Dec 22, 2012
thedragboy replied to your post: You. Gift ideas. Gimme.
Come on Devang. :|
The hell would I even want, anyways?
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thedragboy replied to your post: You. Gift ideas. Gimme.
Come on Devang. :|
The hell would I even want, anyways?
You. Gift ideas. Gimme.
No. I still haven't gotten you anything for your birthday. Fuck off.
The Christmas Song
The Christmas Song: Our characters doing Christmas Meal-time preparations together
:| She was under the impression that Rune should not be allowed anywhere near the bar kitchen, but this was a faulty impression. He cooked in the back often and quite well. This did not change her opinion. For some strange reason she had yet to decipher while closing one of the ovens to let the rolls bake.
They'd decided to clean up the bar and Devang had put up decorations. She didn't want to really think about the floating balls of light and illusionary snowflakes Rune had put up too hard. And let the city come in and get food and then go. A lot of the people here didn't have proper 'families' to sit down with. So why not collectively have a family dinner with all of them?
Eh, that was the idea.
Of course, half the city didn't know how to cook either. So that left her, Al, and Rune. Though Devang was letting Al more so put things out on the tables and keep people from getting too rough with each other in the bar. Stress enough for the old man.
"I don't think I'll want to eat ham for a year when we're done here." Devang mentioned to Rune while drifting to check on that oven on those food items.
"Suit yourself. More for me." Was the cheeky response.
She rolled her eyes and went back to working on cooking and getting things in their plates and bowls.
thedragboy (Shhhh, I know I'm not that active, but these are fun)
(( Go away, Wes. No one wants you.
The usual stuff about how you're on the right track and you're doin' well with the RPing and the ideas, but not so much on the APOSTROPHES MOTHER FUCKER. ))
Why not: Red/Orange/Black/Yellow. *to lazy to swap accounts to Rune*
Red: What my muse likes or find's attractive about your muse.
I don't find anything about anyone "attractive" these days, but I guess I could like something about your personality.
Though I'm going to have to think about it.
Probably the fact that you see through my bullshit enough to know I'm being an abusive stepmother to all of you people. Including you. And then you take me seriously but not so seriously that you don't go out and fuck up on your own. Or do things on your own anyways. In general.
Orange: What my muse dislikes or find's unattractive about your muse.
With the above statements in mind, you still have a tendency to do the dumbest motherfucking shit that could be done in certain situations. And exasperate problems.
I guess that's just me being impatient with 'young people' who haven't fucked up as much as I have to know better yet.
Black: How my muse would go about killing your muse (assuming my muse were given cause.)
Welp. Had to think about this one two. I'm more of a quick kill sort. So probably something either very short range or very long range. Which means a snipe or a knife in the heart out of figurative left-field.
Certainly when you're still human. I've fought a couple dragons before. I usually end up being mauled half to death before I get anything productive done to kill it. So, there's that.
Yellow: My muse's greatest fear relating to your muse.
I 'unno.
You're headed into the direction of life me and Shido went when we were young.
I didn't turn out so great, if you hadn't noticed.
Don't want it to happen to you too, I guess. I worry about that the most when I look at you.
[.OOC.] Chat: Frank the Sandlash
Sarah: frank the sandslash
Alex: yes
Alex: badass name
Sarah: Frank the Sandslash
Wes: ....
Sarah: i get this impression
Sarah: of a mobster
Sarah: from like
Alex: yes
Sarah: egypt
Alex: i was thinking he'd be mobster like with a fedora and everything
Sarah: put claws on a knuckleduster
Alex: LOL
Sarah: came to the states
Alex: LOL
Sarah: and fucked up some italians
Sarah: and got made
Sarah: by the same italians
Alex: xDDDD
Sarah: Frank the Sandslash
Alex: pffff
Sarah: [pokerface]
Sarah: i take it back
Sarah: Devang would hire them
Alex: lmao
Rune: hahaha
Runefang Salazar
YOU DO NOT THINK AHEAD SOMETIMES AND THAT REALLY PISSES ME OFF. LIKE I KNOW ME AND SHIDO GET RECKLESS, BUT COM'ON! WE'RE MORE BULL IN A CHINA SHOP AND YOU'RE LIKE, FUCKING, GODZILLA IN TOKYO;DLFKJAD;A;;ADJFAA;L [devangmomrage]
I like your butt.
Your hoarding habits are uber dangerous and possible useful.
Chat Box 001
Dax Locke: I think she is the information booth.
Arsene Lupin III: Who is?
Dax Locke: -points to Devang-
Arsene Lupin III: Ah.
Arsene Lupin III: [decides to go light up a smoke...even with cold]
Lexi Druitt: -watches the new guys-
Skara Devang: [pokerface] I am an information booth.
Skara Devang: I've been around forever.
Dax Locke: It's what you sound like.
Skara Devang: Trouble is if I can remember it fast enough.
Rune Salazar: Older than diiiiirt.
Skara Devang: 8U
Skara Devnag: Why, yes, thank you.