The Ninteenth Act

[frenzied_ballad]

[Accidental Voice Post]

Damned hopping SHIT.

*sound of meat being punctured and sliced along with a chorus of growls and shrieks*

Chocolate or meat, I've no preference. All the same in my stomach.

*loud hissing followed by wet, meaty stabbing*

Comments

[carnagescene]

Delightful. A man with weapons.

[frenzied_ballad]

Among others.

[carnagescene]

What is your weapon of choice?

[frenzied_ballad]

The only one I am versed in is the straight razor, sir.

[carnagescene]

But a very nice one it is. By that, would I be right in assuming you to be a barber?

[frenzied_ballad]

...You are very accurate in your assumptions. I am a barber surgeon, yes.