8th Shoe of Baileys [Phone/Action]

[shoeofbaileys]

What wrong with you people, all judgin' and bein' down on a party? First Old Gregg talk to some rude girl a week back who discriminate against him and don't let Old Gregg go to her party, now all you talkin' bad 'bout these nice folk and they wantin' to throw a party. Well Old Gregg not gonna let you ruin no parties, no sir. Old Gregg gonna enjoy

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[rainfelled]

[Old Gregg wasn't the only one trying to recreate an outfit from home. Well Aqua just wasn't fond of the dresses she was made to wear, they weren't practical to her, so she was looking for shorts or pants or anything else that would make movement a little easier. But the selection wasn't very good...

And here she was, not paying attention and whoops! Nearly bumped into someone.]

Oh! I'm so--

[...UH. Staring is bad, right. But he was the strangest looking person-- er, that's rude.]

-sorry. I'm sorry about that.

[shoeofbaileys]

[Old Gregg was in a good mood today, especially since he finally got his slimy old green skin back. So he'll just wave at you Aqua, smiling. Before saying in the politest voice ever.]

I'M OLD GREGG!!

[knowthestakes]

[WHY CAN'T SHE ESCAPE YOU, OLD GREGG

just...tries to pretend to be a mannequin....]

[shoeofbaileys]

[Old Gregg isn't the smartest motherfucker, so that works.

For a time.

Right now he's just staring at you. You a pretty little mannequin, ain't you?]

[knowthestakes]

[must stand still must stand still oh god the freaky violent kidnapper is looking at her SHE CAN FEEL IT]

[shoeofbaileys]

[It's so real! Reaching out to touch!]