03 [ written ] ... For the lulz.

[pretty_fascist]

I'm in the mood to destroy something. Anyone want to help me make a flamethrower? It'll be fun.

[[OOC: Affected & not yet taken. If you want dysfunction and some lulz, feel free.]]

Comments

[filtered and unaffected although they seem like they'd get along well /o/;]

[ricketytrickery]

It's like you read my mind. Where are you?

[pretty_fascist]

The bar. Where else would I be in this boring town?

[filtered/action]

[ricketytrickery]

Figured as much. I'll be right there.

[In a few minutes, Dilandau (?) will have a steaming-hot visitor. Literally. There's a plume of steam following him around. yes I know I've been pointing this out a lot /o/;]

You the one who wanted to destroy something?

[action]

[pretty_fascist]

[Aaand Dilandau will just stare for a moment. A "beastman." Steaming. Right. He's just going to finish the last of his wine before replying.]

Yeah. Preferably with fire, but I'm not picky.

[pretty_fascist]

Who asked for your stupid opinion? Why don't you just mind your own business, or are you one of those do-gooders?

[pretty_fascist]

I can look out for myself, thanks. I don't care whether the wanna-be heroes of this crappy little village like me or not. They can all go die in a fire, for all I care. Wouldn't that be nice?

[foodovermystery]

[Let's assume she's already been taken. XD The post isn't up yet.]

You don't have any other hobbies?

[pretty_fascist]

Nope!

[foodovermystery]

[She's gonna be >:| at him forever.]

Maybe you should get some that wouldn't cause so much trouble.

[pretty_fascist]

Right, right. Do you know where I can get butane? [Aww. And he's just going to keep being >D!]