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[cruelty2animals]

*pokes* Wot's this thing do?

*blinks* Oh. Looks it me mates are already on this wotchamacallit, inter-thingy. Thought I'd better be comin' along, else I'd get left behind.

Name's Cruelty to Animals, or y'know, Greaser. One of 'em Hell's Angels, only not y'know, the real ones or wotever. We're real enough, ain't we, guys?

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[realcoolpeople]

Yeh, we is!

[cruelty2animals]

Hey! Pigbo-- er, Really Cool People! I though' so, but yeh can never be so shure, y'know? I also though' we was alive.

[realcoolpeople]

Well, we was. Then we was dead. Now I think we's alive again?

Blimey, it's confusin'.

[cruelty2animals]

Cor, I'll say. Like one of 'em wotsits-- resurrection thingies?

[black_famine]

Yeah, definitely not the real ones. *smirk* This is quite interesting.

[cruelty2animals]

*grins* 'ey, guys! Lookit! It's one of 'em, the wossit, Repocalypse fellas!

[black_famine]

*looks amused and bows* Yes indeed. Don't all crowd around at once, now.

[cruelty2animals]

Cor! You's the real thing. We was Hell's Angels, yanno, but now we's Horsemen. Bikers. Y'know. Like you.

You... er, need any help, mate?

[red_war]

*very amused by all this*

I was wondering when the four of you would make it here...

[cruelty2animals]

Yer shure pretty, Missus War.