at all

[tasted_the_sky]

Oooooo, a gun, I'm so scared.

[ Cheshire cackles, wiggling his fingers in an exaggerated manner. ]

Come on, pretty boy, let's go a round. Or two. Or three, four five six seven eight nine--

[ Lunges for him. ]

[other_r]

[ Remington didn't draw his weapon. Cheshire didn't look armed, and he didn't want to hurt him more than necessary. And besides, he'd dealt with enough drunk, crazy and disaffected people in his time as a police officer to know that waving a gun around usually wasn't enough to deter that sort of person from attacking. They often didn't care what hurt them, or didn't have the capacity to understand what they were throwing themselves into.

He steadied himself, and quickly threw a punch into the lunge, aiming to hit Cheshire in the face, hoping to knock him back. ]

So, your idea of a good time is attacking people you've never met before? What is it, some kind of ego boost? Or the fun of not knowing who you'll get into it with?

[tasted_the_sky]

[ The punch lands, and it sends Cheshire backward, but he manages to skid on his feed, lowering his body. ]

Less talky, more fighty! I don't need a psychiatrist.

[ Crazy he was, nearly devoid of any compassion toward himself. Unable to get close to others without tearing into them, he instead takes anyone who can survive near him as a friend. Even if they hate him. ]

[other_r]

Heh, it's all fun and games until you end up dead, or in prison, right?

Good Lord, why don't you stupid kids ever learn?

[tasted_the_sky]

Been in prison, haven't been dead yet though.... Could be fun. [ Grins wider. ]

gee cheshire you sure look astute

[other_r]

Somehow, I'm not surprised.

And if you don't back off this instant, you may just get your wish. If I have to kill you to protect my own life, then you're going home in a bodybag. Understand?

amazing what glasses can do for a person

[tasted_the_sky]

[ He speaks in a lowered voice. ]

Listen, man. I've ripped apart a ton of guys carting boom sticks... On purpose and not. You can either run off now, though I'm not sure how far that'll get ya, or...

Play with me.

putting glasses on anything (ducks, pigeons, etc) makes them look 50% smarter. not kidding.

[other_r]

So that's it. You're one of those guys likes killing people for fun. You're not just some obnoxious punk - you're a murderer.

And here you said you didn't need a psychiatrist.

oh definitely

[tasted_the_sky]

Of course I don't need one. They'd just end up dead anyway.

As fun as the first part is, the mess is a bitch to clean up.

stat bonus is inverted if the addition also includes a tophat tho. also motherfuck i need more icons

[other_r]

Well, you won't have to worry about the cleanup in the future, because I'm not going to let you harm anyone here.

[ Aaand you now have a gun pointed at your head. ]

Don't move!

pfft

[tasted_the_sky]

[ Puts his hands up. ]

Don't shoot!

[ But he's laughing now, instead whipping out a large stage-light, throwing it at the Echidna. ]

[other_r]

Hey, I said don't--

Ah, blast it--!

[ The stage light is hurdled far too quickly to be easily avoided, and it collides with him, sending him crashing to the ground with a thwack.

Unfortunately for Cheshire, the impact caused him to accidentally fire a shot off before he hit the ground. Given that he is aiming for the hedgehog's head, it'll probably clip past his ear. On the bright side, at least it didn't catch him in the eye. That would've hurt. And killed him instantly.

And the good news is that the notch'll make a great conversation piece at parties.

After a moment, Remington throws the stage light off of himself angrily, sending it tumbling across the ground with a clunk. He stands up and glances around quickly, his hands trembling from the adrenaline as he grips the handle of his weapon. ]

[tasted_the_sky]

[ The clip to his ear doesn't go unnoticed, but it's a few seconds before he actually reacts to it, far too amused with watching Remington get knocked to the ground.

He presses his ear flat against his head with his hand, his grin only widening. ]

Oh, did I make you mad, pretty boy? Come on. Shoot me. I've pulled bullets out of my body before... makes me feel more alive each time.