[Sup Mayfield. Butchers gonna butcher, etc.

Accordingly, Tybalts gonna Tyb, a word which here means "look really pissed off that he got stuck with a new not!son".

HE HAS NO IDEA WHO ELSE HAS JUST ARRIVED IN MAYFIELD.

If you'd like to imagine a dramatic musical sting right there, you're more than welcome to.]

Tybalt's learned how to use a hunting rifle, which he has brought to the dairy and will be using on Grady's minions and, um, anybody else he doesn't recognize. He's also got a few knives and is physically conditioned like whoa, SO.

If it's at all possible, I'd like to use this as a major establishing moment for how sadistic and outright brutal he ( Read more... )

[O hai Vince. Your scary coworker has found out that you live at 1332 Benny Road.

And he's knocking on the door.

More like pounding, really.]

NOIR? ARE YOU IN THERE?

[Enjoy your Saturday.]

[Filters are for squares Montagues people with the patience to put them up. Tybalt is not one of these people.]

HOW DO THEY KNOW OUR INFORMATION?!?

[Long pause, in which he can be heard breathing raggedly.]

...is it possible to trade a drone child that- aaaugh-

-that somehow knew today is my birthday -

I want it gone. I want a different child in my ( Read more... )