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 Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 2:08 pm
Some big guy with a weird mask. Bane I think it was. He said something about accepting your challenge.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 2:13 pm
"Well now, that is a beautiful thing."
-grins, and reaches across the counter, grabbing a pen-
Name the place and time.
I'll make sure I'm there.
-scribbles it on a napkin, and he tacks it up on the bulletin board-
Looking forward to a nice drink.
-Skinner Sweet
-nods to Casey, then heads out-
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 2:32 pm
NOBODY MAKES IT RAIN LIKE... JACK OF FABLES Bigby still hasn't noticed my excellent piece of artwork. I know he has no taste, and he's getting old so he might be blind, but how can he miss something so magnificent? Don't his brats even recognize their own father? His kids are lame anyway, my son could kick his a**. Have you even seen my son? No? Good. I don't feel like being a father right now anyway.-heads on into the Bistro, shaking up his spray can once more, and he sprays- BIG-B HAS A LITTLE D. -he leaves it at that, then heads back on out with a satisfied grin on his face- In the next issue of Jack of Fables, I sucker punch Bigby in the face, and he cries as all his teeth fall out. Snow realizes what a little b***h he is and begs me to bed her, but I refuse because I know she's into bestiality, and I don't do that. Gary shows up in the Nexus begging to be my friend again, and I forgive him because I'm just that nice of a guy. Then a bunch of aliens come in and anally probe Powell, which he's really down with. Virgil winds up taking a bath and electrocuting himself in the process. Oh, and Karen Starr shows me her tits. Then, I get a beer.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 4:52 pm
::Snow walked into the Bistro::
What's with all the artwo.... "big B has a little D?"
::her eyes narrow::
Jack mad
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 4:56 pm
::skips in::
Ob-la-di, o-bla-da, is it the Terrible Trianglist I see before me?! Snow!
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 5:02 pm
-wanders on in, sans Martini...how could it be?-
"Hello hello he--"
-pauses to read the graffiti, then notices the painting from the day before- "Hmmm...seems we have a Rembrandt in the house."
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 5:03 pm
Tsk. Lacks panache. And subtlety.
And proper spelling.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 5:04 pm
"Well, Jack isn't a genius. Just lucky."
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 5:05 pm
I'd hope he's lucky if he's teasing the Nexus Sheriff.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 5:06 pm
::Snow continues to stare with narrowed eyes::
mad
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 5:07 pm
Wallace shrugs. "Seems to be his deal."
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 5:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 5:08 pm
Snow-be, Snow-be adobe, have a seat before you burst a vein. Come on, that's a good girl...
::leads Snow to a stool::
Now. Let's drink it all better.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 5:08 pm
"I can't wait for Jack to show up."
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 5:10 pm
:she blinks a few times::
Oh, Hello Piper. Long time no see.
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