Post by VALLIS on Jan 27, 2016 17:23:32 GMT -5
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Love despite appearing in a variety of ways through a variety of people shared a single trait regardless of where or you found it in. That being, 'Love isn't forgiving.' In the two and a half millenia he's lived give or take a couple hundred years this is the conclusion he's come to. That being said 'love' when it came to the demon he found himself visiting more often than not, the cause of his ire in it's entirety had the most volatile temper when it came to the subject. It was why he found himself here. having left a bar two short drinks in wandering the island's porn shop in hopes of sating certain desires left unfulfilled due to the volatile temper mentioned prior. His only real priorities being finding some treasure in here, and grasping some kind of revenge come tomorrow.
He'd been in porn shops a couple of times through the centuries disguised as a human interested in what crazy, but usually corny scenarios humans could come up with that ended in someone getting the pipe. Sometimes they were comedies, others well they served another purpose. And so he continues to walk through the various shelves deciding on what he should get, and whether he should just pocket it whatever seemed mildly interesting and dip out. Seeing as the girl at the counter was pretty cute the former seemed like the best option, no reason to waste an opportunity to flirt specially when he was down on his luck.
Eventually he grabs three titles that grab his attention and a tubular device that's hilarious to him in nature alone advertised as a device for guys to use when they were quote "missing a woman's touch." And while he had no plans on buying the item he thinks it'd make for a good joke, if worse came to worse he could always just pocket some shit and leave.
He strides up to the counter a slightly tipsy smile on his face.
"So, I got a bit of a problem. And I was thinking a pretty young lady like yourself could 'elp me figure a couple a things out you know? So between Harry Pooter and the Sorcerer's Bone, Grinding Nemo, and Lord of the G String. what do you recommend." He raises a single eyebrow at the woman, "Also I'm a little bit confused what exactly is someone s'pposed to do with this?" Moving the tubular container on the counter feigning a look of confusion now. "looks like a warm beer to me."
WISAL
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[attr="class","sv3"]O how he loves you, darling girl. O how, like always, he invents the monsters underneath the bed to get you to sleep next to him, chest to chest or chest to back, the covers drawn around you in an act of faith against the night.
Love despite appearing in a variety of ways through a variety of people shared a single trait regardless of where or you found it in. That being, 'Love isn't forgiving.' In the two and a half millenia he's lived give or take a couple hundred years this is the conclusion he's come to. That being said 'love' when it came to the demon he found himself visiting more often than not, the cause of his ire in it's entirety had the most volatile temper when it came to the subject. It was why he found himself here. having left a bar two short drinks in wandering the island's porn shop in hopes of sating certain desires left unfulfilled due to the volatile temper mentioned prior. His only real priorities being finding some treasure in here, and grasping some kind of revenge come tomorrow.
He'd been in porn shops a couple of times through the centuries disguised as a human interested in what crazy, but usually corny scenarios humans could come up with that ended in someone getting the pipe. Sometimes they were comedies, others well they served another purpose. And so he continues to walk through the various shelves deciding on what he should get, and whether he should just pocket it whatever seemed mildly interesting and dip out. Seeing as the girl at the counter was pretty cute the former seemed like the best option, no reason to waste an opportunity to flirt specially when he was down on his luck.
Eventually he grabs three titles that grab his attention and a tubular device that's hilarious to him in nature alone advertised as a device for guys to use when they were quote "missing a woman's touch." And while he had no plans on buying the item he thinks it'd make for a good joke, if worse came to worse he could always just pocket some shit and leave.
He strides up to the counter a slightly tipsy smile on his face.
"So, I got a bit of a problem. And I was thinking a pretty young lady like yourself could 'elp me figure a couple a things out you know? So between Harry Pooter and the Sorcerer's Bone, Grinding Nemo, and Lord of the G String. what do you recommend." He raises a single eyebrow at the woman, "Also I'm a little bit confused what exactly is someone s'pposed to do with this?" Moving the tubular container on the counter feigning a look of confusion now. "looks like a warm beer to me."
WISAL
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