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[fredegarbolger]

*prances around aimlessly*

So....
Who wants to check out my new property?

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*cha-CHUNK*

[eomer_of_rohan]

That was the sound of a shotgun being primed. One word: venison.

AAHHHG.

[fredegarbolger]

That was the sound of me screaming.

WHAT THE FUCK I haven't even done anything yet. I don't think I've ever even seen you before and if I did I was probably so fucked up I dont remember.

....what was your name again?

Ahahaa

[manofrohan]

Poor little claymation reindeer. I feel the urge to shove you into my backpack and rescue you. Or tape your ensuing doom.

........

[fredegarbolger]

If you do the first I'll stop calling you Theostud and writing limericks about you.

*looks pitifully cute and vulnerable*

[manofrohan]

...not sure whether to be disappointed or joyous. Ah well. *shoves you into backpack* Hold still, don't eat my chocolate bars.

Onwards! To see where I end up before I finally get where I want to.

[fredegarbolger]

Hurray! Uh... can you like... open the zipper a bit? It's really dark in here and I'm scared I can't breathe too well.

[manofrohan]

Fine, fine. See! Light! And so there was. If the other Rohirrim see you, pretend you're a stuffed toy for Timulty or Ozy. If they check closer, pretend to be rabid.

[fredegarbolger]

Right. Am inanimate object unless riled; wherein I'd foam at the mouth and make disturbing noises. Shouldn't be too hard to fake.