Sly Cooper
A hermit crab
"I don't want to go to hell for all the times I said SCUBA!"
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Post by Sly Cooper on Aug 17, 2010 23:13:35 GMT -5
Damon stared blankly unsure what to say to Rebekah, everything he said seemed to just fall flat. "Well then..." he felt it was pointless to say anything at this point but, "You and Esau will be best friends and you'll teach him and he will teach you." He nodded once and then let it go.
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Post by Bunny on Aug 17, 2010 23:17:46 GMT -5
"Matr-money!" she finished in a sing-song voice. It was flat, but Rebekah held her head high as though she had just song the most beautiful note ever conceived by man. She paused, a frown falling onto her expression. "However," she sighed, "it'll not-be-good if he gets killed. I mean, being the best griever is nice, but not as good as best wife. Though it would result in less -- um...you know." She blushed. "Intercourse. Damon, does the thought freak you out? It freaks me out, a little. Not the childbirth part. I could do that. I mean the whole...you know."
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Sly Cooper
A hermit crab
"I don't want to go to hell for all the times I said SCUBA!"
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Post by Sly Cooper on Aug 17, 2010 23:21:06 GMT -5
"I've never really thought about it... I guess I never thought I would have to do that. It can't be that bad if we have to do it for the children right?" he was slightly scared at the thought since it was something new, and he didn't know what it involved in one way or another. "I'm sure it's not that bad," he tried to convince himself more than Rebekah.
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Post by Bunny on Aug 17, 2010 23:26:23 GMT -5
"I've heard it can be horrible," Rebekah hissed. Her eyes widened at the memory of some of the bloody horror tales that had been passed around the women's communal. It had been a wicked scandal, hearing the intimate stories, but Rebekah had lapped them up eagerly.
She regretted it, now.
"So, Damon," she was eager to change the subject, "What's it like being Damon? Being Rebekah is great. I mean, who wouldn't want to be me, as modestly beautiful as I am? But you? What's it like being you?"
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Sly Cooper
A hermit crab
"I don't want to go to hell for all the times I said SCUBA!"
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Post by Sly Cooper on Aug 17, 2010 23:31:53 GMT -5
"Well it's much better now that I'm not under the stern fist of my grandmother. She was more awful than I can even say." He shivered thinking of the things she used to do to him. "But now, living under the laws of He Who Walks Behind the Rows I feel liberated." He thought about it. What is it like being Damon he asked himself, never really thinking about what it felt like. "I guess it's nice being me. It seems like its pretty good."
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Post by Bunny on Aug 17, 2010 23:33:24 GMT -5
"You're lying!" Rebekah howled. "My gramma was really nice to me. She gave me lots of sweets. One time she baked me a cake. Then, I lifted the knife and stabbed her to death with it." She paused. "It was time to purge the adults," she justified. "And I was gonna be the best purger of the group. Malachai beat me..." she mumbled. "Him and his blue-man slaying..."
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Sly Cooper
A hermit crab
"I don't want to go to hell for all the times I said SCUBA!"
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Post by Sly Cooper on Aug 17, 2010 23:37:28 GMT -5
Damon wrapped his arms around himself with discomfort. "My gramma said sweets were the fruit on the tree of evil and would beat me with the giant, wooden, decorative spoon she had hanging in the kitchen." His eyes widened. "She though everything was evil. She 'specially thought i was evil. But He Who Walks Behind the Rows said it was the adult (like her) that were really the condemned ones."
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Post by Bunny on Aug 17, 2010 23:45:46 GMT -5
"Ha! We showed her!" Rebekah giggled brightly. Then her face fell. "Poor Gramma. I killed her, but I still ate her cake. It was delicious. Yum..." she rubbed her tummy at the memory. She paused and lazed through her memories for a few secoonds, before leaping upwards. "I don't know how to bake a cake!" she howled. "But I do know how to bake a pie! Let's bake a frickin' pie!"
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Sly Cooper
A hermit crab
"I don't want to go to hell for all the times I said SCUBA!"
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Post by Sly Cooper on Aug 17, 2010 23:53:50 GMT -5
"What kind of pie are we baking? I really enjoy pumpkin..." Damon's stomach growled just then remembering what he was doing on the streets earlier. "I WAS GETTING FOOD!" he quickly jumped to his feet and leaped forward. "I never had even a crumb to eat this morning." Damon beat himself up inside, how could he possibly forget food. Then he realized some of the other boys at the communal home were probably angry and impatient with him for forgetting their breakfast, but by now they probably figured out they weren't getting any, or at least not from the unreliable source, Damon. They probably gave up and fended for themselves.
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Post by Bunny on Aug 17, 2010 23:56:58 GMT -5
"Are we growing pumpkins right now?" Rebekah asked excitedly. Without waiting for a response, and hurried over to Ruth's vegetable basket and grabbed for a cucumber. "I've never had cucumber pie!" she howled. "We shall try it, for the cucumbers are there!"
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Sly Cooper
A hermit crab
"I don't want to go to hell for all the times I said SCUBA!"
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Post by Sly Cooper on Aug 17, 2010 23:59:40 GMT -5
"Can you make pie out of cucumber?" He grabbed his stomach as it howled louder and louder at him. "If not i could really use tat cucumber now. My stomach aches. I think its beginning to eat itself." It groaned louder at Damon and he looked down, biting his lower lip.
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Post by Bunny on Aug 18, 2010 0:03:51 GMT -5
"I've never heard of not being able to make a pie out of cucumber," Rebekah pointed out thoughtfully. "I guess I shall be the first!" she giggled at the thought, but then tossed a look of murderous hatred at Damon as he protested. "Silence yourself!" she spat, scrounging up all the authority of Isaac when he was off on a holy tirade. "This cucumber is meant to be a pie! Eat a tomato...or something."
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Sly Cooper
A hermit crab
"I don't want to go to hell for all the times I said SCUBA!"
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Post by Sly Cooper on Aug 18, 2010 0:10:33 GMT -5
Damon slouched over as Rebekah spat at him. He felt poorly when Rebekah disapproved of him. He saw a tomato in Ruth's basket and thought about taking it, but thought that it might upset the poor girl, since she thought the basket was to be given to someone important (or so she stated). "I'll just wait for a slice of pie I guess." He clenched his stomach harder and drooled as he looked at the basket of vegetables. He lifted his gaze away from the food, fighting his most basic instincts. "That's if you don't mind, Rebekah. I would be very honored if you would let me try a slice of the first ever cucumber pie."
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Post by Bunny on Aug 18, 2010 0:28:03 GMT -5
"Of course you're gonna eat it!" Rebekah snapped, irritated at Damon's meekness. He Who Walks Behind the Rows, if he wasn't sitting right in front of me, I wouldn't even notice him! That reminded her of her husband. "He better not be getting himself crucified. I told him not to abbreviate things! Didn't you hear me? I told him not to abbreviate things. Stupid..."
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Sly Cooper
A hermit crab
"I don't want to go to hell for all the times I said SCUBA!"
Posts: 858
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Post by Sly Cooper on Aug 18, 2010 0:32:10 GMT -5
"I never know with you." Damon pouted, then let out a heavy sigh. "One moment you're one thing the next I've lost you. In any case I'm sure he's fine. If was was going to be crucified i think we would've heard something by now. Although," he said softly, "it does worry me that they haven't come back out yet.'
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