eight!

[whackanarche]

[The sound of clumsy slamming of the communication device! And then, a voice that's clearly not Chester's-but no one has to figure that out. Yet. ... Or ever. B)]

I bet Arche fucks like a tiger!

[A pause.]

Mint's tits are huge-I wanna motorboat those babies alllllll niiiiiiiight long.

[An even longer pause.]

Ohhhh yeah, come to papa.

((ooc;

Comments

[whackanarche]

[The poor guy is in the park training lakjdf what did he do to deserve this kind of cruel treatment. B(]

Girls are like a good day of golf... three holes in one!

it's ok bb i was afk anyway :)

[whackanarche]

[scREAM]

But it is a day for BDSM! [Like that doesn't give it away. B|]

[whackanarche]

[SOUND OF SOMETHING GETTING SLAMMED. The communicator is picked up. B)]

... Battle Driving Simulation Mechanic.

[whackanarche]

[Just don't associate this with Chester. B|]

I'm fine. The problem's been taken care of.

[whackanarche]

[hell yeah, chester is pure. pure. B) B) B)]

I just got rid of an annoying little pest.

[whackanarche]

[puuuure]

Of course it wasn't me! That stupid broad blasted me with her magic for something that I didn't even do!

[whackanarche]

[god he's probably leaving the worst impression. ever. B|]

Something. It's a curse day today, isn't it? I just have to hold out for the next twelve hours or so.

[whackanarche]

What did you say? Speak up, geez! I'm not going out of my way to listen to you whisper around.