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tank_rockarmsOnce upon a time in a land far, far away, there lived a valiant blue knight who rode atop a steed made out of orange iron. He was a mighty knight, and had slain many in battle.
But one day, an evil imp by the name of VINCENT. V. VINESON came out of the wooded forest glen and did several thousand dollars worth of damage to the muscular knight's equipage.
The brave knight took off after this vile svartálfar and soundly beat him to within an inch of his life, and also sprayed numerous effusions from his stomach upon the foul defiler of his sweet ride, because of the contemptible reprobate's noxious particulate matter.
Several days later, it came to the mind of the knight exactly who this wretched daemon might have been, and so, dear reader, he went to confront him.
Max knocked on Vinnie's door.
But one day, an evil imp by the name of VINCENT. V. VINESON came out of the wooded forest glen and did several thousand dollars worth of damage to the muscular knight's equipage.
The brave knight took off after this vile svartálfar and soundly beat him to within an inch of his life, and also sprayed numerous effusions from his stomach upon the foul defiler of his sweet ride, because of the contemptible reprobate's noxious particulate matter.
Several days later, it came to the mind of the knight exactly who this wretched daemon might have been, and so, dear reader, he went to confront him.
Max knocked on Vinnie's door.
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Date: 2011-03-21 05:40 am (UTC)"How did you die? Why ain't you still dead?"
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Date: 2011-03-21 05:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-21 05:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-21 05:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-21 05:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-21 06:01 am (UTC)"I mean, about as friendly as I got as an Ivysaur, anyway..."
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Date: 2011-03-21 06:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-21 06:39 am (UTC)"It was a dumb reason to die over, it hurt like hell, and now I'm fine. Everyone's back to normal. Can you drop it now?"
Despite what he said, something about his expression suggested that Vinnie remembered a lot more about his killer and this dying process than he was comfortable with. And that he really didn't want to talk about it.
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Date: 2011-03-21 07:47 pm (UTC)No, Vinnie. No, Max will never drop it. No, not ever.
"But how'd you die?"
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Date: 2011-03-21 07:55 pm (UTC)"That's kind of private."
What is this I don't even
Date: 2011-03-21 07:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-21 08:03 pm (UTC)Oh, that was not whispering anymore. Damn. he clamped his mouth shut as fast as he could, turning very red.
"No, don't be an idiot!"
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Date: 2011-03-21 08:05 pm (UTC)Wow, Max, you have such a way with words.
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Date: 2011-03-21 08:10 pm (UTC)"Second, I don't want to talk about it. So let go."
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Date: 2011-03-21 08:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-21 08:17 pm (UTC)He's almost there
Date: 2011-03-21 08:22 pm (UTC)"Gotta get a couple hours of sunshine in the morning or you feel terrible and can't eat nothin' even when you want to because you don't get most of your food that way, cause you're a bulbasaur and bulbasaur's get their food by sittin' around shirtless in the morning."
What is Max saying, is he talking to you about you being a bulbasaur? But you're not a bulbasaur.
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Date: 2011-03-21 08:28 pm (UTC)"Flowers are also for pollinating.
"Pollinating is how plants reproduce."
Do. You. Understand.
And we're here
Date: 2011-03-21 08:31 pm (UTC)Yes. Yes, he understands.
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Date: 2011-03-21 08:34 pm (UTC)"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT YELLING."
Not done yet
Date: 2011-03-21 08:37 pm (UTC)Evidently it was to keep yelling.
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Date: 2011-03-21 08:42 pm (UTC)Exasperated silence more or less confirmed this haunting realization.
Yes, Max.
That entire spar was dickpunching.
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Date: 2011-03-21 08:45 pm (UTC)Vinewhip and Razor Leaf is just a fancy way of slapping a guy with your dick.
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Date: 2011-03-21 09:01 pm (UTC)"Just... stop talking. Stop thinking about it so hard. It's really not the same as your weird human organs.
And you don't have a bulb. You were a Blastoise."
Oh but look at that, Vinnie's face was getting really red.
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Date: 2011-03-21 09:03 pm (UTC)"Blastoise twice, Bulbasaur once."