FRANK ):
June 2012
110 posts
I wonder how many people, given the chance,
So you’re one of those who possesses one of these astonishing abilities, huh? Being able to make others forget can possibly benefit you, too. I’ve got a power myself, you know…
I don’t just make people forget, I manipulate things. Memories, emotions… I suppose it comes in handy. Huh, you’re a shapeshifter? Impressive. Wonderful gift if you ever want to become a criminal, you know.
I wonder how many people, given the chance,
Those are the people who’ve never faced true tragedy, I bet. So, yeah, put me in the list of the more intelligent few. What about you? Given the chance, are there any memories you’d choose to pitch?
Most likely. There are a lot of memories that I’d rather not have, but it seems while I’m forced to remember, I can give everyone else a chance to forget. Ironic, really, when it’s not in my nature to help others…
I wonder how many people, given the chance,
What kind of stupid question is that? I wouldn’t doubt that just about everyone something they wish they could forget…
Yeah, but there are those people that believe remembering the shit helps us grow as people. I’m guessing you would be placed in the list of people eager to forget.
I wonder how many people, given the chance,
would choose to erase certain memories…
I’ve decided against catching an STI today or in my future, so no, I’m fine.
Oh, I’m clean. Not that I was offering.
Hey, you were the one that mentioned sucking dick first. Before you even told me your name, as well. Talk about forward.
Somehow I don’t see you caring either way.
You’re only saying that because you want it to be true.
That must be code for you wanting to suck my dick.
Oh, I’m sure you’d enjoy that. If you were a guy I owed a favour to, well…
Eastwick is actually shaping up to be more of an inspirational place than the last place. At least the residents here do take it upon themselves to continually fuck each other over and of course there are the occasional bloodied streets here and there. Keep up the good work, shit heads.
The way you seamlessly merge compliments and insults just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
30 Days of Night
I guess so…but what good will touching me do?
Just shush, close your eyes, and tell me what you see.
30 Days of Night
I suppose I am, taking into the account that I’ve only seen what you’re talking about on Halloween. So you seriously think they exist? Mind giving me some hard proof?
Hard proof? Sure. Can I touch you?
30 Days of Night
Are you talking about the gays? Or are you suggesting that…real life versions of Mona are in fact non-fiction?
Ah, you are incredibly amusing, did you know that? No, I’m not talking about the gays. You’re telling me that you have never noticed someone looking a little strange, with teeth a little too pointy and red stains on their clothes? You would make a terrible detective, y’know.
30 Days of Night
You mean the party kids that show their tits when intoxicated? Or something else? Besides, Mona is a cartoon. Everyone knows the only real cartoons are alive at Disney land.
Nope, not the kids that enjoy whacking out their genitals while on a night out. I meant the residents that keep to themselves, but because they’re clearly hiding something and not because they’re socially awkward. She may be a cartoon, but you’ve probably met about fifty Mona’s in your lifetime, and just haven’t realised.
30 Days of Night
really makes me wonder what would happen if Eastwick were submerged in darkness for thirty straight days. And that’s if vampires even existed.
Oh, we’d definitely see some of the more interesting and mysterious Eastwickians making more of an appearance. So what, don’t you believe in Mona the Vampire and friends?
Sleeping in felt good
I’ll buy you something real special to make up for it, It was a slip on my part. Our special guest pushed some buttons and I couldn’t take it out on him at the moment so I had relieve my self on other guests.
Ooh, I do like gifts. Relieve yourself? Sounds like someone’s been a very naughty boy. I’m so proud.
Sleeping in felt good
One in particular. Sorry about the mess.
Yeah, I heard some things. Moving onto bigger and better things, are we? You’re forgiven, but stop getting so excited all the time. It always equals more mess.
