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[cons]

WHY IS THERE A MONSTER TURKEY VULTURE TRYING TO ATTACK ME FOR GOING INTO MY OWN ROOM HOLY SHIT NO SOMEBODY PLEASE COME CLAIM THEIR HIDEOUS PET BEFORE I SHOOT IT

THANKS




[ ooc: she's in talk-to-text mode. or... text to talk.. whatever. she's yelling at her communicator and it's translating it to text, right. ]

Comments

[learnedtosmile]

No comment.

[constructum]

Bull.
You are allowed to be cocky here.
By the way, I'm highly amused by this.

[learnedtosmile]

If I successfully wrangle this turkey, I might feel a little bit cocky. Does that count?

I can tell.

[constructum]

Sure. I'm sure someone can even bake you a cake for it.
Though I'm curious what you think you'll catch it with.

[learnedtosmile]

I made a lasso.

[constructum]

[ lol omg a lasso. john, that is so damn cute ]

With what?

[learnedtosmile]

Some climbing rope.

[What? He's like MacGuyver, okay?]

[constructum]

[ I'm not sure a lasso makes him MacGuyver. BUT if it makes him feel good, whatever, knock yourself out. ]

and you're actually up there with the lasso, talking to the turkey?

[learnedtosmile]

If you enjoy that mental image, go for it.

[constructum]

You sure you want that in my head, John?
Because it's oddly amusing.

[learnedtosmile]

I doubt I could stop you