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[Text]: Wtf why would you stick a baseball bat there
[txt] To definitively prove that I AM self lubricating and that it really truly works![txt] I am so done with having to explain this to people!
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What fool dares awaken me, the great Laharl?
—「L」He didn't remember requesting an audience, and above that, one with humans. Or so, he assumed they were all human. Hart to tell with demons sometimes being human like as well. But in honesty, be it demon or human, the matter meant little to Laharl. He was stronger, and much more important and as long as that factor remained, he was happy. Still, he was never good at company.
An audible irritated hum preceded his lips as his arms crossed upon his chest in in usual 'overlord' fashion, the golden metal creating an obnoxiously loud clang as the golden metal clanged together. Crimson hues quite clearly displayed his disinterest in the one's before him, but ever the less, he would bleed them dry as much as he could before sending them away.
"Listen, m' not sure who you are, but if you're going to stick around, I want something from you." Tone rang with a profound sense of arrogance and pride mimicking that of a child. But of course that was as polite as the bluenette could be. A leg rose to cross upon his other as he propped his face up on his arm on his throne.
Outoffang: Went on Memna-mun's new blog and I can't seem to close it because the music is wonderful. ono
Butting Heads | Closed
Footsteps echo through the halls of the Fortress of Las Noches. Neon Green optics flick about, looking for anything of interest. He squints as he sees a break of 'daylight' as he exits to the outside world.
"Hn. I'd best not stay out here long...I might get 'sun burn'." A silent chuckle at his own joke.
He crouches down low, searching for anything that moved, and could be of interest. He remains still for what felt like no time at all until he saw a form moving about within the sand, quickly an arm swiped out from under the lab coat and took hold of the creature.
He lifts it by the tail, watching it wriggle and squirm.
"Hnm."
"I haven't seen you yet. Suppose you'll do...But you're rather small...No matter I have plenty of food in my lab." He holds the creature in his palm, other hand hovering over to keep it from escaping.
As he rose, the Ciento Ocho turned on his heels to head back inside, humming a merry tune at his new find.
Unfortunately that tune came to an abrupt halt as he collided with another body hallway down the hall. Instinctively, his hand closed around the tiny Hollow to keep it from harm.
'Now who the hell could this possibly be?'
His eyes slowly cast upwards at the figure standing before him, expression flat.
"Make lesbian love to me."
”..—What kind of question is that? Of course not.”