Da Capo

[guidingivories]

A dark, curtained room. A chair. A gramophone playing cheap-sounding jazz ... What is this place anyway.

You don't remember? Hehehe, that's hilarious. Neither do we. Looks like we'll have to start all over again, won't we, Soul?

What are you? If you don't remember anything, how do you know my name anyway, eh?

Why, that's simple, Soul! Because we

Comments

[princeofknives]

Oh, a noisy, clumsy one.

...Very uncool.

[guidingivories]

Hey, neither of those words has anything to do with me, weirdo.

*wipes blood off his head*

[princeofknives]

A clumsy, noisy and delusional one. Sad.

[guidingivories]

The hell's up with you, huh? I don't even know who you are.

[princeofknives]

I don't know you either, but I do know three important things about you. That's all I need to know.

[guidingivories]

...you looking for a fight, asshole?

[princeofknives]

U~shishishi, that sounds like it could be fun. Just don't die too quickly.

[guidingivories]

I said "fight," not "fight to the death." Is everyone around here part of the freak show?