#torchwick-isms

[neopolitan-isms]

subject: traffic [texting]

Neo: [Come kill all this traffic for me] Roman: Then the cars will still be stuck there Roman: You would want me to come by with an airship and 80 attached harpoons Roman: Then throw the traffic into a river Neo: [The ocean is like a mile south of me] Roman: Do you know how much gas an airship uses? Neo: [ARE YOU SAYING I'M NOT WORTH SEVERAL MILLION DOLLARS] Roman: I could probably harvest your organs for that much but I don't even have the airship yet Neo: [STEAL IT]

{based on an actual text conversation between @torchwick-isms and I}

[greg-isms]

Greg. You seem like a great guy, but I'm here for business. I'm here on behalf of an organization that thinks You should sell your soul. Now I know you think that that's a bad thing, and makes you a bad person, but it doesn't. In fact not only will selling your soul benefit you greatly, it could help thousands of people in hell to have a much more comfortable afterlife.

I’m quiet happy with my soul, Mr. Torchwick. Maybe ask my brother? He doesn’t seem to like his.

[neopolitan-isms]

subject: impromptu surgery

Neo: *calls @torchwick-isms and @cinder-isms to the... ‘surgery’ room* Neo: *hands Roman a scalpel* Neo: *points at her throat*

[neopolitan-isms]

subject: playtime

- The tail-touching anon from weeks ago is tied to a chair.

Neo: *slaps to wake him up* Neo: *texts @torchwick-isms* Neo: [Playtime’s starting]

[neopolitan-isms]

Roman's not forcing you to do anything, right? Not that calling the cops would be prudent in your case, but... I just feel like I ought to ask.

Neo: [That’s so sweet]Neo: [But Roman has never been able to force me to do anything]Neo: [You should be more worried about him <3]

[neopolitan-isms]

3 people you would go on date with?

Neo: [Roman]Neo: [I guess maybe Mercury]Neo: [And there’s this good looking older guy who teaches at Signal…]

[neopolitan-isms]

subject: defeated

Neo: *sits on the edge of the balcony railing looking down at the city* Neo: *smiles to herself*

[neopolitan-isms]

I am Omni-King Fox. Is there a whish you would like to ask of me?

Neo: ………..Neo: [Give him back….]Neo: [Give me my Roman back…]Neo: [Make everything go back to the way it was…]Neo: …………Neo: ……..Neo: …..Neo: …Neo: [Please]