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[fuckyoucult]

[It's typical for a January evening in Camp Fuck You Die to be chilly - chilly for Louisiana, anyway. This particular evening is quiet and deathly so, with only the occasional gust of wind rattling the branches disturbing the silence. And that crow that keeps cawwing whether it's dusk or the break of freaking down. And that damn cricket that won't

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[climaxinside]

*>8D hefts up a very large and very heavy sword with ease*

[baribaribari]

... is that Ryoutaru-kun? What are you doing dressed like that? It isn't Halloween~

[climaxinside]

Heh.

*yeah he's ... still holding that sword rather dangerously*

[baribaribari]

You should be yourself, Ryoutarou-kun. NO need to dress up!

[climaxinside]

*... pink shirt and peacebutt pants and rainbow shoes, I mean. come on.*

I haven't gone out of my way.

[baribaribari]

[no you're right. that's just gay]

What has gotten into you? What do you think you're doing with that sword, huh? You should be careful with it!

[climaxinside]

Right now, I'm not doing anything, am I?

*... and then he swings it TO PROVE THIS!!!*

[baribaribari]

[ohgodwtf dodge!]

Ryoutarou-kun!

[climaxinside]

I changed my mind.

[baribaribari]

If you're trying to prove yourself, this is the wrong way to do it!

[climaxinside]

Not at all.

[baribaribari]

That's not an answer!

[climaxinside]

So maybe you don't need to know.

[rideseveryone]

... Ryoutarou?

[climaxinside]

What?

[rideseveryone]

When did you get a sword?