Oh, you know. The usual. Running the gang, making money, blowing shit up--I don't even have to put pants on. [she's not exaggerating either she really isn't wearing pants] Yesterday me and Pierce raced golf carts. But that shit's doesn't matter right now. What about you?
Wouldn't call her a friend, exactly. She ain't even been canonized, you believe that shit? But yeah - She hasn't shut the fuck up since day fuckin' one. Just keeps gettin' louder.
Y'know, being crushed under a giant steel... thing he had hanging up, only to have it roll out down the street and cause mass mayhem? Fitting tribute really.
Welcome to this party, though. All kinds of fuckers from and exciting worlds to beat the shit out of.
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Shit, what've you been up to?
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Pierce is still around? Surprised his punk ass didn't get killed yet. Good for him.
Oh, you know. Bein' assumed dead, cooped up by alien assholes, same shit different day.
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Nah, he ain't dead. Sometimes I think you couldn't kill him even if you wanted to. [She doesn't, but Johnny knows what she means.]
Right. The alien assholes. [This mun hasn't watched nearly as much on SR4 yet but.] We'll get you outta there.
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Yo, he's not trying to take my place is he? [Yeah, he knows.]
I never doubted for a second.
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Like he could.
Good.
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Mind if I steal some icons? >.>
Was there ever any doubt? If Stillwater's finest psychos couldn't take us down, what chance did some pansy French fucker stand?
as long as you credit my friend who made them (burps/yevon) ♥
Johnny? Gladly accepts the beer with little more than a laugh.]
Fuck, still kinda pissed I didn't get to ring his neck myself.
Will do~! :D
Welcome to this party, though. All kinds of fuckers from and exciting worlds to beat the shit out of.