phonophilia: lyrics from 'kill the lights' by the birthday massacre (every story is ∞ a waiting game)
dave ❝ youtried.star ❞ strider ([personal profile] phonophilia) wrote in [community profile] thetube 2015-08-30 08:00 pm (UTC)

yesss and! first time they met, instead of fighting they ended up playing cards. aradia won.

Chip and Dale are down for the count and they better be: Chip looks like he's seen some shit after taking a nasty shit and is just refusing to move, looking like a pink buff starfish trying to do photosynthesis or something. Dale is still tasting gravel for breakfast in the coming months, knocked out cold like he was hit by the Stone Cold Stunner itself. It's safe to say that this is won for sure by yours truly with a bit of help.

Go Team Strider and Pebble Rain.

Though someone had the audacity to realise maybe they should stop this before someone got a real weapon on their hands and started calling for security to break up the fight when the fight was over seven minutes ago. Get with the times, grandpa in the nipple tassels.

Realising the jig was up faster than EggMcmuffin loudly proclaiming something dweeby in an attempt to impress him, Dave gets back on his feet and is ready to hide back in the ground when the beat of his head kicks in and the memories snap in place and oh yeah wasn't there someone here but now they're not here all Deception-style?

"--Hey?" He looks around, trying to see the person through the crowd. Still around, mystery chum? Were you real or did the chokehold allow him to see the face of god which happens to be a familiar face he knows in the past or what. "Hey. I'm serious about the fist bump. Least I can do. You didn't leave me hanging so I won't leave you hanging my mysterious saviour-sempai."

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