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[hypenotist]

machinejaws -- ;

      ‘ well , well , what do we have here ? this like ,     some next-gen furry thing ? whatcha call it , armorsona ?              yeah , cuz like , furry suits look gay as hell so like ,                      armor’s gotta be way better for that fetish shit , right ? ‘

[hypenotist]

      ' this is gonna sound weird as hell but -- do you consider us friends at all ?      'm just ... wonderin ' , is all . '

[hypenotist]

      a simplistic , conniving smile adorns the hypnotist's features as he proceeds to          all but dump his torso against the gunman's back ,    arms cascading over the male's shoulders in        this petulant demand for attention .  ' no , seriously , ya gotta at least be able to       smuggle some small animals in there or somethin', bro . '

[hypenotist]

     "Hey, asshat, hang ten!" Clear shouts above the       din of the evening, hurling something freely at       the other. What it was would remain to be seen.

[hypenotist]

    "Dude, seriously?! I'm supposed to be      the meme-loving fuck around here."

[hypenotist]

     "So, did the Men's Warehouse       dude finally kick the bucket?"

[hypenotist]

    "So, uh...how many cats      can you smuggle in your      hair, anyways?"

[hypenotist]

             ”Fuck you, Clear.              I already see heteronormative bullshit everywhere I go,               don’t need you salting the wound.”

     "Looks like we got ourselves a heterophobe.        The hell problem you got against traditional       family values anyway, bro? Gotta stop livin'       that sinful lifestyle that was totes your choice,       dude."