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uberboned[Transmission clicks on mid-rant, because he meant to turn the damn thing on, but got distracted by a wayward Cupid. Those little things are pesky. :|]
-little sparkly freak. Annnd the light's blinking. For those of you watching at home, I didn't dropkick Cupid, but I'm about ten seconds from it. You think that would offend the locals? ....I wonder what they do to criminals in this town. I'm not really seeing this as being the hang 'em high kinda place. Unless the nooses are made of licorace or something. Geez. It's like the Valentine's section at a department store exploded. Or we docked in a Disney movie and, by the way? If anyone breaks into song, I'm... No, I'm actually probably gonna laugh and consider the Admiral worthy of my undying respect.
Also, I'm offended at this place's complete disregard for anything other than traditional couples. If this is the love port, you'd think there'd be a lot more orgies. Woodstock was better at free love than this joint and a heckuva lot less cheesy. C'mon.
Anyway. Maxxie, Rubes, Deano, JD, John-Boy, Ringo... Whoever else is out there bored out of their skulls and wandering listlessly around this joint with nothing to do... As soon as I take care of some business in the casino, I'm parking it at the bar and am not moving an inch until we leave. Wild horses covered in pink flowers will not drag me from that place, but hot local girls might.
[OOC: And by "take care of something in the casino," he means "harrass the patrons." A LOT OF GAMBLERS ARE DICKS, OKAY? Feel free to spam, comment, do whatever you want. He has a date with Max and Ruby (not simultaneously), at some point, and a make-out session with Irene, but I'm still all open for plotting if anyone wants it. I am flexible like that.]
-little sparkly freak. Annnd the light's blinking. For those of you watching at home, I didn't dropkick Cupid, but I'm about ten seconds from it. You think that would offend the locals? ....I wonder what they do to criminals in this town. I'm not really seeing this as being the hang 'em high kinda place. Unless the nooses are made of licorace or something. Geez. It's like the Valentine's section at a department store exploded. Or we docked in a Disney movie and, by the way? If anyone breaks into song, I'm... No, I'm actually probably gonna laugh and consider the Admiral worthy of my undying respect.
Also, I'm offended at this place's complete disregard for anything other than traditional couples. If this is the love port, you'd think there'd be a lot more orgies. Woodstock was better at free love than this joint and a heckuva lot less cheesy. C'mon.
Anyway. Maxxie, Rubes, Deano, JD, John-Boy, Ringo... Whoever else is out there bored out of their skulls and wandering listlessly around this joint with nothing to do... As soon as I take care of some business in the casino, I'm parking it at the bar and am not moving an inch until we leave. Wild horses covered in pink flowers will not drag me from that place, but hot local girls might.
[OOC: And by "take care of something in the casino," he means "harrass the patrons." A LOT OF GAMBLERS ARE DICKS, OKAY? Feel free to spam, comment, do whatever you want. He has a date with Max and Ruby (not simultaneously), at some point, and a make-out session with Irene, but I'm still all open for plotting if anyone wants it. I am flexible like that.]
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Date: 2010-02-13 03:35 am (UTC)"If it was one of those moments," she yawned. "I'd be beating you up, or something, I dunno. You know those scenes of trains, and drills, and sledgehammers, and little cartoon sequences that certain TV shows play when the main characters are doin' it like bunnies. I feel like THAT just happened."
Her sarcasm was a little dry, normally confident voice weighed down with weariness. "How long... like- GEEZ." She finally noticed the hearts.
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Date: 2010-02-13 02:48 pm (UTC)spam~
Date: 2010-02-13 02:57 pm (UTC)"What? What?" He practically yelped, looking around like maybe the Cossacks had invaded or something since the last time he looked around the room. Or maybe the hearts had turned into flesh-eating monsters because he kept insulting them.
spam~ GDI GAB&MAX... Y SO CUTE?
Date: 2010-02-13 02:59 pm (UTC)spam ~ I DUNNO. IT'S OSSUM. AND SORRY I MISSED YOU, BB. <33
Date: 2010-02-13 11:11 pm (UTC)He was teasing, of course. Completely and utterly. ...Really.
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Date: 2010-02-14 01:51 am (UTC)"Yeah, well. No one else is a god. So there you go."
Not that he's one, but, well, apparenty angels could go all night too. That part was not necessary to mention in the Bible, but it should have been.
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Date: 2010-02-14 01:59 am (UTC)Oh. It should totally have been written. Angels love you long time.
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Date: 2010-02-14 02:06 am (UTC)He glanced over at his Warden item on the nightstand. It didn't appear to be showing anything particularly noteworthy. "Honestly, I think there's nothing wrong with organized protest and I'm sure whatever they set on fire here is one less thing they'll set fire to on the Barge."
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