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[realcoolblowjob]

Toki balls his fists in a childlike manner and rages: "I's sick of this ass-dildoes, you-gots-to-be-the-good-ones stuff! I wanna make out with the hot womens too! Screw Skwisgaar, he gets all the hot womens all the rest of the times, I's ready to get paints by beautifuls ladies! You'd rather haves crotch-zombies or something

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[markovincognita]

"...Okay, I kind of lost you around the crotch-zombies thing," she says, raising her eyebrow, "but, uh, you know Skwisgaar? Are you as weird as he is?" Because seriously, grandmothers.

[realcoolblowjob]

"Yeah, Skwisgaar," says Toki cattily, though it's Toki, so god only knows if he really means it. "Pfft, he not that super-special, badass guy. So he screws all the womens, big deal!"

With a note of wonderment: "you gets the crotch-zombies from sleepings around everywhere cuz your stuffs get so nasty, the dead can live there. Gets real haunted and spooky!"

[markovincognita]

"He really seems kinda... full of himself. I don't like saying it, but he's kind of a douchebag." She frowns, but only a little. She really doesn't mind saying it much.

"...Wow. Just. Wow. Are you sure that's a real thing?"

[fannyfae]

You don't think so? What makes you think that everyone is so metal-illiterate?

[redwarwoman]

*eyes him, almost amused*

Well if you've got a brush...

[realcoolblowjob]

Toki appears to waver momentarily, but then stands tall and proud. "That's what I's talkin' about, lady--"

He abruptly sags. "Oh, but I don't got no brush at all. Awwww, phooey," he laments.

[redwarwoman]

*deep-throated chuckle* That is a shame. Oh well. *turns to walk away--look at that ass*

[half_mystic]

"He said 'hot', sugar." Sickly-sweet. She's in quite the antagonistic mood, for reasons unknown.

[victormakesart]

Enter a very confused painter.

"Th' hell?"

[realcoolblowjob]

"After shows," Toki explains, like it's the most expected thing in the world, "we go backstage, get paints by the beautifuls ladies. Happens all the time, borings stuff, yeah yeah, you know."

[victormakesart]

She looked down at her hands (covered with blue and yellow and orange and green paints) and took the paintbrush from behind her ear and mimed a painting motion. She still looked confused.

[elisa_garg]

"...I don't think I've ever been this offended before. Or had a greater urge to use my claws on someone."

[half_mystic]

"Wow, someone's a bit touchy. PMSing, mon chere?" Amusement and snark, in equal parts.

[elisa_garg]

If you want to get technical, no, because that's human biology and doesn't apply to her anymore. It's also totally beside the point.

"Well excuse me for getting annoyed with the rock-idiot here. I've got this nasty habbit of getting mad when people talk about women like they're pieces of meat or prizes."

[nightstone_ceo]

"I certainly wouldn't stop you from doing it. Feel free."