[Tired of all the new feathers yet? Sorry, but here's another one - and he's loud. Very loud. So loud in fact that standing in the middle of the plaza, just about anyone in the vicinity can probably hear him. Why is he loud? Because he woke up in the fountain, soaked, with yellow wings and white cotton pants. He doesn't really realize that ( Read more... )

[Beat is at the feast the Hibou prepared because teenage boy + food + not all that much smarts = Beat pigging out on turkey and now having a really terribly acid trip.]

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[He's staring at the ground, narrowing his eyes at it.]

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[And now he starts to panicI AIN'T GONNA LET YOU EAT ME! TRY IT AN' I'LL PUNCH YER FACE IN! ...WHEREVER YO ( Read more... )

YO, SIEBENTARDS.
YOU ALL SUCK BALLS.

Got yer attention? Hell yeah, I do.

Screw this giant hole crap, yo!

I'M BORED.

Le's do somethin'.

STOP HIDIN' IN YER DAMN HOUSES OR IMMA COME BEAT YOU OUTTA THEM. Ain't gonna do a damn thing to sit 'round and blubber on 'bout them earthquakes, so le's go do somethin' fun.

PHONES. THAT MEANS YOU. ( Read more... )

[The computer is kicked on]

--iece a' junk! Whoa, hey! It turned on.

YO, PHONES. I KNOW YOU OUT THERE SOMEWHERE, SO WHERE YOU AT?And why's the world gone technicolor on us, huh? What's up wit' all this? It's like someone ate fingerpaints and barfed 'em everywhere or somethin ( Read more... )