voice, 09/03

[klown]

Ayyye!

(Enjoy the horrible croaking of a 12 year old using a voice that kind of barely sounds like someone impersonating a hokey mobster.)

Wassa guy gotta do to get a smoke 'round here?

cw: talk of underage smoking. probably loooots of swearing.

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[vagabone]

[Pfft.]

...Nice try, chamaco. How old are you?

:O) excuse

[klown]

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Fast on the conclusions aren't we there? What if it's for my old man, huh? Gonna deny a bushy eyed young lad doin' his pa a service in fixing him up?

(He's so full of it. And totally going to gently avoid that age question for a hot second. Maybe the guy will forget he even asked.




Maybe.)

[vagabone]

[He made his point, he won't ask again.]

Your old man's out of luck then. Besides, I haven't smoked in about fifty years, I'm all out.

Are you new?

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[devilstongue]

prey to the bee god

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[klown]

there's a bee here?

(Wait. Not the important part. Focus, Richie.)

you telling me that theres a god here whose gonna land me a pack of winstons if i do the boogie woogie on a beehive or some shit?

[devilstongue]

That's were I got my weed

I rely don't know what the fuck dose oder tings mean.

[ He's... being an asshole. Plus practicing some writing since that's a fairly new gimmick on these. ]

[klown]

im more of a cocaine guy myself.




brother i dont even know what the fuck you just typed means.

(Except he literally just responded to it so clearly he does. Two people can be assholes here.)

[devilstongue]

[ He doesn't really know what that is, either. Whoops. ]

Clerly we are from difrent worlds, my freind! I'm sure there will be more ilands with drugs and smokes eventaly.

Gota wait.

[klown]

my lungs r quivering in anticipation already.





for real whats your world. Gotsta get the know on early with these things.

[devilstongue]

Well we dont have dese tings, for one. Just like... magic that sends mesages. Our rouge is very good at it.

Teknolo-stuf is new.

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[motherfucking_ghost]

Burn some plants, see what happens.

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[klown]

Last time I did that it would up with me practically making vomiting an Olympian sport.

[motherfucking_ghost]

That sounds like a you problem. Maybe you just gotta git gud at smoking up.

[klown]

I mean it's more of a biological problem than a me specific problem, but yeah, you're right. I should dig some more holes and find some leafy greens. Wanna join in?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Nah, wouldn't do me any good. Being a robot, now that's a me specific problem. Pretty sure smoke would go straight through some kinda internal filter.

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[lesbeau]

Sound like you're high, so gonna assume you already got one.

[Who the hell even talks like that?]

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[klown]

I'd pay good hard-earned cash to be high right now, but unfortunately for all of us I'm stone-cold sober.

(He's literally never been high in his entire life, but no one needs to know that. He's got a REP to uphold here. Here where literally knows who the hell he is.





And excuse you....That Voice was perfectly shitty)

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[lesbeau]

[Look, she knows a thing or two about espionage, and whoever the hell this is is totally messing with it.]

If you actually wanted to find the drugs, you probably would've by now. You think we all live on a deserted island sober?

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[postictal]

[All right, well, Connor literally has a weed garden but Tim's not about to just say that to someone who's...what? Thirteen? He has no idea, honestly. He can just tell when he's talking to a kid.]

sound kinda young to be wrecking your lungs

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[klown]

(God he wishes he were thirteen. That's practically Adult Status to a twelve year old. The Big Teens.)

yeah and this bizzaro lord of the flies feeling motherfucker definitely just committed kidnapping by bringing me here but im not seeing any feds busting in so i think I'll keep my smokes for the stress of my poor, delicate self being SNATCHED

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[postictal]

you've got about 5 actual functional adults here who are gonna be pretty concerned
maybe 30 if you count the nonfunctional ones
that's about as bad as the cops

[suspecteverything]

Light a really big fire. You'll get more than enough smoke that way.

[And yes, he knows what Richie is really trying to get at, but he's being an ass on purpose.]

[klown]

Hey, yeah, what a great idea. Lighting a big ass fire on an isolated island. Damn. Why the hell didn't I think of it sooner?

(Drawling sarcasm. He can be an ass right back, good sir.)

Shit. You must be the goddamn president here comin' up with ideas that slick, boss.

[suspecteverything]

Seriously? An isolated island is the best place to light a big ass fire. It's the only place where it won't draw your enemies to you because they aren't freaking around. Nobody is going to be able to see it.

[This coming from a guy who has spent quite a few of the last years of his life on the run from pretty much everyone across multiple planets. He knows where it is and isn't safe to make fires.]

You have no idea.

[Jules' home planet is a monarchy not a democracy. He also happened to be the crown prince of that monarchy for most of his life, not that he shares that information with anyone.]

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[taxusbacatta]

_{[Here comes grandma!]}

What a foolish question! Why would you want smoke? To burn down the entire island! Do Twolegs really have nothing better to do?

_{[Yellowfang, you dont know how many legs he has.]}