Reblog if it’s okay for me to come up and RP with you whenever
>You wham your temporal prybar over the head of the alternate Crowbar thats pinning Die down.< Get th' HELL off of him you TERRIBLE EXCUSE FER AN ALTERNATE.
As he upchucks he hears another Crowbar, this one of a lilting southern voice and a loud THUNK.
- He scowls, moving a hand up to grab Die's chin, forcing him to look up. - You piss me off. Le7 me show you how you make me feel. - He slips his fingers into Die's mouth, pushing them into the very back, intending to make him puke. -
Anonymous“Wh-wha—…” As he opens his mouth, gloved fingers are inserted into his mouth. With his free hand, he tries to pry the hand from his mouth, suddenly glad for the fact he had little gag reflex but as the hand dug deeper the fingers hit just the right spot and… Soon Crowbar’s hand and the ground was covered in stomach acid and the remains as his snack.
- Crowbar jumps Die and pins him face down, forcefully keeping Die's head shoved into the dirt, not planning to release him yet. - Hey. Wha7's up... ? You piece of shi7...
Anonymous-Die Yelps slightly as he is tackled and pinned to the ground, His doll pinned underneath him with his arm twisted underneath him in an uncomfortable position.- “C-crowbar… What… Um… Wh-what are y-you d… hnn, doing?” He coughed into the dirt, twisting his head to the side so that he could speak clearly.
Pardon my intrusion, but what is your impression on your boss, and how am I--another English--in comparison?
Well, I don’t know Lord English very well and he scares me a bit… I think it’s mostly his appearance…
I don’t know you very well either but you seem… Different. Much better to look at and well… Probably just as crazy.
If you had to have a hat from team sleuth or the midnight crew's, whose hat would you take?
Anonymous“I’d like to l-l-live so…. None.”
