[ that's all. well, he certainly doesn't mind living in the lap of soft and fluffy things now and then. yes he probably looks better sitting in a golden throne, surrounded by riches and treasures and all sorts of stuff...
Hah! Nah, that's more style. The bloodier the better, makes for a great foot stool.
[HE'D appreciate a ribcage xylophone, gosh!! He comes over and flops on the edge of his bed, eye still wandering.]
Just ain't used to shit this nice being handed out. Usually gotta break a few necks for it. But guess that's more motivation here, yeah? You ever been down in the basement?
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[ that's all. well, he certainly doesn't mind living in the lap of soft and fluffy things now and then. yes he probably looks better sitting in a golden throne, surrounded by riches and treasures and all sorts of stuff...
but here he is, just. chilling and all. ]
That a bad thing?
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But can't say I saw ya as the blanket and cuddlin' type. You run cold or something?
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[ he says this as he sinks a little deeper into his cushions. ]
Did ya think I was some kinda animal that'd be livin' on top of corpses or somethin'?
[ using the bones of prey like bars of a xylophone and playing a funny little tune??? ]
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[HE'D appreciate a ribcage xylophone, gosh!! He comes over and flops on the edge of his bed, eye still wandering.]
Just ain't used to shit this nice being handed out. Usually gotta break a few necks for it. But guess that's more motivation here, yeah? You ever been down in the basement?