re: shenans @ damned

[faeth]

I just don't understand why you couldn't have stuck to jumping jacks as an exercise routine, Mun. It's a legitimate form of aerobic exercise! You'd burn fat quickly, and you'd exercise your legs as well as your glutes, and it'd be much less taxing on, say, your shoulder as long as you didn't move the corresponding arm too much... Not to mention, it would be so much easier to synchronize, and you'd be able to train your timing with your other teammates. Like for dancing. How else are we supposed to train for Broadway?

A-anyway, I don't think it's too much to ask for something besides reaching for my toes, is it? It's a little difficult on my back, and I can't even touch them half the time because my che--











[ wait,

1) boobs

2) jumping

oh. ]

Oh.

Comments

[repelling]

I did what I could with the material given.

[blackmoonrising]

Please, the only person who could've butchered Hamlet worse was Laertes.

[repelling]

[ !!!! butchered!

never mind that that was actually clever good job kurosaki ]

Right, let's hear you do better when the question is no longer "to be or not to be", but "to perform or to make costumes"!

[blackmoonrising]

Well I wouldn't rip off Shakespeare for starters!

[faeth]

... S-sorry.

[blackmoonrising]

Nah, it's okay Inoue, you didn't ruin Hamlet.

[faeth]

... Oh, 'tis too... false.

[blackmoonrising]

Seriously, we might as well just call Ishida Mel Gibson and get it over with.

[repelling]

You go too far.

[faeth]

... [ that begets a curious look. ] I don't see the similarity. I was always thinking he was more of a Pierce Brosnan.

[repelling]

Yes, I think an apology is in order. It must be difficult to go through life totally without a sense of humor. No... creative spark. It's a wonder he appreciates Shakespeare at all.

[blackmoonrising]

More of your conversation would infect my brain.

[repelling]

You would first need a brain.

[blackmoonrising]

It offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags.

[faeth]

Ahaha! Ha... Well, I guess- William Shakespeare is truly a master of his art, and...

P-perhaps we are oft to blam-- I mean, perhaps altering his fine work would be a... sacrilege?

[repelling]

Not only am I confident that far worse has been done, but-- he's been dead for six hundred years.

He'll get over it.

[faeth]

How now, how now, Ishida-kun! He's probably writing a tragedy based on the woes of unseated shinigami life as we speak.

[blackmoonrising]

Y'know, I wonder if it'd be worth asking him? He's gotta be somewhere around Rukongai...

[faeth]

That's true. I guess we could go off searching for him, but where would we start?

[repelling]

Then you'd miss the point. How humorless, Kurosaki.

[blackmoonrising]

You are not worth another word, else I'd call you knave.

[repelling]

You have a plentiful lack of wit.

[ just reusing lines, he interpreted them okay ]

[blackmoonrising]

You want wit? Fine.

[He will give you wit.]

That a pasty milsop such as thee should thus slight the words of men far greater than thine own ilk doth cut me to the quick and boil mine own blood to the most violent of sanguinity.

1/4?

[repelling]

[repelling]