[Grimmjow's room. The Blackberry camera is showing a lovely view of the ceiling while scrambling and vicious rooting around can be heard in the background, along with the sound of some of the decor items being haphazardly thrown this way and that way, some crashing against the floor or wall upon impact.]
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[[Bel's amused by this new development, it's like a blue-er haired bomber, with a little skull mask. How cute.]]
Everyone's so vulgar here, it's almost insulting on the ears, Mister Grin.
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I got a name, y'know.
Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, the sixth Espada.
I also don't give a fuck if you're too much of a pussy to handle the way I speak. This's how I talk. Grow a pair and get used to it.
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I've long grown up, Signor Jaegerjaquez. But when addressing Royalty, you should be using a little less of a forked tongue- Don't you think? You've got an interesting part-mask, is it a mark of your Family? These Espada? From where do they come?
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Royalty, huh? What kinda royalty?
Not family. More like it's all that's left of what I was. All Arrancar have bits of the Adjuchas mask leftover. Not sure how you got some kind o' family tie out of that.
Guessin' you never heard of a place called Hueco Mundo, huh?
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You've been kidnapped, I hope that isn't too much of an inconvenience.
[Said with a tone that could easily be put to: gag me with a spoon.]
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But I'm feeling generous, I'll be sure to use small words in your terms so you understand: I'd call you a C-word, but you seem to greatly lack the depth and warmth.
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Oh~? I know it wasn't Mother who taught you the maxim, "Swear and answers will follow." Where on earth did you learn it?
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..Mother? The fuck you gettin' on about?
Does it matter where I picked it up? Who the fuck are you?
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Mother. The womb from which you sprung. The giver of life. Either literally or metaphorically, though I speak of the latter. Perhaps more commonly known as one Ulquiorra Cifer. You are acquainted, correct? In what capacity?
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You call Ulquiorra your mom, huh? Oh god, that's fuckin' rich. How the Hell'd he earn that nickname?
[As a mental note is made to rub this in the other Espada's face next time they meet.]
Annnnnd...
He's another member of the Espada. Guess you could say we're..uh...co-workers. Team mates.
[Yeah. That works.]
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[-gasp!] Lord Kortan? Is that you?
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Lord who? What the fuck are you getting on with?!
I have a name, and it ain't that. It's Grimmjow. Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, the Sixth Espada.
Who and what the fuck are you?
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Uh..Thanks?
...The fuck are you doing upside down, anyway?
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[This was the first time he heard the word "fuck" tossed in a sentence every five words or so. Generally the guards kept him from those prisoners that used foul language.]
It's not excrement. It's called a blackberry. I don't recommend eating it. You really need a lot of soap for that mouth...or Orbit gum.
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Blackberry or not, it still seems like a useless piece of shit to me. Might be good for throwing at someone..
...And the fuck's wrong with my mouth? Not man enough to handle the way I talk?
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[Oh yes, he's being smug. He's actually enjoying throwing the other off anyway.]
Nice mask. I wonder if the Phantom asked for it back.
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[And you're getting glared at, somewhat. Grimmjow's annoyance is growing....Especially since the allusion to the Phantom of the Opera was completely lost on him.]
The fuck you mean by that?
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