Larva scratched his head confusedly. For some reason he had some black bottomless void of unimaginably agonizing sorrow eating away at his soul like a cancer, and couldn't remember why. He shrugged, and went back to look for his hoard of pencils.
Speaking of hoards....Himiko had spent Ranka's energy, who was now slumped in the corner making startlingly loud 'DUUUHR' noises and scraping her head back and forth across the ground. Himiko had then promptly forgotten where she was and started raping Kei, who did seem to mind. Rawaweaean sat in the corner picking his nose with his silly tail.
"Funner 'n bein hit with a side a wet beef!! AR HAR HAR HAR!!!!"
Slaps accompanied the sound of intelligent conversation at the local neighborhood Outback, leaving it's seven otherworldly visitors to escape much more notice than they normally would have.
"Lipper's got manufactured foam product lodged in her trachea. It's not FAAAAIIIIR!!!!" wailed Carlua. Lipper turned and gave her a questioning look, then turned an even darker shade of blue.
"Can't hear you," Spartoi muttered, indicating the straws still stuck up his nose.
Cait Sith's head jerked at the sound of her piercing voice. 'Aw damn. She's still alive'. He got up and pulled the treat out of his head, then shrugged and stuck it in his mouth, and crawled back through the window where earlier he had been launched by a flying treat.
"I want that...." Gia told the table next to them.
A small dark-haired woman in a blue business suit gave him a shaky smile. "Uh....what?"
"What he said"
"Who?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"What?"
"That's what it smells like..."
The woman suffered an aneurysm, and then purposefully shoved her water glass down her throat just in case the other wasn't enough to finish her off, and happily died.
"You're a bad, bad boy..." Amy said, lifting his foot under the table to rub it up and down Gia's leg.
Gia turned forward and shrugged dismissively then counted the change in a small coin purse he had found lying in the bottom of someone's pocket.
Amy grinned, encouraged that Gia hadn't tried to stop his fondling, and dared to move his foot a little higher, to his mid-thigh. He glanced at Gia questioningly. Gia looked up from the hairy mint he had found infecting the bottom of the coin purse, and smiled absently at Amy. Amy grinned and went all the way up.
Ooo, a cliffhanger. Fun. Let's all review, kids! And now, some foreshadowing
"Let's hear it for not wiping!"
The end of the foreshadowing
Speaking of hoards....Himiko had spent Ranka's energy, who was now slumped in the corner making startlingly loud 'DUUUHR' noises and scraping her head back and forth across the ground. Himiko had then promptly forgotten where she was and started raping Kei, who did seem to mind. Rawaweaean sat in the corner picking his nose with his silly tail.
"Funner 'n bein hit with a side a wet beef!! AR HAR HAR HAR!!!!"
Slaps accompanied the sound of intelligent conversation at the local neighborhood Outback, leaving it's seven otherworldly visitors to escape much more notice than they normally would have.
"Lipper's got manufactured foam product lodged in her trachea. It's not FAAAAIIIIR!!!!" wailed Carlua. Lipper turned and gave her a questioning look, then turned an even darker shade of blue.
"Can't hear you," Spartoi muttered, indicating the straws still stuck up his nose.
Cait Sith's head jerked at the sound of her piercing voice. 'Aw damn. She's still alive'. He got up and pulled the treat out of his head, then shrugged and stuck it in his mouth, and crawled back through the window where earlier he had been launched by a flying treat.
"I want that...." Gia told the table next to them.
A small dark-haired woman in a blue business suit gave him a shaky smile. "Uh....what?"
"What he said"
"Who?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"What?"
"That's what it smells like..."
The woman suffered an aneurysm, and then purposefully shoved her water glass down her throat just in case the other wasn't enough to finish her off, and happily died.
"You're a bad, bad boy..." Amy said, lifting his foot under the table to rub it up and down Gia's leg.
Gia turned forward and shrugged dismissively then counted the change in a small coin purse he had found lying in the bottom of someone's pocket.
Amy grinned, encouraged that Gia hadn't tried to stop his fondling, and dared to move his foot a little higher, to his mid-thigh. He glanced at Gia questioningly. Gia looked up from the hairy mint he had found infecting the bottom of the coin purse, and smiled absently at Amy. Amy grinned and went all the way up.
Ooo, a cliffhanger. Fun. Let's all review, kids! And now, some foreshadowing
"Let's hear it for not wiping!"
The end of the foreshadowing