031 - All The Young Dudes

[heretic_hamlet]

[The page begins as a near-illegible mess of sentences begun, scratched out, and restarted. After quite a few tries he just lets the words fall as they do.]Oi blimey! I do say, Stoneface, ol' bean- and me fellow Watchmen- I might have a wee bit o'trouble for me coming shifts. It's my sword, guv'nah; it's stuck fast in its bloomin' sheath, and

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/SCREAMS WITH LAUGHTER, OH MY GOOOOOOOD ILU

[stonyfaced]

Good gods, man! You sound like a... I have no idea what you sound like. But for what it's worth, I can understand you well enough. [...better than usual, actually.]

I'd assign you to paperwork, but not if you write like this.

This is way harder for me than his usual speech

[heretic_hamlet]

Oi, guv! If the other balmy blighters wot we're fending off can't hold a blade, then we've no need for the jitters. No weapons at all is better than a poke in the eye with a blunt stick.

[Pause]

The blooming blazes did I just write?

I can see why XD Also, Stoneface is pausing between words, because he's, like. Crying laughing.

[stonyfaced]

Huh. You seem to be going between an old soldier and street urchin, there. But even if some of us are affected, it doesn't mean everybody is. How's your hand to hand?

XD I'm just amused he makes more sense this way

[heretic_hamlet]

Ace enough to knock a lad off his block and onto his back, old bean.

Some people from his canon probably actually talk like this. XD Probably thebeggar's guild members

[stonyfaced]

[Reed talking like this. Stoneface can't take it. His pen shudders against the page, and he doesn't answer for a while as he has been forced to put his pen down and laugh helplessly through his clasped hands.]

All right, Reed, that'll do.