Re: Vote: SQUIBsecondfastestFebruary 14 2007, 20:17:58 UTC
There's no fucking way that Toki's going to be tricked in to fighting with a giant STD. He likes his junk fine where it is, thank you very much. And oh dear, it seems to have rabies. "I know what you wants! You's gonna make my dick falls off!" He backs away as quickly as possible and wishes he had a gun or a bat or a mace or something. "My friend has shampoo!" he warns.
((Hee! Zoidberg! So good! I shove in.. PICKLES, only because... now my brain has decided to want to see these two have a conversation and decide whether or not you could understand a word between them.))
Pickles was bored. This sorting room was pretty lame. Just kind of... four walls and... that table with all the applications on it. At least he had clothes on now, but... man, he'd been out of booze for a while now. Lost track of the seconds, even. ...A long amount of seconds.
So! Distractions! Like this... weird pink thing!
"So, lobster dude, huh?" he asked, resisting the urge to poke Zoidberg... somewhere. Just to see how squishy he was, really. "That's, eh. That's pretty brutal."
What? Tentacles? Pickles picks at one of his dreadlocks and shrugs. "Nah. That's uh. Yeah, that's a dreadlock." Then, like he's talking to a special educated child, "DREEEAADDDLOOOOCCCKKKK." And drops the dread, glancing to Zoidberg's own tentacle... things... and squinting his eyes. "Man, that'd be totally brutal. Dude, tentacles."
((ooc - eeeek!!! Galadriel-mun LOVES her some Zoidberg!!!))
Galadriel entered the Sorting Room, having now herself been sorted a short while ago. She was intrigued when she saw the creature in a white coat. She approached the - person.
Galadriel swiftly divested herself of the creature's claws.
"I have not been refused, I simply have not encountered one, not knowing what it is. I am not from this world, nor your world. And indeed, refusal to serve one's - um, fellows - is wrong."
She nodded to him. "Also, I am not a man. I am elf-kind. What manner of creature are you?"
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"Wait, friend!"
*Puffs out Dorsal fin, foams at the mouth, and runs after Toki*
"Zoidberg is very manly! We could even fight, if you like!"
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"Are you offering to shampoo Zoidberg's shell? Oh, your kindness is touching! I haven't been washed in years!"
*embraces Toki in an arm-pinning hug*
"Truly, you are a noble friend!"
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Pickles was bored. This sorting room was pretty lame. Just kind of... four walls and... that table with all the applications on it. At least he had clothes on now, but... man, he'd been out of booze for a while now. Lost track of the seconds, even. ...A long amount of seconds.
So! Distractions! Like this... weird pink thing!
"So, lobster dude, huh?" he asked, resisting the urge to poke Zoidberg... somewhere. Just to see how squishy he was, really. "That's, eh. That's pretty brutal."
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*points to Pickles' hair*
"Are those tentacles I'm seeing? Eh?"
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Oh, God, he really wanted to poke it...
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"I'm trying to keep my figure? What, a man can't feel beautiful? I have feelings too, you know!"
((Oh, Laura. Such a good person...))
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What kind of comedy do you do?
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"Oh, I do all sorts of comedy! Almost always when standing up! I'm multi-talented, you see."
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Galadriel entered the Sorting Room, having now herself been sorted a short while ago. She was intrigued when she saw the creature in a white coat. She approached the - person.
"Mae Govannon. I am Galadriel. What is a Deli?"
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"You poor man! You don't know what a Deli is? Or do they refuse to serve you, like they refuse Zoidberg!? It's just wrong, I say!"
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"I have not been refused, I simply have not encountered one, not knowing what it is. I am not from this world, nor your world. And indeed, refusal to serve one's - um, fellows - is wrong."
She nodded to him. "Also, I am not a man. I am elf-kind. What manner of creature are you?"
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*stares*
"You don't look like Lenny, though. Were you born deformed? No worries, Zoidberg can fix that! We'll start from the horns, and work our way down!"
*pauses*
"I'm a doctor, of course! We'll need to fix that eyesight too."
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*winks suggestively*
"Unless you are a friend of Zooooidberg..."
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