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| − | '' | + | '''And now, Shelby, around the latest Ratkin Peace-Pipe exhibition with the newbie.''' |
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| + | " ''I've seen some shit Johnny can't tell you about, kid. His vague-ass little Rundown of what's what is great to start with, but think for yourself here. There's alot of shit out there, just make sure you survive long enough to learn about it. Me? I've seen it, boo. Had this demon think he could try to get in my head. And Ma let him know how fuckin' stupid an idea that was. Ironic as shit too, fuck-o almost lost it dealing with the plague. Seen a Wraith before, or some kinda floaty ghost. Meh. She looked sad. Vampires, please dude. Most of them are too fuckin' old to care, or notice us and the other rats chewing their foundation and empire out from underneath 'em. They're like junkies-- In it for the fix. But a few of 'em are...Alright. I guess. Most're too stuffy. Too anime-ish too, with that fuckin' "YOU HAVE YET TO SEE MY TRUE POWER" Bullshit. Pop in some Bleach and go to bed with a stiffy, fuckhead. The Garou? Fuck them. Fuck them all. I haven't met one yet that I've liked, or thought wouldn't make a better fuckin' rug. Sold-out pieces of shit. 'Cept the Bone Gnawers. They're getting a taste of what it's fuckin' like being on the bottom of the boot. Some of 'em deserve help. Got it bad from their so called brothers and sisters. But some of 'em have just turned into fuckin' boot-lickers. The rest of the fera? Take 'em case by case. Now Mages are fuckin' cool. I saw this guy actually THROW a fireball. Like, Street Fighter shit. One moody mage could be all like 'Hey. Your face, you like it right? Well it's over there now.' Awesome shit. And a few of them are alright to boot. Except for those fucking Technofucks. Kid I ain't talkin' about music, so shut the fuck up. Seen shit, remember? Yeah. Alright, keep laughin'. Now. Since you just broke my beer with your face, I'm going to go grab another one, and maybe when I get back you'll listen. Or don't, fuckin' darwinism's great. We got ten thousand more biding their time, and keeping themselves entertained by watching fuckups like you teach the other pups what not to do.'' " | ||
Latest revision as of 02:39, 17 July 2014
And now, Shelby, around the latest Ratkin Peace-Pipe exhibition with the newbie.
" I've seen some shit Johnny can't tell you about, kid. His vague-ass little Rundown of what's what is great to start with, but think for yourself here. There's alot of shit out there, just make sure you survive long enough to learn about it. Me? I've seen it, boo. Had this demon think he could try to get in my head. And Ma let him know how fuckin' stupid an idea that was. Ironic as shit too, fuck-o almost lost it dealing with the plague. Seen a Wraith before, or some kinda floaty ghost. Meh. She looked sad. Vampires, please dude. Most of them are too fuckin' old to care, or notice us and the other rats chewing their foundation and empire out from underneath 'em. They're like junkies-- In it for the fix. But a few of 'em are...Alright. I guess. Most're too stuffy. Too anime-ish too, with that fuckin' "YOU HAVE YET TO SEE MY TRUE POWER" Bullshit. Pop in some Bleach and go to bed with a stiffy, fuckhead. The Garou? Fuck them. Fuck them all. I haven't met one yet that I've liked, or thought wouldn't make a better fuckin' rug. Sold-out pieces of shit. 'Cept the Bone Gnawers. They're getting a taste of what it's fuckin' like being on the bottom of the boot. Some of 'em deserve help. Got it bad from their so called brothers and sisters. But some of 'em have just turned into fuckin' boot-lickers. The rest of the fera? Take 'em case by case. Now Mages are fuckin' cool. I saw this guy actually THROW a fireball. Like, Street Fighter shit. One moody mage could be all like 'Hey. Your face, you like it right? Well it's over there now.' Awesome shit. And a few of them are alright to boot. Except for those fucking Technofucks. Kid I ain't talkin' about music, so shut the fuck up. Seen shit, remember? Yeah. Alright, keep laughin'. Now. Since you just broke my beer with your face, I'm going to go grab another one, and maybe when I get back you'll listen. Or don't, fuckin' darwinism's great. We got ten thousand more biding their time, and keeping themselves entertained by watching fuckups like you teach the other pups what not to do. "
