Aug 5, 2014
[text] how much alcohol do you have at your place because I would like to drink it
[Text] I'm married to you, Detective. My pantry looks like a liquor store.
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[text] how much alcohol do you have at your place because I would like to drink it
[Text] I'm married to you, Detective. My pantry looks like a liquor store.
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thedoctorsmaster started following you
"I'd almost begun to think you'd never acknowledge me," Methe said dryly, her legs crossed primly at the ankles. "You know, it's terribly boring waiting around for people to decide whether to believe in you or not, and believe me when I say you've made the right decision," she added, "because if you'd kept ignoring me, I might have ensured you die of liver poisoning in the very near future."
thedoctorsmaster replied to your post:i don’t know if y’all have ever had s’mores pop...
and now i’m hungry for them
[attempts to shove some through the computer screen to you]
[WHISPERS IN EAR] I WANT TO DO THE DIRTIEST THINGS TO YOU. {PASS ON TO THE FIRST 10 BLOGS ON YOUR DASH AND SEE THEIR REACTION}(IF YOU LIKE AND HAVEN'T ALREADY HAD THIS FROM ME RECENTLY ;D)
Backpedaling away from the unfamiliar woman, Rose looks at her in shock.
“You what!!!???” she exclaimed and stared, concerned about the strangers’ mental state. Normal folk just don’t go around whispering things like that in perfect strangers’ ears!
[WHISPERS IN EAR] I WANT TO DO THE DIRTIEST THINGS TO YOU. {PASS ON TO THE FIRST 10 BLOGS ON YOUR DASH AND SEE THEIR REACTION}(IF YOU LIKE AND HAVEN'T ALREADY HAD THIS FROM ME RECENTLY ;D)
[She is covered in her own blood and a weird blue-black fluid, dragging an axe behind her and hauling what appears to be the torso of a stuffed toy or puppet in her left hand. Her hair's a mess and she appears to have been hit in the face with a sledgehammer by the state of it.]
I really don't have time for this.
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thedoctorsmaster started following you
"Listeners, there has been some sort of temporal disturbance in town," Cecil intones over the radio, his typically animated voice listless and unenthused. "I cannot tell you anything more about it, because - not that - I just don't want to talk about science today," he sighs loudly, sounding outright mournful. "Anyway, it was probably caused by alien visitors crash landing in our small town again. If you see any alien visitors, surrender peacefully and volunteer yourself for elective lobotomy to spare yourself the pain of emotions, or arrest the aliens and take them to the Sheriff's Secret Police Station. Just forget - don't kill them. Vigilante justice is still both legal and encouraged, but murder is outlawed. I repeat, murder is outlawed."