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Once you get to that point theres no help. Just a one way ticket to Hell, where everything is longer than 140 characters.
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Oh, thank the lord. Here I was thinking I needed to hold an intervention.
Once you get to that point theres no help. Just a one way ticket to Hell, where everything is longer than 140 characters.
Oh dear god did you just say “lol” unironically out loud?
Ha, what do you put on the packaging? Oh, what I wouldn’t give to see an elite find out what’s in that stuff.
No! No it was suppose to be ironic. If I ever say it seriously, please, blow my circuits out. People who said it seriously, Im totally sure, are the reason for the war. Probably hit the ‘launch nukes’ button while trying to update Twitter.
So cliché… I like it.
Well then.. Not what I was expecting. That’s… Wow, yeah, magical’s one word for it. Uh, anyway, like I said, I’ll have to get back to you on that one, but it certainly sounds… Interesting?
Lord, I’m starting to sound like now of them aren't I? “Lol cannibalism”. But, hey, for the most part we just sell the soap to the city as some fancy shit, they sell it in boutiques. You gotta admit, thats hilarious.
Its not exactly a revolution, but its good for a few chuckles.
Ha yesss. BUT Party doesnt even count. He’s bottom self old newwwsss. Come see me? Or I can come pick you up? Im so glad to hear you, I wonderd if you still existed.
Of course, what was I thinking! What is he, like, 80 now?
There’s been some...structure change over here. I’ve been working on new rules and concepts for Bot City, its taken a lot of time, sorry I haven’t been in touch. Also, we might be having a Bitch Pageant? No idea how that happened, but there’s this adorable kid that actually thinks he could out bitch me, how sweet is that?
Ohh I remeeember this voice. How’s it going sexy #2? Heheh, its been… noraml here, I guess… Got a regular flow of Dracs to keep me loose, and been working on…. personal stuff. Where are you? Come to me.
I guess that would make you sexy #1, and Poison #3? I can get behind that. We’re clearly the upgraded versions.
The City would be in shambles, there would be fire in the streets, and off in the distance, storm clouds would roll over the desert.
Soap? I’d have to see how everyone’s doing with that one, but we might take you up on that offer… Where are you getting soap from? That stuff’s not exactly sold in bulk.
I’m pretty sure the rule is that whichever of us wins absorbs the Bitch Powers from the other. They’ll be lightning, and we’ll have to shout ‘there can be only one’. Thats what I heard anyways.
The soap...haha. Ah, the soap. I can tell you it ain’t kosher. I have a friend who makes it in the desert, sells it to the City. He gets the fat from a cannibal out there. The Desert sure is a magical place, eh? Its actually a pretty hilarious racket we have going.
Don’t tempt me. I just might take you up on that if you’re not careful.
Anyway, any contribution is greatly appreciated, you know that.
I can’t imagine the devastation that would ensue if we competed in a Bitch Off.
OH! And soap! I’ve got..soap. Wow, I am really bad at business promotion.
… I’m listening.
To which part? I was joking about the Bitch Crown but if you’re game I can get one made. I do look great in crowns.
The other bit, I do have a whole city down here. And I know someone with a room full of unused Carbons
Oh, aren’t you just a peach?
… Look, did you need something? I’ve got a lot of work to get done, places to be, people to see, that sort of thing…
I was going to offer to pool some resources, help some people out, I’ve heard you do good things for Bots.
But I mean, if you think our apparent rivalry for the Bitch Crown should come first....
I sure as hell hope not. I’m a one of a kind.
Christ, it really is. All abrasive and snotty to people I just met. How in the hell do I have friends?
...But we’re talking about you here. Sorry, you little special snowflake, you.
Is it? Guess I missed the memo.
Ha ha, bet you think you’re so clever.
God, is this what I usually sound like?
Isn’t that the question of the day?
I do, yes. That doesn’t mean I’m going to come running, now does it?
Actually the question of the day is a lot more existential....Anways, I wouldn’t come running, if I were you. If you live in the slums you’re apt to fall through the floor trying that.
Are you asking me or telling me?
I do.
Well I’m not bloody sure anymore!
That’s a good question. Philosophically, can anyone truly identify who they are? Scientific theory also states that if a carbon copy of an individual existed, they wouldn’t recognize their own face when passing by on the street.
I’m River.
I'm...Ridley?
...I’ll take a shot in the dark and say you live with Weapon.
And whos this?
I’ve been hearing about you, why don’t I know you yet? You do know about us, don’t you?
It’s been a while, hows things in the land of heatstroke?