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[king_of_mods]

so howard tried to cheer gregg up by playing some funky rick james tunes last night. i think he was a little into it, enough to get his seaweed shaking, but his heart weren't there. his heart's sunk at the bottom of black lake, nestled in that sea cave that was his home for... hey, how old are you, gregg? how long did you live in black lake

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[house_of_jones]

I've got a velvet cape, if you want it. Was looking in charity shops for stage props when I came across it: it's currently plugging the whole in the wall in the kitchen, but I'm sure there's something else that could be stuffed there.

[king_of_mods]

if its been in the wall then its a crushed velvet cape now, innit? i want smooth, uncrinkled velvet. actually i don't think i want velvet at all. i want a big cloak made of sun-warmed toffee.

[house_of_jones]

You could iron it or something... and I just don't think you're going to find a cloak made out of sun-warmed toffee in your local Oxfam. Scabies, yes, confectionary clothing, no.

[king_of_mods]

you don't find a sun-warmed toffee cloak, you make it. takes about a billion toffees but luckily i think howard just won a big supply of em. i better get a wriggle on before the sun dips down for a sleepy. gotta chase some clouds away, too.

[scissor_gypsy]

Have you gone wrong, Vince? You've gone weird, like you're trapped in a syrup bubble. Have you had enough sugar today?

I'm on a tea break, and I'm going out of my mind. This isn't like the zoo at all, I've got no authority here. Back there I was a man of importance, I had the power to make and break rules all over the shop. Except not in the shop, retail wasn't my domain.

[king_of_mods]

i think i'm a bit off the sugar, actually. dunno what's gotten into me, but i ate a carrot. well, first i carved it into an orange alien, and then i ate it to stop it from taking over the world.

you had the power to ignore rules, you mean, and i'd being lying if i said i didn't respect you for it. you sure you wanna keep on with that pamphlet gig?

[scissor_gypsy]

No, I'm not sure to be honest, Vince. It's not good for a man's soul, working in a place like that for too long. Eats away at your creativity like little leprosy-riddled gnats. But how else am I supposed to pay the rent, eh?

[hangmanhelper]

you know what would cheer you up? come see me at my club tonight. we got some crazy girls in bondage gear, and drinks will be on the house for you. ditch that Howard guy and swing by. he's a pretty shitty boyfriend if he leaves you at home on a Friday night, right?

[magic_8balls]

women in straps, uh?

[hangmanhelper]

you know it, man. you wanna come? kicks off at midnight.

[magic_8balls]

thanks for the offer man -- i'll bring my bongos, and maybe rudi if he can get over looking like he's got an anaemic chihuahua where his door used to be.

[magic_8balls]

his head must be swimming in a big bucket of hanging dogs if rick james doesn't cheer him up.

i like this cape idea -- you can play matador at the taverna with it when you are too hot to be wearing anything.

[king_of_mods]

matador? i wouldn't have to slice up a bull, would i?

[magic_8balls]

not if you're a proper ladykiller, 'uh? if you want bulls you need to ask rudi.

[capt_margaret]

Shut up.

[anthrax_neon]

I have a gorgeous black velvet cape. Don't you dare get one or I'll never be able to wear it again.

[king_of_mods]

put your teeth away, draculina. i don't do black in summer.