Bite me.
- Locked due to inactivity on Aug 4, '16 4:32pm
Thread Topic: Bite me.
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Rosemary: Trust me, at current, I wouldn't mind.
Travins: Girls..
It's not my fault, honestly. -
Fang: *chants* Bite each other. Bite each other!
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Rosemary: ..*turns, pressing sword tip against his chest* Shut. Up.
Harriett: ....DADDDDDDDY. -
Fang: *poker face* You're no fun. ewe
Pitch: *there* Priiinneessssss. -
Rosemary: *hiss* And you're annoying.
Harriett: Rosemary and Travins are saying that I trashed Brook's room. And I swear, I didn't this time.. -
Fang: And you're a b----.
Pitch: Fang. Language. e-e *then* This time? -
Rosemary: *PRESSES SO THAT IT JUST BARELY CUTS HIM* *and then, with a sigh, sheaths sword* *upset* Dad, Janette's with Quin again.. And Vic knows, and she's in her room bawling.
Harriett: I may have thought she had my book one day.. But, that was weeks ago. -
Fang: *rubs chest, glaring*
Pitch: Oh.. *then angrilly* Oh.
Fang: That's messed up. Hm.. But I want to see some action. So.. ELIIIIII.
Verse: Eh?
Pitch: *sighs* Alright.. Then who did it? -
Rosemary: ...Your wife is sleeping with your daughter's boyfriend. Your family is f---ed up, Verse. *leans over, flicking Fang* And I'm not telling you that because I want drama. Unlike some people. *ships them*
Harriett: I dunno. Dylan? They still share a bed sometimes. It's weird. -
*hurt*
*and almost cries*
..Is that so, huh? RIGHT? f---ING DAMN IT. WHY. WHY THE HELL?
*balls fists*
*hisses*
Fang: *flicked* Owwww. Stop- oh s---. ouo
UNBELIEVABLE. THIS IS RIDICULOUS. WHO SLEEPS WITH THEIR OWN DAUGHTER'S BOYFRIEND? And he agreed.. e.e That little s--- dare get his hands on my wife AND breaks my daughter's heart.
*takes off ring, throwing it on the floor*
*STOMPS ON IT*
Pitch: *pulls her off to the side* And where is he?
Where's. Victory. -
Rosemary: ...*little huff* See what you did, Fang? Ass.. And, Vic's in her room.
Harriett: He's watching the kids. Want a portal? -
Fang: I didn't do anything. *hides smirk*
Verse: *goes to her room*
Pitch: Yes, please. -
Rosemary: I swear. You're totally your mother's son. Your real mother, by the way.
Harriett: *opens one*
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Victory: *bawling eyes out, hiding under blankets* -
Fang: I know. I prefer being with her instead.
Pitch: *steps in*
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Verse: *frowns, moving over* Baby girl.. -
Rosemary: Good. Because Angel-
Iann: Because Angel loves you like her own. Do you know how much that would hurt her?
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Dylan: *tucking babies into beeeeed*
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Victory: *softly* Venus is dead..
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