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| − | '' | + | '''And now, Shelby, around the latest Ratkin Peace-Pipe exhibition with the newbie.''' |
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| + | " ''I've seen some shit Johnny can't tell you about, kid. His vague-ass little Rundown of what's what is great to start with, but think for yourself here. There's alot of shit out there though, so just make sure you survive long enough to learn about it. Me? Fuck, I've seen it, boo. Had this demon think he could try to get in my head. And Ma let him know how fuckin' stupid an idea that was. Ironic as shit too, fuck-o almost lost it dealing with the plague. Seen a Wraith before, or some kinda floaty ghosty shit. Meh. She looked sad. Vampires, please dude. Most of them are too fuckin' old to care, or notice us and the other rats chewing their foundation and empire out from underneath 'em. They're like junkies-- In it for the fix. But some of 'em are...Alright. I guess. Too stuffy. Too anime-ish, with that fuckin' "YOU HAVE YET TO SEE MY TRUE POWER" Bullshit. Pop in some Bleach and go to bed with a stiffy, fuckhead. The Garou? Fuck. Them. Fuck them all. I haven't met one yet that I've liked, or thought wouldn't make a better fuckin' rug. Sold-out pieces of shit. 'Cept the Bone Gnawers. They're getting a taste of what it's fuckin' like being on the bottom of the boot. Some of 'em deserve help, but some of 'em have turned into fuckin' boot-lickers. Each one's different, keep an open mind. Now MAGES are fuckin' cool. I saw this guy actually THROW a fireball. Like, Street Fighter shit. One moody mage could be all like 'Hey. Your face, you like it right? Well it's over there now.' Awesome. And most of them are alright to boot. Except for those FUCKING Technofucks.'' " | ||
Revision as of 05:24, 2 December 2013
And now, Shelby, around the latest Ratkin Peace-Pipe exhibition with the newbie.
" I've seen some shit Johnny can't tell you about, kid. His vague-ass little Rundown of what's what is great to start with, but think for yourself here. There's alot of shit out there though, so just make sure you survive long enough to learn about it. Me? Fuck, I've seen it, boo. Had this demon think he could try to get in my head. And Ma let him know how fuckin' stupid an idea that was. Ironic as shit too, fuck-o almost lost it dealing with the plague. Seen a Wraith before, or some kinda floaty ghosty shit. Meh. She looked sad. Vampires, please dude. Most of them are too fuckin' old to care, or notice us and the other rats chewing their foundation and empire out from underneath 'em. They're like junkies-- In it for the fix. But some of 'em are...Alright. I guess. Too stuffy. Too anime-ish, with that fuckin' "YOU HAVE YET TO SEE MY TRUE POWER" Bullshit. Pop in some Bleach and go to bed with a stiffy, fuckhead. The Garou? Fuck. Them. Fuck them all. I haven't met one yet that I've liked, or thought wouldn't make a better fuckin' rug. Sold-out pieces of shit. 'Cept the Bone Gnawers. They're getting a taste of what it's fuckin' like being on the bottom of the boot. Some of 'em deserve help, but some of 'em have turned into fuckin' boot-lickers. Each one's different, keep an open mind. Now MAGES are fuckin' cool. I saw this guy actually THROW a fireball. Like, Street Fighter shit. One moody mage could be all like 'Hey. Your face, you like it right? Well it's over there now.' Awesome. And most of them are alright to boot. Except for those FUCKING Technofucks. "
