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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:24 pm
*Points at Clarice*
Snow isn't Dan Didio!
.....wait... what?
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:25 pm
l-lellboy Maniacal Norman Osborn *marches in an points a finger at Hellboy* I got a bone ta pick with you, slick! What, with me? eek What'd I do?I ain't one ta namedrop, but I was talkin' with my pal Johnny Napalm the other day, (Yeah - that Johnny Napalm) and he's braggin' about how great he is, and how he beat the devil in a guitar duel. See, I got written outta the 3rd game for reasons I ain't quite sure of, so I didn't get that kinda opportunity. Now I got Napalm rubbin' that fact in my face, and I'm just lookin' to set that snot-nosed punk straight, you get me? We gotta square off, slick.
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:28 pm
::flips ahead a few pages and reads::
Bigby could not hide his feelings any longer. Ever since he had gotten married, the scent of his wife became less and less pleasing to him. Perhaps it was because she was simply a mother now and not the young girl he rescued from a chain gang all those years ago. Whatever the reason was, it had happened. Of course he would stay with her for their kids but why deny himself a bit of fun and romance as well.
"Tenzil, I need to see you in the evidence locker. I've got something I want to show you".
::Snow's face reddens with anger? embarrassment?::
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:29 pm
Maniacal Norman Osborn l-lellboy Maniacal Norman Osborn *marches in an points a finger at Hellboy* I got a bone ta pick with you, slick! What, with me? eek What'd I do?I ain't one ta namedrop, but I was talkin' with my pal Johnny Napalm the other day, (Yeah - that Johnny Napalm) and he's braggin' about how great he is, and how he beat the devil in a guitar duel. See, I got written outta the 3rd game for reasons I ain't quite sure of, so I didn't get that kinda opportunity. Now I got Napalm rubbin' that fact in my face, and I'm just lookin' to set that snot-nosed punk straight, you get me? We gotta square off, slick. ..but... I'm not that devil. I don't play the guitar, man. *raises his right fist* These look like string-picking fingers to you? confused
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:30 pm
DON'T GO INTO THE EVIDENCE LOCKER, TENZ!!!!!
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:30 pm
*covers her face with her hands*
DON'T DO IT TENZ!
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:32 pm
GO INTO THE LOCKER, TENZ!
*skips back to the bar and takes another sip from her drink*
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:40 pm
l-lellboy Maniacal Norman Osborn l-lellboy Maniacal Norman Osborn *marches in an points a finger at Hellboy* I got a bone ta pick with you, slick! What, with me? eek What'd I do?I ain't one ta namedrop, but I was talkin' with my pal Johnny Napalm the other day, (Yeah - that Johnny Napalm) and he's braggin' about how great he is, and how he beat the devil in a guitar duel. See, I got written outta the 3rd game for reasons I ain't quite sure of, so I didn't get that kinda opportunity. Now I got Napalm rubbin' that fact in my face, and I'm just lookin' to set that snot-nosed punk straight, you get me? We gotta square off, slick. ..but... I'm not that devil. I don't play the guitar, man. *raises his right fist* These look like string-picking fingers to you? confused You're big, you're red, and you got horns. You'll do.
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:42 pm
Snow? Maybe you should stop reading that now. sweatdrop
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:53 pm
::closes the book and glares at everyone::
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:59 pm
Yea....um...what's that Mom? COMING!!!
*hurries out*
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 10:00 pm
heh.. WAIT FOR ME!
*hurries out behind Chris*
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 10:01 pm
::Looks over to Snow raising his glass to her:: "Your husband is the star of a sad attempt at a passable romantic narrative, congratulations."
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 10:03 pm
::stares. Looking angry::
Who could write such a thing?
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