voice post

[ibreakrules]

[you hear clunks along with each sound Frau makes for the most part as Frau beats his head on top of the coffin]

Psy. Psy. Psy. Psy. Psy. Psy. Psy.

What the hell?! Open damn thing!

Psy-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y PSYDUCK!!

[loud explosion sounds from Frau using "headache" and a crash as the coffin lid is thrown back]

Yes!

Comments

[totally skittered up the wall and out of reach]

[illbillyou.livejournal.com]

You don't think? Huh, maybe I met someone else.

No where a tiny duck can get me. MWAHAHA... hey cool. I have a tail.

[ibreakrules.livejournal.com]

...

You have freaking utters on your tail. Since when were you a woman?!

[from doorframe]

[illbillyou.livejournal.com]

I think it's more like a big hand. With knobby fingers. Don't be jealous.

[ibreakrules.livejournal.com]

So you can rub yourself? Dude... that's wrong...

[illbillyou.livejournal.com]

I wasn't thinking that but now that you mention it.

At least I'm not a doofy little duck.

[ibreakrules.livejournal.com]

I'm one pissed off duck...

[illbillyou.livejournal.com]

That's about as scary as a temperamental parakeet.

[ibreakrules.livejournal.com]

A parakeet can't blow a lid off a coffin.

[illbillyou.livejournal.com]

It also can't beg or roll over. Can you do those?

[ibreakrules.livejournal.com]

Why the hell wold I want to, utter boy?

[illbillyou.livejournal.com]

I don't think that word means what you think it does.

[ibreakrules.livejournal.com]

So I can't spell, get over it. Think I use that word in my daily speech, moron?

[illbillyou.livejournal.com]

Haha that's golden.