Jul 07, 2010 18:31
You kids are so boring. No wars. No deals with the devil. Boooring.
[[Locked to Hancock//20% Hackable]]
Hey, drunk. Heard it through the grapevine you were learning how to be a superhero from some kid.
[insert laughter here.]
!hancock
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I'm thinkin' you want another taste of that table.
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[Have moar cackling, Hand-cock.]
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[Yeah, Hades is totally lounging on top of one of the mini-golf windmills.]
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He spots the god and waves the driver at him.]
Am I kicking your ass now or later?
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[Says the boozer lounging with a martini on a windmill.]
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You sure you wanna take this route?
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[Hades slurps his drink lazily, not even raising an eyebrow to Hancock's showoffy flying.]
I'm just enjoying a drink and catching up with an old friend.
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What's stoppin' me from pinning you to that windmill?
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My good looks? Seriously, kid. I hear they make little pills for your temper issues.
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[It's everyone else with the problem]
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There's this thing called sarcasm. It was invented, oh... about seven thousand years ago.
No. Zeus is not my name. I'd throw myself into a pit of acid before I let anyone call me that name.
[Hades throws his drink glass at Hancock's feet and slips from the windmill.]
Let me know when you grow up, kid.
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