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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2014 6:32 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 5:03 pm
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“Au! I don’t know what it bloody was, it called itself a lady, it had a mask for a face and its hands weren’t bloody attached ye hoon.”
This devolved into a grimace because talking, and breathing all did a lot of work on things that had been, to put it nicely, ‘abused’ recently, namely his chest, and to a degree his nicely clawed abdomen as well, which probably didn’t help the fray in his tempter to be called a chump, then again he’d countered with calling her a Hoon, though that wasn’t really a word she was likely to know.
‘It’s mouth never moved when it spoke. It had one but it was like a mask…eh?”
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2014 2:56 pm
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“If that thing would explain why some people have phobias about dolls and puppets, then…sure, yes, puppet, doll…creepy mask face monster who didn’t appreciate calling the Haunted House ‘no mans land’.” He nodded with the statement and then rolled his shoulder in a shrug, wincing at the pull and tug of it though he tried to suppress the grimace.
He looked torn between offended and contemplative when she told him not to get his panties in a twist, her manners were s**t when you came down to it, but she had a point, so at last he nodded.
“Yeah… just don’t tell me pain is proof alright?” He grinned slightly.
"Sorry, bit mad at myself I guess."
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