Oct 13, 2011 20:14
[ Holding a broken whiskey bottle full of apple juice up to his mouth, Belphegor sat down on one of the broken and thrashed chairs in a rather bare looking room, being careful to keep it balanced between the three legs it still had- although once he got a sip of the juice, the prince was bringing himself up to his feet, kicking the chair over, and dropped the bottle to the ground. ]
I refuse to drink another sip of this disgusting stuff. A prince like myself shouldn’t need to drink this putrid stuff day after day.
[ A booted foot swept under the table that had been next to the chair, causing both that, and the PCD on top to fall onto the ground. ]
‘shishishi, toad! I’ll skewer you if you don’t go and find the prince something else to eat.
frog legs are tasty,
princes' at play,
!video,
no frogs were harmed