90th Game [Video]
[Well, here you are, Adstring. If anyone's been wondering what the brat's been up to since he started yelling at people over the network, now's your chance to find out.
He is relaxing against an old metal bed in an unknown room, one foot on a skateboard casually rolling it back and forth. The room's in fairly decent shape, but the cleaning supplies in the corner imply that this is a new thing. He is, in actuality, making himself quite comfortable on the second floor of Severus Snape's home. Well, having more than one residence to speak of had worked for him before.]
Woooooow. All time low.
Prom, huh? I drop off the network a few days, and suddenly this is all you guys have to get excited about? I bet half of you don't even know what it is. That's what makes it so funny. I guess it makes sense though. I always get into the dancing mood after visiting a graveyard too.
But whatever. I found something better.
[He stomps his foot down on one end of the skateboard, and the other end catapults something neatly into his hand. It's a maraschino cherry. There's actually a can of them on the bed.]
Yo, Golden Delicious! It's for you! Now you just have to find someone to pop it!
[He flicks it into the air before catching it by its stem, grinning easily.]
Oh. Yeah, that reminds me. Sorry 'bout the heart thing, Lover Boy. You were just really fucking annoying.
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He is relaxing against an old metal bed in an unknown room, one foot on a skateboard casually rolling it back and forth. The room's in fairly decent shape, but the cleaning supplies in the corner imply that this is a new thing. He is, in actuality, making himself quite comfortable on the second floor of Severus Snape's home. Well, having more than one residence to speak of had worked for him before.]
Woooooow. All time low.
Prom, huh? I drop off the network a few days, and suddenly this is all you guys have to get excited about? I bet half of you don't even know what it is. That's what makes it so funny. I guess it makes sense though. I always get into the dancing mood after visiting a graveyard too.
But whatever. I found something better.
[He stomps his foot down on one end of the skateboard, and the other end catapults something neatly into his hand. It's a maraschino cherry. There's actually a can of them on the bed.]
Yo, Golden Delicious! It's for you! Now you just have to find someone to pop it!
[He flicks it into the air before catching it by its stem, grinning easily.]
Oh. Yeah, that reminds me. Sorry 'bout the heart thing, Lover Boy. You were just really fucking annoying.
[Click goes the feed.]