on donte going to the box

[upyours]

One demon infested shithole to another. Cool beans.

Mind giving me a heads up next time? I was kinda' busy with a few things, like, saving humanity comes to mind but hey. I guess playing dress up with a bunch of strangers takes priority.

Tell you what. I'll give 'em two days to give me my stuff back, then I'm going all out.

Actually, nah. Fuck it. I'm gonna go all out anyway.  Seeya on the flip.

[whooaoooaohhhhhHHhh rook out]

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[intellectualstrategist]

It's like you're asking that like having had a heads up would have done a damn thing. [ c'mon, dante, the muns are sick. they take in torturing us. ] If your mun had already had their heart set on sending you up shits creek without a paddle, then... [ she trails off, because he's probably not even listening. huffs, folding her arms. ] tch, At least you're not going to be waking up in the fucken morgue.

[upyours]

[ probably not listening. what an astute observation, Saya. he hears something about shits and a paddle and that's... about it. you know, the important keywords. ]

Sounds cozy. Wanna swap? I got a hotel. Best I can get out of that is free shampoo and shower caps.

[intellectualstrategist]

[ oh, hardy har har. she could certainly use a paddle. maybe then she could finally smack some sense into his thick ass skull. ]

... [ did she hear him right? ] What's the catch? [ wafts a brow skeptically. ] So. Just what the hell do you expect to find in the morgue besides a bunch of dead bodies?

[upyours]

[ sense. unlikely. very unlikely. ]

No catch. A morgue just sounds more entertaining. I like my rude awakenings to be a bit more creative than some boring hotel.

[neckhorn]

Muns are a pain...

Sounds like yours sucks more than mine does, though.

[upyours]

Is that a fact? What, did yours drop you off in Disneyland or something?

[neckhorn]

Mine waited until I was done saving the world to send me off to weird places... well, weirder places.