@poison-n-bones : /When u horny, u horny
"I JUST FIND THEM CUTE!!"
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@poison-n-bones : /When u horny, u horny
"I JUST FIND THEM CUTE!!"
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Graham stood still as stone, stiff as the dead; a comparison that felt almost cruel to the sir, with what he was staring at. He had seen countless corpses, fake and real, throughout the years. Insides everywhere but, crime scenes in the making, even was the cause of some brutalities himself. In all his years, however, never had he seen them walk afterward.
Not the battered. No, they ran the best they could.
He meant the dead.
His head kept turned to his phone, body frozen in place like a still-life photo of a simple stranger minding his own business, but his eyes, wide and unblinking, were locked on the sight like losing it could mean life or death.
Maybe it would. It was hard to say, but walking bones could never be a good omen.
"Wanna see more tricks, big guy?"
Immediately his head is bobbing up and down in a nod so fast, it sends his mangy locks of hair bouncing about.
Rarely does he see tricks like what this guy does. Absolutely he wanted to see more.
🏹 🍷 🍹
🏹 - have they ever committed a murder?
“I... yes...” She hugged her shoulders. She murdered many more than she liked to admit.
🍷 - do they drink?
“I like to indulge myself sometimes, yes.”
🍹 - alcohol tolerance?
“Ehh... decent? I’m not a heavy drinker though.”
"Yo dawg, ye fockin' with corpses, right?" Acrid asked, dragging a dead body by the arm. "Do ye?"
Their antennae perked up and their nose wibbled at the carrion Acrid is carrying behind him. Instantly grinned widely, sometimes good things do come to those who wait.~
“You betcha!! If ya need to get rid of it, I’m ya bug!~ I usually got my own way of disposing of it but if ya have a preferred way to make it look like an accident I can do that too.~”
"Well, ain't ye a big lad?"
“Aww c’mon, I’m not that tall. I’m just big boned.”
He smirks at the skeleton.
"Hey Barbie hair, what a bout a quick drink and let yer expiry date do the work?"
“In order for bones to cremate and burn, it requires a temperature of up to nearly one thousand degrees celsius. I can assure you my hellfire can, and will, burn much hotter.”
The lich folds his arms.
“If you do not wish to experience this for yourself, I kindly suggest you sit down and shut your barely-functioning jaw.”
From here @poison-n-bones
*Jump out of the shadow, kills a few couple and steal their wallets*
Looks at the skeleton and screams and people running away... and laughs.