by The Kingpin » Wed Jun 10, 2009 12:06 pm
"Fine arts? FINE ARTS?! you're singin' about turning a Rabbit inta slippers. THAT'S fine arts?! if you were singing some kind of opera, i'd understand. but some kids song about shooting rabbits?! that aint art! that's something you'd see on Barty or Barby or whatever that damned kids TV show's called, with the bigass retard in the purple dinosaur suit" ranted Tony, staring almost eerily at Velkor and Wisp. "Whaddaya-owowowow ow ow OW let go of the eyebrows, hoohoo" he hooted as Drake grabbed ahold of the two tufts of feathers reaching up from the owl's brows. "Then zip it" he said "Fine, fine, you guys can't take a fuckin' joke, hoohoo" responded Tony before sitting still on Drake's shoulder, randomly giving long stares at people, finally stopping on Thanatos. "And whose the insomniac we have here? or is that makeup under is eyes? Man, one thing i could never stand was guys with makeu-ow ow ow- ok ok ok so it's not funny!" he squawked. Drake sighed. "Enough with the wisecracks, ok Tony? back then it was just us two working together. you take a crack at me, i take one at you. but these guys don't know about how to deal with it, and you're insulting them. so zip it, got me?". the owl just looked at the others in the room with a menacing glance, before it finally softened. "Ok.....you got any rats in here? all that talkin's made me hungry, hoohoo" hooted Tony. "Sorry. this place's clean. not much chance" responded Drake. Tony hopped onto Drake's head, and landed on his other shoulder, ending up almost cheek to cheek with Nyx, the owl just staring at her...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG