[22: audio/action] what a waste of time, the thought crossed my mind, but I never missed a beat

[playingbadcop]

[ooc: backdated to very early in the event, because I want him to...well, not be aware that it's an event yet.]

I could really use somebody to talk to.

[That feeling would be the longing for a moirail, by the way. But unfortunately for any potentials who might decide they want to emotionally support/rein in the mansion's resident surly detective

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[dandiestvongola]

[This. There is only THIS running down the hallway, laughing and yelling and playing like children do when they don't actually have friends other children their own age around and then runs right into Benny's leg! Bam! All in one big run-on sentence!

And wow that must mean that leg, and the rest of the dude attached to it for that matter, is here for a reason and omg forgive me apparently I was just BLIND to this post.]

Heeey! Hey you! Tag you're it!

[action] pfff no, thank you for tagging it at all, I am the queen of backtags!

[playingbadcop]

[He rounds on the freaky goat cow sheep child.]

Tag?

[action] let us be the royal backtaggers of eway then

[dandiestvongola]

[Being the so desu stealthy 1337 tag master ninja that he is, Lambo scuttles maybe like five feet away on his tiny legs, turns, and then starts waving his arms at Benny.]

Boo! Booooo! Lambo tagged you, now you must be it!

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[playingbadcop]

I don't do "it."

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[dandiestvongola]

Why not? [With his equally tiny attention span, he is now making grabby hands. If you won't play you can at least pick him up.]

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[playingbadcop]

[So...Stango does.]

I don't play games.