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Nov 11, 2011 12:56
There's nothing like the feeling of slamming a long ripe banana into a well greased chamber...
[Ocelot sat on top of a mountain of fresh bananas, right in the center of one of the Nexus' halls.]
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comp_kunoichi
November 12 2011, 02:41:15 UTC
[WELL. Emma wasn't sure what she was seeing, but she approached anyway. Bananas were high in potassium and other nummy nutrients, after all.]
Mind if I have one?
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bananacelot
November 12 2011, 02:48:03 UTC
[Ocelot stood defensively in front of his fortress of produce.]
Hands off my bananas, you bitch.
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comp_kunoichi
November 12 2011, 02:56:09 UTC
Excuse me?
[How dare you cuss at a lady like that!]
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bananacelot
November 12 2011, 03:01:34 UTC
I said, HANDS OFF MY BANANAS.
[A beat.] You bitch.
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comp_kunoichi
November 12 2011, 03:04:30 UTC
[The hands were on her hips. And boy, were those fingers drumming.]
I have a few words for you as well, but my dad taught me swearing is a bad habit to get into.
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bananacelot
November 12 2011, 03:19:15 UTC
[He eats a banana and throws the peel at her.]
Good for you lady, now if you excuse me, me and the bananas have some things to do.
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comp_kunoichi
November 12 2011, 03:21:16 UTC
[. . . . .]
[Firmly deciding this Ocelot was a mental case, Emma shook her head with a sigh, muttering one word as she walked around the pile and further down the hall.]
Weirdo.
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bananacelot
November 12 2011, 03:29:23 UTC
[He doesn't notice her leaving because he's too busy fondling a bunch of bananas.]
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Mind if I have one?
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Hands off my bananas, you bitch.
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[How dare you cuss at a lady like that!]
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[A beat.] You bitch.
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I have a few words for you as well, but my dad taught me swearing is a bad habit to get into.
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Good for you lady, now if you excuse me, me and the bananas have some things to do.
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[Firmly deciding this Ocelot was a mental case, Emma shook her head with a sigh, muttering one word as she walked around the pile and further down the hall.]
Weirdo.
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