Maybe thewake in the future?

[wimpyvampire]

No. No. No.

First it was that Mayfield place. And now, you wanna 'maybe' toss me into that hell hole? No! I don't want to go through these games again. The last time I did it, I have my arm torn off. Do you remember that? Hm? Yeah. Not fun.

[But you'll be human at first--]

That's what happened at the last game I was at. And guess what? That didn't last long.

Don't play dumb with me, mun. I know your tricks.

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[stabbywheelfeet]

Well, look who finally crawled out of his hole.

[wimpyvampire]

Oh shut up!

It was nice until she dragged me back out.

[stabbywheelfeet]

Your hole was nice?

[wimpyvampire]

It wasn't a hole! You know exactly what I meant!

[stabbywheelfeet]

Oh, it so was a hole.

Gently mentions the fourth wall event at Adstring right here at the end of the month

[falkeditupagain]

Woah...you got your arm torn off?

I don't think that name she gave you applies any more, man. That's hardcore.

Oh I wish ;; Maybe I'll try it out...

[wimpyvampire]

Yes I got my arm got torn off. And soon afterwards, I turned into a bat.

[One winged bat. Flopping around. Yep, that was fun.]

How is that hardcore?! It was torn off.

C8 Just a thought.

[falkeditupagain]

[Okay, so, he at least has the decency not to snort and laugh at the thought because hey, that mental image is fucking hilarious, but. There is the slight upturn of his mouth at the very most.]

It was torn off! That's how it's hardcore! I would say it's really bad ass that you lived through that, but you're dead. So. Wow, it's cool that you unlived through that. [Does that work?]

[wimpyvampire]

[Oh my god Hanna, just. no.]

It was painful. [He snaps back, crossing his arms over his chest.]

Do you have any idea what it was like? Being chased around by dogs and even other people?! [His cheeks puff up with a frown, cause man. That was a terrible time.]

[falkeditupagain]

[Hanna nods, shrugging.] Well, last year I was killed by a pack of reincarnated Tiger wolves, but. I was dead before they tore me apart, so I didn't have to really go through all that much pain. Just, about ten minutes or so.

[Smelling dead kind of just makes dangerous events involving carnivorous animals that want to eat you all more aware of your presence, Conrad. He knows. He's just...trying to lighten the mood. and here he thought calling you a bad ass would make you happier about it. What is wrong with you man?]

[wimpyvampire]

[THAT DOESN'T MAKE HIM FEEL ANY BETTER. Conrad stares for a moment before he shakes his head.]

Tiger wolves? Are you kidding me?! [Nope nope. Conrad is noping right out.]

I see you haven't changed though. Getting into shitty situations and all that.

[falkeditupagain]

Reanimated tiger wolves. [There is a difference.]

I haven't gotten into too many lately. [Other than his social life falling all around him for a while, there. Why is he friends with alien teenagers? He has no fucking clue, just that they're friends and he loves them.] Though the boogey man and I have this running vendetta. He hates me, I hate him. It's like, a mutual thing.

[wimpyvampire]

[You just get some more staring, Hanna.]

The boogeyman. [Okay you HAVE to be making that up.]

[falkeditupagain]

Well, Pitch Black. I call him Spooky Britches. [Or, recently Spooky bitches, or Spooky fucker. But. He's supposed to be laying back on the animosity and fighting, so? Just Pitch.]

He hates it. It's really funny.

[wimpyvampire]

[Now the name rings a bell. There's a Pitch in his Mun's head here. Yeah, not all that exciting, Conrad keeps his distance however.]

Besides dying there and making enemies with the boogeyman himself... How is it there?

[falkeditupagain]

It's pretty great? I've been there for like three years. Well, that's not including the month I was gone, but. I really like it.

Sure, it can be dangerous and fucked up, there isn't much homely comforts, but I live on a house on a lake! [Much better than his apartment at home. Even with all the boobie traps.]

And, yanno, there's been a Conrad around before, so the basement is all vampire-proofed. Sunlight free and pretty much the most furnished and nice place in the house. Though, I really don't know why you thought putting a mirror down there was a good idea...what did you even use it for? [He has no fucking clue.]

[wimpyvampire]

Hell if I know. Maybe if other people wanted to look at themselves in the mirror? [SOMETIMES HE THINKS ABOUT OTHERS OKAY, but he tilts his head.]

You got a house on the lake? Well, I guess that's what you get for being there for three years. [Not bad at all.]

no come to haven i whisper sensually

[madamemoiselle]

...You complain a lot, you know. Having your arm torn off isn't that bad. Aren't you a vampire or something? That's no big deal.

HJSDKHDJKL

[wimpyvampire]

Of course it's a big deal! Speak for yourself!

And what makes you think I'm a vampire?

[ whispering intensifies ]

[madamemoiselle]

Because it says so in that name, of course.

[ THIS IS DEAR_MUN... i get as meta as i want ok ]

[wimpyvampire]

[Well shit.]

Okay yes, I am a vampire.

[madamemoiselle]

Right, so why are you complaining? Places like that are so much better. It's way easier to have fun and no one really cares as much.

[ hmphs!! ]

And besides, an arm is no big deal. I got beheaded where mine put me, and that was fine, you know.

[wimpyvampire]

M-Maybe for you it wasn't a big deal!

Your type of fun is totally different from mine, Miss.

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, you're a boring one, aren't you? What do you do for fun, then?

[wimpyvampire]

I'm not boring!

...Why do you care anyways?!