Voice test redo, still not joining ink_city yet

[minor_setback]

[Following this conversation and eventually making it to Dreamwidth(Just assume it's weeks later), Evil comes striding in confidently. He's wearing a boy scout's uniform. He clears his throat and gets a box of cookies out of hammerspace.]

Greetings, fellow citizens of Dreamwidth. My name is John Smith, and I'm not a cat. I'm from Boy Scout troop #616, and I'm here to tell you all about the wonderfully tasty cookies that I wish to sell you. Did I tell you I'm not a cat?

Anyways, just look at this box of mint cookies! They look tasty, don't they? The first 20 buyers get another box free! Buy them now before they're all gone!

[He didn't mention at all how the cookies contained rat poison. Rat poison that would turn everyone into mindless rats.]

Comments

[great_king_penguin]

...a boyscout that probably hurked all sortsa nasty hairballs and shit in those cookies.

[Consideration, and a pause.]

I'll buy the whole lot, on the terms that I don't gotta eat 'em.

[minor_setback]

[Damn. Why are people too smart to fall for his disguises? And how did this Penguin know what he put into the cookies? ...Maybe because this person isn't a person. evil smiles nonetheless.]

Now, when have I said that you have to eat them?

You can have some. Up to 6 boxes. The future destroyer of the universe has to have his fun, you know. And I'm sure that you'll eventually give in and eat them. I've tested them, and many people have said that they were tasty~.

[great_king_penguin]

[He's not smart, it's just what HE would do, really.]

I prefer my food to not come in boxes, thanks. [That's a lie but he still doesn't trust you, pointyjaw.]

[minor_setback]

I can bag them up for you if that's what you want.

[great_king_penguin]

I'll pass.

[minor_setback]

Are you sure? you'll be missing out!