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[dickpunchingarsonist]

Booze....check. People....check. Food....CHIZU-NEE DID YOU MAKE THE FOOD?!

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[dickpunchingarsonist]

....that'd do it.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

See, not my fault! He dumped a shot in there . . .

[dickpunchingarsonist]

I wonder how that felt...

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

He's stuck his hand in you before, right? Or can't he do that because you're Innocence?

[dickpunchingarsonist]

Unless he like, punches a hole in my gut, he can't do it. Atleast I don't think so? I know he can't refuse or ignore or whatever...my touch.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Reject, his ability's rejection . . . so you've never felt it! I can't really describe it, not that he does it to me a lot or anything. But ughh. It's nasty.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

That's it! He can't reject my touch. That's why I can land hits on him and stuff. Sounds like it sucks. NOW TIME TO SING! *Kicks Devit out of bed*

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[flops on the floor] FUCKWHAT?

[dickpunchingarsonist]

SING, DEVIT!

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Sing whaaaaaat?

[dickpunchingarsonist]

A sonnnnng. *hands Devit a hairbrush* DO IT.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[starts brushing his hair, automatically]

You sing!

[dickpunchingarsonist]

Okay, what song, what song?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

I dunno what you know!

[dickpunchingarsonist]

*snags the hair brush back and hops back onto the bed, totally ignoring Devit and GOING FOR IT......surprisingly has a really good singing voice.*

So you say you're troubled boy, just because you like to destroy all the things that bring the idiots joy! Well what's wrong with a little destruction?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[reclining] Hey, hey, you don't suck!

[dickpunchingarsonist]

Of course I don't suck! I'm amazing like that.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Do another one~

[dickpunchingarsonist]

I do a fucking badass rendition of Back in Black.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Show me!

[dickpunchingarsonist]

*doing so~ And bouncing on the bed, which isn't a good idea, and falls off for who knows what time that night*

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[LOLOLOL]

[dickpunchingarsonist]

Fuuuuuuck!

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

T-that was awesome, you were right!

[dickpunchingarsonist]

*kicks at and crawls back onto the bed, groaning* You suck.