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Originally posted by Killing Spree:
Skye
Castle Grella, The Lucky Lance Tavern, Drunk Beyond All Reason
(ooc: [img]smile.gif[/img] Oh all right. I've got to transfer it at least once though. Right now it's on the Toby overview paper and I don't want to send out that WHOLE thing.  Because then you'll know where his second tatoo is... And then you'll want to see it... [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img] And then you'll have to take off his shirt and... And that's just not something Kuroshi should be seeing at this age! ROFLMAO! GURL?! GAAAH! CHOKING ON CHIPS AHOY!! COUGH!!! AHHHH!)
~Toby chuckled, looking up at the drunkards.~ "Yeah... Can'd you seee? I'z a veree buziy man." ~The leader of the drunkards glared.~ "Ain't this familyar to ya Tobias?" ~Toby looked thoughtfully at you a moment, rocking slightly. He then chuckled and looked back up at the drunkard.~ "Yessur... Dis is a veeree familyar sit-u-ation fer me. Me n' yo momma did somethins like dis few nigh's ago. 'Cept she pretter than yo momma. Yo momma's perdy ugly. Sink it runs in da family?" ~The man, red in the face and looking about ready to pop, threatened Tobias.~ "You better get ya filthy hands off her!" ~Toby grinned.~ "Hee hee hee..." ~He unlocked his arms.~ "Hans off..." ~He nuzzled you with a drunken smirk.~ "Lipses on... Mwa!" ~Toby kissed your forehead, then got his arms 'round you again in defiance. The drunkard was now turning purple.~ "I means it Tobias! You's better get 'way from ma woman!" ~Toby laughed, cocking his head at the onslaught.~ "Yo woman? Dis iz MY woman! N' don't ask 'f yous can buy 'er off me... She ain't no ho like all ya otha womens. Sheza nise perdy ladee... N' she's awwww mine. Tee hee..." ~He snuggled you.~ "Rightsh sweets-ee?"
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OOC- *pats on back* no choking now, if that happens i wont ever get to see a pic of tobias.
[img]tongue.gif[/img] jk. but the way Tobias is going so far, it wont be necessary to edit anything from the paper.
not that i mind, or anything... [img]graemlins/angel.gif[/img] ^.^
IC-Skye
The Castle Grella, Lucky Lance Tavern, absurdly drunk
Skye giggled, and snuggled back. "Yup, I'm awll yers." She stared up at the purple-faced man, with a wide-eyed innocent look. "I don dink i can be'z yer wooman. I'm Toby's wooman wight now." She smirked and nibbled at Toby's pointed ears, wrapping her arms around him possessively. "An no takin Toby! he'z mine, not yers!" Turning her back on the now blue-purple (with a hint of lavender?) faced man, Skye looked at Toby with a pouty look. "Wet's go.. dez mens are startin to bother me. Pwease?" She nuzzled his neck with a sigh.
[ 04-23-2002, 10:41 PM: Message edited by: Skydracgrrl ]