40.

[konned]

All you gentlefolk are all well and good, but my honor is my own, an' if'n y'all feel like impugnin' it, don't mind if I return the sentiment. I won't have it.

Now then. I happen to find myself a mite lonely.

[ooc; Imagine a small gun totin' pistol packin' ten inch plush toy. ]

Comments

[imachopyou]

...what the hell are you?

((I could not resist.))

[konned]

What in blazes does it look like. I should ask the same of you.

[ooc; Nor should you have tried, really.]

[imachopyou]

You look like some kiddie toy. Hm...

[takes his head off]

[konned]

...[ shocked kon is shocked ]

In God's name, man, put your damned head back on!

And I'm not just "some kiddie toy."

[imachopyou]

[puts it back on!]

Happy now? And yes you are. You're some tiny ass lion thing.

[konned]

[ sour face! ]

Better, at least.

Am not, you shouldn't go round assuming that people are just what they look like, you know.

[imachopyou]

Yeah, and what about me?

[konned]

I have no idea what the devil you are. How in all the hells can you take your head off?

[ooc; wild west cursing =/= as interesting, I think his inner profane self might have to bust through for a moment soon |D]

[imachopyou]

I'm a living suit of armor~

((Go for eet~ |D))

[konned]

THE FUCKING HELL IS THAT GODDAMN SHIT-

...-Er.

[ ooc; ask and ye shall recieve~]

[imachopyou]

[takes his head off again and shows that it's empty]

[konned]

...That's really GODDAMN WEIRD.

What happened to you?

[imachopyou]

Soul got ripped out.

[konned]

...Ouch.

[imachopyou]

Ouch is putting it lightly.

[konned]

No kidding.