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[biteoffherhead]

[Well. What a flood of newcomers. Or... "newcomers". Something seemed amiss.

Moro's tracks are all around the forest, and most of them are fresh. There's some fresh kills, or at least the freshly eaten remnants of them. There's some territorial markings here and there. All in all, it's a very unfriendly welcome.]


((OOC: HELLO! Yosie is planning on having Gaston from Beauty and the Beast go on a hunt for Moro. If you're interested in participating, then go look at his information! If you just wanna bother Moro, then you are also free to do just that.))

Comments

[selphie_t]

[Is that a fact?]

Even a three headed dog that can summon the gates of hell?

Also, I'm not a little girl.

[fivedozeneggs]

Sure you're not. [Said immediately, very quickly, and dismissively.]

Dragons don't exist! But if they did, they would learn to fear my musket.

[selphie_t]

Ask me how old I am you condescending twit. [Challenging. Oooh Gaston, Selphie doesn't like you.]

Oh yes, your Musket is oh so very terrifying. Whatever are we going to do without it?

[fivedozeneggs]

Does it really matter? [He ignores any challenges from ladies, because they don't exist!]

Wither away and die, I suppose. But don't you worry -- it'll be right here to deal with that nasty beast.

[selphie_t]

[Ooooooh! She really, really hates these types.]

Yeah it does matter.

[Flattest. Face. Ever.]

Were you dropped on your head as a child?

[fivedozeneggs]

Of course I wasn't. But if you must tell me your age, I can take a little time out of my busy schedule to listen.

keywords

[selphie_t]

Coulda fooled me but if you must now my age, I need to lean in a little bit closer.

1/2 oh dear. he'll fall for it if she insists

[fivedozeneggs]

Do you want to tell me or do you not?

but he has to be more insufferable first.

[fivedozeneggs]

It doesn't matter to me -- I'm afraid my heart is already set on another.

and she'll be a brat. :D

[selphie_t]

Oh no no, I insist. A true lady never reveals her age in public.

[fivedozeneggs]

Oh, if I must.... [Leaning down, as requested!]

[selphie_t]

[Selphie leans in close with an impish look on her face as she begins shouting into Gaston's ear.]

I.

[Gut punch.]

AM.

[Kick to the groin.]

NINETEEN.

[Punch to the jaw.]

YEARS OLD!

[Side swipe to the knees followed by a nice, sound kick in the ribs.]

And you are an asshole.

[Completed with a sweet smile and a salute.]

You have fun getting eaten now.

[fivedozeneggs]

[Squeaking:] No one withstands pain like Gaston!!

[But he'll just be here on the ground for a bit.]

[selphie_t]

No one sounds like a little girl quite like Gaston either.

[SMUG SMUG SMUG.]

[fivedozeneggs]

[Getting back up.] Gaston does not sound like a little girl!

[Except by the laws of cartoons, he is very high pitched from the kick.]

[selphie_t]

Gaston should also stop referring to himself in the third person before someone bigger than he comes along and locks him up in the cells underground.

[fivedozeneggs]

Are you daft? There is no third person here!

[...Grammar? What is that?]

[selphie_t]

Nope! But you certainly are.

[Seriously Gaston. Selphie wants to pat you on the head and put you on the short bus. You are truly special. Quite possibly more special than Shuri Oak!]

[fivedozeneggs]

Daft? Heavens, no. I am Gaston, greatest hunter in the world! Women adore me. Men want to be me! I am, of all things, not daft.

[Still squeaking.]

[selphie_t]

[Oh Gaston, you are hilarious and Selphie's laughter is a good clue about thatj.]

This woman doesn't so not everybody does. Sorry about your luck, try again later.

[fivedozeneggs]

[He rubs his chin.]

Hmm. Perhaps you are defective, then. [Who couldn't love such an elegant being? Also, it seems his voice is starting to lower to its normal octave.]