This 4 by 4 pad ain't big enough for the two of us!

[rocket_man26]

Look Casper! I'd get the Hell outta here in a millisecond, but your dumbass world is stuck with me till I figger out an escape route! Shitshitshitshitshit! Can't you go bother Vin!? I'm pretty positive he likes all ya'll! Expert in Spook-ology n' everythin'!

Yo Pirate Pantalones! You said ya need help gather'n parts, right? Everyone knows the heart of a ship don't do shit without a brain, so I'm all for it!

Lemme know where t'meet up, my nerves are @#$%'n shot an I'm fly'n this coop!

Comments

[forever-heroine.livejournal.com]

Hey, dood. Master Etna says you're being too loud on the communicator. You need to quiet down, dood, or she'll beat me when she wakes up for real. Says she needs her beauty sleep, dood.

[rocket-man26.livejournal.com]

I'm not yer dood, birdbrain! An if she's sleep'n so damn hard, why the hell does she have her communicator in the ON position?

[forever-heroine.livejournal.com]

She lets me use the communicator while she's sleeping, dood. In case anyone says something important. But you're so loud she can hear you from the other room, dood. Please tone it down! I don't want to get burned, dood!

[rocket-man26.livejournal.com]

Eheheheh I dunno DUDE, fried pigeon's sound'n pretty damn good about now!

[forever-heroine.livejournal.com]

Hey, you! Asshole! Who the hell do you think you are? I'm the only one allowed to abuse my Prinny like that! What's your problem?

[rocket-man26.livejournal.com]

Whoa whoa! Hold up! He's the one say'n you're gonna burn 'em for whatever stupid rules you got'em abide'n by! Hell I didn't even get to turn 'em into shish kabob yet.

You want your beauty rest so damn bad, keep 'em off the commlink!

[forever-heroine.livejournal.com]

Shut up! Just because you're an angry old man doesn't give you the right to boss me around! Why don't you just lower your voice instead of being so damned loud?

[rocket-man26.livejournal.com]

Psh, gonna take a bit more than that t'piss me off, toots. I'll tell ya what's what if you're doin' wrong. Why don't you turn the damn volume away from MAX before your ears start bleed'n.

[Locked to pirates. I mean. Mr. Cid. <3]

[forever-heroine.livejournal.com]

Tell you what, moron. You give me your name, and I enlist you for eternal vassalhood. It's the best deal you'll get for the last few years of your life.

[Locked for whatever reason to this creepy bitch]

[rocket-man26.livejournal.com]

Nope don't work that way! Never gave my name to no shedevil, ain't start'n now.

Re: [Locked to pirates. I mean. Mr. Cid. <3]

[forever-heroine.livejournal.com]

Oh? And isn't working for the Overlord of the Netherworld a step up for a human?

[Locked]

[rocket-man26.livejournal.com]

Not on Gaia it ain't, I'm usually about 30,000 miles above the underworld. Up there I only serve one Goddess and her name's Lady Luck.

Re: [Locked]

[forever-heroine.livejournal.com]

Guess it's not working very well for you. You ended up here, after all. Maybe you should switch sides.

Re: [Locked]

[rocket-man26.livejournal.com]

That's pretty much mutiny in my book, toots. Wasn't her that tossed me inta this shithole afterall, an like the rest'a us you're stuck too so your offer's damn nil.

[lovely-boobs.livejournal.com]

Oh, for the love of-

You're a man, aren't you? They're weird and creepy as hell, I'll give you that, but those ghosts aren't a threat. Suck it up!

[rocket-man26.livejournal.com]

They hell you on about lady? It I were feel'n threatened I'd make an attempt to kick their ass, but see'n as they're transparent, s'not gonna do a whole lotta good.

Just gotta thing about people look'n over my shoulder while I'm work'n!

[lovely-boobs.livejournal.com]

Neither will throwing words around, apparently.

Hm... Fine. At least it's not on par with the screaming that keeps sent out over the network.

I'll give you credit for being able to work when it's all gone to hell like this too.

[rocket-man26.livejournal.com]

Yup talk'n to it just seems to get it more interested in me, an frankly I'm not look'n for no damn room-mate.

My best bud is the king of Spooks, these fellas ain't nothin compared t'him, ha!

Anywho, gotta do somethin' to keep m'self from goin' nutsy like the rest'a the city, these blueprints wont @#$%'n write themselves... Though Casper here seems hell bent on prove'n that wrong.

@#$%! Put that pen down, Mister! Graffiti is a capital offense!