He takes his tool and picks up his other lost items as she leaves.
He leaves shortly after
He takes his tool and picks up his other lost items as she leaves.
He leaves shortly after
Last edited by mr_19; 12-11-2011 at 11:59 AM.
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Deskri shuffles out of the backrooms, rubbing at his eyes. He sort of flops into the nearest booth and orders some breakfast. Ugh.
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And then Kaptey uncaptchalogues her tattooing needle and holds it up to Tivona's face.
I seid, fuck vou end vour psvchoenelizing.
She takes a long swig of beer, then takes a deep breath and puts the needle down.
I ein't scered of envthing.
And then you come back, accidentally bumping into Deskri.
Whooops.
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Deskri's first reaction is to have a hissy fit. No seriously, he literally hisses and moves away.
But upon realizing the troll that bumped into him is female... he mentally flips his shit but outwardly shuts up. Des has a fear of girls...
watch where you're going fuckface.
Smooth move, Des. Upset the seadweller.
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Funny because this seadweller would get mistaken as a dude if it weren't for that bump on her chest.
❶ are anons all grumpy like this? ❶
You rest your hand on your hip.
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l|-Yeah,--they--can--be--kind--of...--shocking.-l|
He starts to laugh at his own terrible joke.
l|-But--any-W-ay--yeah,--/--kno-W---pretty--much--everything--there--is--to--kno-W---about--mechanics--and--electronics,--thanks--to--my--po-W-er.-l|
Yeah
So that's what her weapon is...then again that would make sense, she said she did her own tattoos. After messing around with her modus for a moment she pulls out a card and places it in front of Kaptey.
WELL|Dear|It|Seems|My|Time|Is|Up|And|That's|Becaus e|I'd|Like|To|Get|Back|To|My|Hive. I|Will|Say|You|Were|Fun|Though|And|Definitely|A|Ca tch. THAT'S|My|Tag|fearfulNaturist|If|You|Ever|Want|To| Talk|Again. MAYBE|About|Your|Tattoos? BECAUSE|I|Personally|Really|Liked|Them.
She gives a little farewell goodbye wave and then walks out of the Cafe.
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Kaptey glares at Tivona as she walks out, takes out a sharpie, and starts drawing a new design over the one on her hand to help calm herself down.
Danaus giggles at the joke.
That's fnord pretty neat! Everyone should have something their good at so they can Contribute To Everyone's Wellbeing (c).
She leans onto the table.
When you're useful you make other people happy and that makes you happy too! It's always nice to feel wanted.
"Most people lie to themselves to keep sane" ~The Necromancer
Des gives her the most uncomprehending stare he can manage.
oh, yes, all fucking anons are pissy as shit. and i can personally say that because i know every fucking anon on this godforsaken planet. isn't that just amazing?
Des you are seriously digging a hole...
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❶ whats with you? ❶
❷ did you have a bad sleep last night?~ ❷
❸ did someone rejected you or something~?? ❸
❹ its not very healthy to be always grumpy~!!! ❹
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Tommen walks on in to the cafe again, this time taking a booth near the door. He orders a soda and pulls out a book. A romance novel.
You're gonna carry that weight.
Time to go do something other than curse the night you decided to wake up.
Gaveyo swivels around on his bar stool and spots Kaptey drawing on herself, so he goes over to her.
~Holy~god~damn~shit~you~look~like~someone~threw~up ~on~you~after~eating~five~whole~loads~of~paint.~
Pleasant.
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Des twitches with such force it's amazing he didn't just... stop working.
what the fuck. none of that is any of your business even if you were in the fucking ball field of all the fucking things that could be fucking wrong. and its not really any of your concern if i'm fucking grumpy all the damn time now is it? you don't even know my fucking name.
Des you should really censor yourself. Good grief.
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Agritt steps into the cafe, tracking mud as she walks. She spots Tommen and sneaks behind him, attempting to give him a surprise noogie.
---E Well hey there, shortstuff!
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l|-Yeah,--it--really--does.-l|
l|-/--need--to--find--myself--some--more--customers.--That---W-ay--/--can--feel--useful--and--get--some--income--going.-l|
Yeah
Kaptey glares at him and flips him a rude gesture.
Not in the mood for vour bullshit, vou pompous prude. It's mv bodv end I'll do whet I went to it.
She continues drawing on herself.
You uncaptcalogued a bottle of grape juice. Yes. It's like wine, but better.
Without alcohol. You hand it over to him.
❶ what is your name anyways? ❶
❷ mines illoir!~ ❷
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And then Tommen is successfully noogied! He laughs and captchalogues his book, turning back a bit.
(Tommen) Haha, hey there, banana. How're you?
You're gonna carry that weight.
Gaveyo is unfazed by your trollish gestures.
~But~you~look~like~a~walking~horror~shop.~Like~you ~just~ran~over~to~the~trial~caverns~to~stomp~wiggl ers~until~you~had~enough~paint~to~horrifically~mut ilate~everyone's~eyes~within~a~five~mile~radius.~
Oh, but she called him a prude? Ha ha, that's a good one.
~And~don't~call~me~a~prude.~That's~just~insulting~ right~there~and~now~I~am~hurt~on~a~truly~deep~emot ional~level.~
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Des scowls at the juice and refuses to take it. There is no way in hell he's taking some juice from some strange troll, let alone a female seadweller...helllll naw.
it's deskri. i don't give a shit about your name i'm not going to associate with you after this. whatever the fuck this is... you never apologized for fuckin' running into me, you idiot.
It's clear you're not going to listen to your author so... good luck. I hope you don't get culled your first night in the cafe.
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Embezz comes back. Why? Because the author wants to use her more. So she walks in through the door, pulls out a very extravagant sword and sets it on the table, carefully looking over it.
This is Illoir, and she likes to provoke people.
Especially anons.
❶ oh right~ ❶
❷ am i supposed to apologize with words~? ❷
❸ i did apologize in my own way, but sadly, you refused~~~ ❸
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It's tooo bad fnord that you have to wait for stuff to break before people need you to fix them though fnord.
"Most people lie to themselves to keep sane" ~The Necromancer