Sir Lurksalot
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I am going to smuggle wholesomeness into your RPs and there's not a damned thing any of you can do to stop me.
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I am going to smuggle wholesomeness into your RPs and there's not a damned thing any of you can do to stop me.
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"Bud, you're like a pizza cutter; All edge and no point!"
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2 yrs ago
Habanero ain't the spiciest pepper but it's pretty tasty on things, ya gotta admit.
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2 yrs ago
And in addition to boneless wings being overrated; Anybody who looks at sauced and tossed wings, lovingly spiced and perfectly crispy and says; 'I'mma dunk that in blue cheese' has missed the point.
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Boneless wings are overrated.
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Whelp, Tani picked up the magic-murder-mcguffin.
'Dis should be good.
'Dis should be good.
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@Soragoku@ZekariVoblis@Kitsune
Posted. Short and ugly, yes, but there it is. <_<
Duncan has had just about enough of this world's shit. XD
Posted. Short and ugly, yes, but there it is. <_<
Duncan has had just about enough of this world's shit. XD
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@Soragoku@ZekariVoblis@Kitsune
"A quick question. Actually 2. 1. Where did you come from? 2. You didn't happen to see a girl around here did you? She wore a maid outfit. May have been yelling in Japanese or something. Didn't seem like she was from around here?"
Duncan just stared at the man before him.
"Please. It's really important."
He felt his eyebrow twitch a little.
So now there was some Japanese girl in a maid costume. Missing. At night. In the same city in which he'd gotten blown straight the hell up and had a front-row seat to what was likely the horrifying end of someone he'd spent half a decade fighting wars alongside as well as some kid whose name he didn't know but whose terrified, dying face was damn-near burned straight into the back of his eyeballs.
Seriously. This was happening right now.
And then what he could only assume was a freaking Giant (because of course there'd be a Giant, that's just how his night was going) walked out of the tavern behind the blond man, which also helped him notice the other guy who'd been apparently standing there in total silence the entire time.
The bald man's eyes clenched shut as he pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a sigh.
"...I am so fucking done with this place..."
Taking a slow, calming breath, his eyes opened again and fixed upon the man in front of him with a look of pure contempt, not at him, but for the sum total of the events of his evening.
"Long story short..." He answered the blond man, gesturing towards the distant smoke with his cigar "Went that way, had a really bad time and suddenly showed up back here. Don't know how or why, but frankly I'm in no mood to give a damn right now."
He took another drag of that sweet, sweet stick of happiness and cancer in his hand and continued, without blinking or breaking eye-contact.
"If there is a... Japanese girl... in a maid-outfit..." He continued, some part of his psyche clearly struggling to allow him to say those words out loud in a serious context "...Running around these streets at night and possibly in harm's way, then we'd better start looking for her now and worry about details later."
His eyes flicked back and forth between the two men as the giant declared his intent to head out solo and look for the girl in question to the quiet one.
"Anyone know where to start? I'm not exactly familiar with the local scenery."
"A quick question. Actually 2. 1. Where did you come from? 2. You didn't happen to see a girl around here did you? She wore a maid outfit. May have been yelling in Japanese or something. Didn't seem like she was from around here?"
Duncan just stared at the man before him.
"Please. It's really important."
He felt his eyebrow twitch a little.
So now there was some Japanese girl in a maid costume. Missing. At night. In the same city in which he'd gotten blown straight the hell up and had a front-row seat to what was likely the horrifying end of someone he'd spent half a decade fighting wars alongside as well as some kid whose name he didn't know but whose terrified, dying face was damn-near burned straight into the back of his eyeballs.
Seriously. This was happening right now.
And then what he could only assume was a freaking Giant (because of course there'd be a Giant, that's just how his night was going) walked out of the tavern behind the blond man, which also helped him notice the other guy who'd been apparently standing there in total silence the entire time.
The bald man's eyes clenched shut as he pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a sigh.
"...I am so fucking done with this place..."
Taking a slow, calming breath, his eyes opened again and fixed upon the man in front of him with a look of pure contempt, not at him, but for the sum total of the events of his evening.
"Long story short..." He answered the blond man, gesturing towards the distant smoke with his cigar "Went that way, had a really bad time and suddenly showed up back here. Don't know how or why, but frankly I'm in no mood to give a damn right now."
He took another drag of that sweet, sweet stick of happiness and cancer in his hand and continued, without blinking or breaking eye-contact.
"If there is a... Japanese girl... in a maid-outfit..." He continued, some part of his psyche clearly struggling to allow him to say those words out loud in a serious context "...Running around these streets at night and possibly in harm's way, then we'd better start looking for her now and worry about details later."
His eyes flicked back and forth between the two men as the giant declared his intent to head out solo and look for the girl in question to the quiet one.
"Anyone know where to start? I'm not exactly familiar with the local scenery."
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@ZekariVoblis
So uhh... Here's Duncan just blithely waltzing in and putting the record-scratch on Ease's moment of dismay (with my terrible sleep-deprived writing skills, albeit.)
Also...
@Skepic
But.. but... Duncan and Addy didn't get to have CRAZY VETERAN ADVENTURES with BOOZE and SWEARING and THINGS BLOWING U- No, no, wait. They actually did do that last one.
But in all seriousness: Sad to see ya go, but it sounds like life's picking up for ya in a good way. Enjoy yourself. =P
So uhh... Here's Duncan just blithely waltzing in and putting the record-scratch on Ease's moment of dismay (with my terrible sleep-deprived writing skills, albeit.)
Also...
@Skepic
But.. but... Duncan and Addy didn't get to have CRAZY VETERAN ADVENTURES with BOOZE and SWEARING and THINGS BLOWING U- No, no, wait. They actually did do that last one.
But in all seriousness: Sad to see ya go, but it sounds like life's picking up for ya in a good way. Enjoy yourself. =P
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@ZekariVoblis
"What... the... fuck...?"
Duncan was, despite the thunderous ache in his skull, alive. Laying face-down on the ground, sore and feeling like the hangover after a week-long, post-deployment bender in Cyprus, but still very much alive.
With a chorus of more growled profanity and several loud pops of his joints, the red-clad man heaved himself to his feet and put his hat back on, which'd been lying on the ground next to him as he took a look around and dusted himself off.
"Seriously?" He grumbled tiredly, realizing he was on the same damned street that he first popped into... whatever the hell this place was "...Back to square one?"
It was at this moment that his brain finally came back up to speed and fully processed the breadth of his experiences that day- Ramen for breakfast, standing guard outside parliament, taking the afternoon off to drive his buddy to the VA and nearly getting into a fistfight with the clerk working there, having to listen to Nickelback on the way home while stuck in traffic because Ottawa radio is utter garbage, getting all dolled-up because some relative of the Queen was coming across the pond for some big state dinner, showing up here, getting blown up...
'Wait, what?'
The Mountie's eyes abruptly flicked down to his hands noting that they were, in fact, actually there this time around instead of the burned, fleshy stumps he saw last time he bothered to give them a good stare down.
In fact, all of him was intact... and he wasn't entirely sure whether he should be relieved or profoundly disturbed by that.
"Well, alright then..." He managed out after a long exhale, his feet beginning to carry him down the road and around the corner while his thoughts began to ponder the ramifications of what all this meant "That's a thing that's happening now, I guess."
Idly, Duncan fished a cigar and his lighter from his breast-pocket.
He needed nicotine now, dammit.
"I...How the fuck did this all go wrong so fast? Th...they can't both be..."
His eyes snapped up, finally realizing he'd been walking and not paying attention this entire time and that he was now standing within earshot of that same man who'd been waving him down before... well... he got blown up.
And wait, what was he saying, standing there looking like a battered puppy wanting to go home? Did something happen?
...
He sighed.
'...Shit.' He thought, stepping forward as his conscience got the better of him 'Better see what's up.'
Not before lighting his cigar, however. Chances were he was gonna need a whole lotta nicotine to make it the rest of the night without murdering someone.
'...Swear to God, if I get blown up again for this...'
"Bud, you look about as bad as I feel right now..." Duncan stated as he got closer, probably catching the guy by surprise as he stared morosely into the distance "...And lemme tell ya, I feel like my head's been set on fire and then shoved up a horse's ass."
He took a drag and then exhaled, politely off to the side where it wouldn't blow into the man's face.
"So what's wrong?"
"What... the... fuck...?"
Duncan was, despite the thunderous ache in his skull, alive. Laying face-down on the ground, sore and feeling like the hangover after a week-long, post-deployment bender in Cyprus, but still very much alive.
With a chorus of more growled profanity and several loud pops of his joints, the red-clad man heaved himself to his feet and put his hat back on, which'd been lying on the ground next to him as he took a look around and dusted himself off.
"Seriously?" He grumbled tiredly, realizing he was on the same damned street that he first popped into... whatever the hell this place was "...Back to square one?"
It was at this moment that his brain finally came back up to speed and fully processed the breadth of his experiences that day- Ramen for breakfast, standing guard outside parliament, taking the afternoon off to drive his buddy to the VA and nearly getting into a fistfight with the clerk working there, having to listen to Nickelback on the way home while stuck in traffic because Ottawa radio is utter garbage, getting all dolled-up because some relative of the Queen was coming across the pond for some big state dinner, showing up here, getting blown up...
'Wait, what?'
The Mountie's eyes abruptly flicked down to his hands noting that they were, in fact, actually there this time around instead of the burned, fleshy stumps he saw last time he bothered to give them a good stare down.
In fact, all of him was intact... and he wasn't entirely sure whether he should be relieved or profoundly disturbed by that.
"Well, alright then..." He managed out after a long exhale, his feet beginning to carry him down the road and around the corner while his thoughts began to ponder the ramifications of what all this meant "That's a thing that's happening now, I guess."
Idly, Duncan fished a cigar and his lighter from his breast-pocket.
He needed nicotine now, dammit.
"I...How the fuck did this all go wrong so fast? Th...they can't both be..."
His eyes snapped up, finally realizing he'd been walking and not paying attention this entire time and that he was now standing within earshot of that same man who'd been waving him down before... well... he got blown up.
And wait, what was he saying, standing there looking like a battered puppy wanting to go home? Did something happen?
...
He sighed.
'...Shit.' He thought, stepping forward as his conscience got the better of him 'Better see what's up.'
Not before lighting his cigar, however. Chances were he was gonna need a whole lotta nicotine to make it the rest of the night without murdering someone.
'...Swear to God, if I get blown up again for this...'
"Bud, you look about as bad as I feel right now..." Duncan stated as he got closer, probably catching the guy by surprise as he stared morosely into the distance "...And lemme tell ya, I feel like my head's been set on fire and then shoved up a horse's ass."
He took a drag and then exhaled, politely off to the side where it wouldn't blow into the man's face.
"So what's wrong?"
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@Spriggs27
Understandable. Hell, I'm kinda planning Duncan's response to the guy's FABUOLOUSness to be one of mild disdain and perhaps some cringing. XD
As a guy that grew up as the ugly duckling in a family of infuriatingly perfect people and whose only real accomplishment in life is being very, VERY good at murder, it seems pretty logical he'd find Mr. Ford's entire existence somewhat ridiculous. <_<
Understandable. Hell, I'm kinda planning Duncan's response to the guy's FABUOLOUSness to be one of mild disdain and perhaps some cringing. XD
As a guy that grew up as the ugly duckling in a family of infuriatingly perfect people and whose only real accomplishment in life is being very, VERY good at murder, it seems pretty logical he'd find Mr. Ford's entire existence somewhat ridiculous. <_<
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