069: In Which Oh Yes, It's Afterglow Time

[search2destroy]

Question: Do you know how just many noses I broke last week?
Answer: No, you don't. And neither do I. But it's a number higher than one, which is why last week was fantastic in hindsight.

I mean, yes, paranoia and fake lion noises that fucked with my head quite a bit but come on. These are memories that are going to last a lifetime. Though

Comments

[unbiaseddeath]

I am glad you enjoyed yourself.

[search2destroy]

Someone had to.

[threeheadeddog]

were they tasty

[search2destroy]

... were what tasty?

[threeheadeddog]

the humans

[search2destroy]

For the last time, Cerberus, I don't eat them.

[thebesttitan]

It's so satisfying where you hear the crunch of bone.

[search2destroy]

Especially when it belongs to someone who deserves it.

[thebesttitan]

I feel that most mortals deserve it.

[search2destroy]

Only the ones stupid enough to cross me.

[morphingreality]

So who shall be the one that's apparently dead?

[search2destroy]

I'm thinking of finally playing the dead father card. Something that'll really work my acting chops.

[morphingreality]

The silent tears always work.

[search2destroy]

Too showy. The trick is to be subtle, but only subtle enough that you let them discover it.

[justfivemore]

Eris, can I be the useless lout of a brother whose nose you broke after I tugged one of your pigtails in primary school~?

You do need a rather grand history of nose breaking, do you not?

[search2destroy]

I'll keep it in my little book of Potential Small-Talk Anecdotes, little brother.

[justfivemore]

Truly all I dare ask, sister~ I am cultivating my apparent 'roguish' image, you see.

(A fat load of poppycock, if you ask me. I have never done a roguish thing in my life. But c'est la vie~ Who am I to hinder imagination?)

[search2destroy]

... who thinks you're "roguish?"