Aug 04, 2011 17:56
[Marvel, Barge, at the shirtless wonder that is Iago, complete with the very rarely seen curls around his head. He doesn't look happy, though that's not really unusual for him. His wardrobe is empty, which he shows to the population. And then he holds up a shirt. It's not a shirt that Iago would ever wear in his lifetime. It's a t-shirt with the periodic table on it. He steps back enough to show the whole thing, plus the tight black GOTH PANTS that he's squeezed into. Guess whose clothes they are, Barge. GUESS.]
This does not belong to me. [He drops it to the floor. He would spit on it, but he's in his room and doesn't want to spit there. Ew.] The person it belongs to is nothing more than indulging in petty pranks. Petty and childish pranks. Taking my clothes, replacing them with these? Taking everything that I use for my hair!
[Yeah, Iago's just outed himself here as a bit vain but THERE ARE MORE IMPORTANT MATTERS AT HAND.]
Rex. Where are my clothes? If you have done anything to them, I swear I will find someone to turn you into a woman again.
And for the record, you do look like you've not seen a comb in years. I'm sure your snakes could find themselves a nice nest in there.
acting entitled,
dramatics get you places,
pay attention to meeeeee,
entertainment for the masses,
rex,
rex doesn't deserve a tag,
griping for the sake of griping