[oo1] itch

[surfingchannels]

[A blonde boy is sitting on the edge of a stone wall, peering at the screen and scratching absently at his jaw. His hair is pinned up with several barettes and he's wearing a sort of scowl.]What the hell is going on now?? I liked what I could do already, you know, I don't need to do other things too. It isn't like I mind being stronger but

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[variastorm]

Such a mutt.

[surfingchannels]

[Oh, he is still scratching, even though he can tell he's drawing blood a little. No big deal, but still...annoying!]

Oh shut up. I didn't ask for your opinion, pyon!

[variastorm]

Should I go fetch a nicely sized stick and give the dog his much needed exercise?

[surfingchannels]

[Here is your glare of death, Belphegor.]

Not funny! [He sniffs.]

What makes you think I'd ever play with the likes of you, pyon?

[becomingstrong]

Pyon...?

[surfingchannels]

It's just a thing I say! No big deal, pyon.

[becomingstrong]

[Riiiight.]

Anyway, if it hurts, maybe you shouldn't keep doing it.

[surfingchannels]

[Verbal tics, bro. They are a pain.]

Uh, it's like I can't stop. [This brings about a scowl.] This stupid place is doing something stupid again, pyon! It's like it's trying not to be boring, but it still totally is!

[shall_yield_us]

...fleas oh so soon?