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[goalenu]

Ah, geez, no, by all means. I think it's fuckin' peachy when you constantly ignore me for evil broads. Tell me, again, how well you identify with the quiet cannibal from Hell.

No, c'mon. That's a good one and I'm in need of another laugh.

Comments

[eyetalyan]

Donny.

Issat a lady yer shootin' your mouth off to like that?

[goalenu]

Hiya, lieutenant.

Nothin' to worry about. She's a "lady", but she knows I've been bitin' my tongue for too goddamn long, now.

Just going to pull them all out for you

[milch]

[ You can probably tell what's on the to of his tongue, but he only smiles. Shrugs. ]

These people, such a fantasy life they must lead. Perhaps you may pick up a new hobby while you wait for your time. Cross-stitching, I hear, isquite popular and soothing.

how could i complain!

[goalenu]

[Just...a little quiet fuming and a glare.]

Yeah. Cross-stitching. Ain't you a clever sonuffabitch.

Just one more, promise

[disrespects]

[ She surveys the other with a cool eye. Literally - she's only got one eye. ]

Sounds like someone's a little bit jealous. Just what have you done lately?

[goalenu]

Jealous? Of a rotten little bitch gettin' all what oughta be my screentime? Yeah, you might say that.

And done

[texasfuneral]

No good can come from finagling with hateful bitches.

[goalenu]

Yeah, that's why I - contrary to what writer thinks best - don't associate with 'em.

[voyeured]

You and about every other one of our muses. Pick you up, toss you around for a while until you've been subjected to do their bidding, and then they throw you to the side. They'll come back to you every once and a while, but if you're like me, end back up in the corner.

[goalenu]

Thrown to the side? Oh, no. It's not like that, here. She's just, ah. A little excitable. [Pot, meet kettle.] She always comes 'round. Always.

[keepsthemsafe]

..Sorry quiet cannibal from where?

[goalenu]

Hell. Yeah, I know. A weird one.

[pocketfulofsouls]

Aww. What's her name?

[ Introducing: The King of Hell ]

[goalenu]

[Side-eyes. This isn't exactly the sweetest of situations, here, friend.]

She doesn't talk. The lady calls her Dolly. Dolores or somethin', maybe. I don't know.

[inharperwetrust]

Aw, c'mon. Surely she can't be that bad.

[And Harper sorta hopes they aren't that bad looking, either.]

[goalenu]

Not the worst I've seen, sure. But I don't stand aside so easy for those who, as my gal puts it, "skew" towards evil.

[knowsthescience]

Ever consider she prefers the company of quiet cannibals to noisy sorts?

[goalenu]

Hah! Yeah, if she wanted peace and quiet, she's been running with the wrong crowd for years, now. She's noisier than I am, c'mon.

[surfaceshine]

So like literally Hell or what?

[goalenu]

Yeah. Literally Hell. I get it, people have this batshit idea that I'm prone to exaggeration, but excuse me for callin' it exactly as I see it.

BASTERDS 8D /slams this guy in here

[thestarspangledman]

I sure hope you're not talkin' to a lady like that, fella.

heck yeah, cap!

[goalenu]

Shit, between you and Aldo. Yeah, she's a lady. But don't get all up in arms, the broad can handle it, alright?

[foxman]

Wow. 100. And you didn't even need my help.

[goalenu]

Yeah? I can play that game, too.

[humansized]

Cannibal? From Hell?

[goalenu]

She bites, anyhow. Don't know what else you'd call it.

[orangetoughguy]

Do I look like Don Rickles?

[goalenu]

Couldn't say. I don't know the guy.