Who: Soren and Cass What: Watching One Missed Call Where: (Green room! LOL) Tortuga Beach House When: Tonight after Cass gets home. Warnings: Boners, horror movie, strange RP style, swearing Mun's note: this was done in AIM, initially as meta. But it got long and awesome and touched a lot of bases. So forgive the asterisk arrpee and enjoy the movie with our pups. It's on YouTube if you wanna.
Cass: *was vaguely turned on by that movie (Ichi the Killer) and has never said a word about it* Soren: *eyebrows would go up REALLY REALLY HIGH* Cass: *was also turned on by Fight Club.* Soren: Fight Club's easy to get a boner over. Norton/Pitt mindfucking is hot. Cass: Thank you. Soren: People who say there's no gay subtext clearly don't know that the guy who wrote the book is a pissy queen. *curls up on* Cass: A pissy queen with serious misogyny issues. *pets* Soren: Ohhhhyeah. *nibbles popcorn and watches* That girl's gonna get a missed call and totally listen to the voicemail anyway like an idiot, huh. Cass: *smoking* yep. *nuzzle* OH heydere dude down elevator shaft. Soren: *steals a cigarette* Sucks for him. Cass: Mm. This investigator is a dick. Soren: Aren't they always? Cass: Ah sou my ASS asshole. Cass: You don't believe a word she said! Soren: They're not allowed to, it's the movie investigator's code. Cass: Ah, sou. Soren: *blows a raspberry on his tummy* Cass: *flail, facecling* Soren: *cackles* Cass: *smirk* I'll get you back for that. Soren: You will not. Cass: *licks lips* *browquirk* Soren: You're so not scary. *grins* Cass: Yeah. I know. *toothy grin* Soren: Cute, sure. Scary, no. Cass: *tooth snap* grr.. Soren: *smooches* Yup. Very scary. Cass: *snog* Cass: I'll be scary later. Soren: Promise? Cass: Mmhmm. Soren: Good. *burrows* Cass: *curls up on* Yeah, throw the phone away. bwahaha. Soren: Because if the call came when the power was off, I'm sure it's gonna care about her cell phone contract. Cass: Fucking paparazzi. Soren: They need to keep walking. Cass: Yeah, that's how I feel about cell phones too, baby. Soren: *laughs* Cass: *browraise* You don't want to, but oh, you so, so will. Soren: You're cute and we pity you. Now you must die so we root for Yumi harder. Cass: Pity about the cute wallpaper girl.. Soren: Y hello thar foxy guy at the end of the hall. Cass: He's the dashing hero. Soren: He can dash me. *purry noise* Soren: Yup. I'd hit it. Cass: Dashing Hero's gunna get his shit jacked up. Soren: That's sad. Cass: Nah, I don't know, I'm just saying. Soren: Either he dies and Yumi lives or they both live and make cute babies. Cass: Horror movie. Dashing Hero ALWAYS gets his shit jacked up. Cass: *Shrug* Soren: Man, Japanese girls all have cute cell phones. Mine's just ... phone-like. Cass: Mine has a charm an ex put on it for me. Soren: What of? That's cute. Cass: kewpie. Soren: More scary, but kind of cute. Cass: Dude. it's really freaky. It's like, a muscle-man Kewpie. Cass: CANDY KILLS *yells at the screen* Soren: ... why would they do that? *blinks* Soren: ... why would candy do that? *wibbles* Candy's awesome. Cass: *shrug* Soren: *puts M&M in his mouth in RETALIATION!* Cass: KILL THAT CANDY Soren: *chews viciously* Rrr. Cass: o_o this is nothing like the American version. Cass: Aside from the deaths. Soren: What, it doesn't suck? Cass: and the medium show thing. Soren: That wouldn't have struck a chord here, though. We just have John Edwards. Cass: the medium show thing IS in the amercian version. Soren: Seriously? That's goofy. Cass: *shrug* Cass: *Smiiiirk* *RETALIATION RASPBERRIES* Soren: *flails and shrieks* Soren: INHALER OF DOOOOOM Cass: awww poor little kid. Soren: With her evil inhaler. Cass: it's the inhaler... and the candy. Soren: Though goddamn, her asthma must be terrible. You usually only need two hits of one to breathe. IT'S TOTALLY HER. KIDS LIKE CANDY. Cass: I taught Miniver the amazing awesomeness which is asthma inhalers for weed. He didn't know. Soren: Seriously? He's just old school, I guess. Cass: *Shrug* *waits for part six to load* Soren: Who is this random body part dude, anyway? Cass: Some whackjob. Soren: Oh. You always have to get help from that one whackjob. Cass: yep. Cass: Dude, uncle Pickles has asthma, did you know that? Cass: Apparently it only flares up once in a long, long while though. Miniver was getting talky at me again. Soren: I didn't know that! That's adorable. Cass: I know! *leans on* and all i have is hayfever. Cass: *hasn't tried* Soren: *probably could, he's big enough* Cass: *doesn't think either of them would really need to* Soren: *glad he doesn't* Soren: So, I think Sable's making a Cunning Foursome Plot. You going to flail 'cause you're related? Cass: ... it's one step up from threesome. I know Henn's been sending Sable the pictures I send to her. Cass: Just make sure we're one person apart from each other at all times. *shrug* Soren: Sable has the video. *blushes* I'm sure she gave it to Henn. ... what pictures? And of course. Cass: Henn has it too. Cass: *refuses to answer the question* Soren: Now I know it's gonna go there. You know she'll want that. But what pictures? *pokes* Cass: Nothin', watch the movie, they're finding out whose behind the mysterious deaths. who's* Soren: *folds arms* Cass: ... I have um... Pictures. Cass: *clears throat* Soren: Of what? You or us? Cass: Me. *Shrug* Soren: Oh. Pfft. Who doesn't? *sprawls back out* Cass: *Smirk* You do too? Soren: Duh. Cass: hm. Soren: What? Cass: *shrugs, shakes head* Just realizing I'm not nearly half as weird as I thought. Soren: Nope. I think everyone has pictures like that of themselves. *chuckles* Cass: Yeah, but how often do they send 'em off to people? Soren: Depends on how much I like the person. Cass: So Sable has the pictures of you, and Henn's got mine. Cass: *headbutts Soren's shoulder* And if they're as sneaky as we are, they have both sets now. Cass: Both of 'em do. Soren: ... awesome. *facepalms and laughs* Cass: *headshake* *Smug* Soren: ... I don't have yours. *pouts* Cass: And I don't have yours. *grin* Soren: Fine. I'll send you mine. *hmphs* Cass: after the movie. *hugs* Soren: Yup. Cass: Poor Natsumi Soren: Yeah, it's sad. She's going to die on national TV. Cass: *deadpan* I'm so sorry for her. Soren: She's kind of stupid, though. So I'd feel worse if she wasn't. Cass: I'd feel less sorry for her if she were Ganguro. Soren: *tries not to splorfle* Cass: *nibbles shoulder* Dude, but I'd so date one. Cass: It's like dating a raver. All that eventually washes off. Soren: *wrinkles nose* Ew. Soren: Ravers have glitter. Glitter's okay, just annoying. Cass: Ganguro is about fifty percent glitter, fifty percent fake tan. Soren: I don't like fake tans at all. I'm firm on that one point. Cass: Orange chicks don't do it for you? Soren: Not so much, no. Cass: Me neither, but that's the joy of a working shower. Soren: I'm easy, but I'm not that easy. Cass: *starts thinking about nice hot showers* *Tries to pay attention to the movie instead* Soren: *burrows* Cass: *pets* Cass: ... So. Your pics... Soren: Yeah? Cass: *smirk* anything more than just Puff in there? Soren: Maybe. *blushing* Cass: okay. *shrug* Soren: What? Cass: Well, you know. Just making sure we're getting a fair trade is all. Soren: I'm just still getting used to the level of our friendship where I can send you pictures of me jerking off and fucking myself without being embarrassed. Cass: Yeah, me too. *is really attempting not to be entirely awkward, srs* Cass: waaait. Fucking y... hn. *blush* Soren: *wiggles uncomfortably* No, it's fine, just... y'know. Now I'm gonna have a boner when cute wallpaper chick bites it. Thanks, ass. Cass: Sorry! Um. Bea Arthur. Soren: Nope. Cass: yeah, me neither. Cass: The slutty golden girl! Cass: *shudder* okay nope. Soren: Nope. Cass: Uncle William. *painful* Soren: ... owowow. Cass: Better? *hopeful* Soren: Blood rushing back into my body too fast hurts. Cass: I think I gave myself an innie. Soren: Puff's in his treehouse, yeah. Cass: *facepalm* *takes a drink of beer* Soren: You love me. Cass: Yes, yes I do. Soren: Good. *tries to watch movie* Cass: *really trying to pay attention to that* Soren: I think this dude's just tripping. Cass: Bushy eyebrows. Soren: Yeah, asthma girl is all MAKE THAT DUDE SHUT UP. Cass: Shit! That's some cracked out bad shit. Cass: WHAM. Soren: That kid is pissed. Cass: DON'T JUST STAND THERE YUMI YOU CUNT. Cass: Jesus. Soren: Well, what's she gonna do, kick the ghost in the face? Cass: I would. Cass: ... ew. Soren: YES. YES, YES YES. *happy squeals* Cass: You okay there? Soren: *giggly* Yup, 'mgood. Dude, did they just show that to all of Tokyo? Poor traumatized kids. Cass: Nope, they were on break I think. Soren: Yumi's never going to be able to enjoy a delicious LIfe Savers candy ever again. Sadface. Cass: Awww, pumpkin. *eyeroll* *smirk* I'd tease you here but um... outta beer. *goes to get another* Soren: *stretches out* Bring me one too! Cass: 'Course. *brings both back, uncapped* Soren: You're an angel. *sits up and takes a swig, sprawling back out* ... so wait, you're just jerking off in yours? *grins* Cass: Pretty much. There's a... couple that someone else took for me. *takes a swig* *sprawls out as well* Soren: Oh really? What of? I just set mine to automatically take 'em. Cass: Well, you'll just have to wait and see, now won't you? Soren: ... damn you. Cass: *smirk* Soren: *wiggles* Soren: DON'T ANSWER THE PHONE YUMI NOOOO. Cass: *wiggles against* Cass: CUTE DANCY CHICKEN BABY. Soren: Mmmmmrf. *wiggles back against* Soren: Our cell phones are so much lamer compared to Japan. Cass: I know. The fuck. Cass: Yes, because the FISH will save her. Cass: *eyeroll* Soren: ... he just doomed those fish. Cass: shame. Soren: Poor little angelfish. Cass: YES BEING DRUNK WILL SOLVE THIS PROBLEM Cass: *takes a swig of beer* Soren: YES. GET DRUNK AND SAVE HER WITH YOUR HEROIC WANG. *too* Soren: Baby,there's a lot a guy can do in sixteen hours. Cass: I could go at least five times... if I didn't pass out. Cass: But you can't die if you're passed out! Soren: Ditto. Soren: ... is Yumi gonna live 'cause her mom beat her up? That's jacked up. Cass: That's fucked, yeah. Cass: Well, since you told me about you fucking yourself, which sound incredibly deft if not painful... I'm... um. Well, I'm tied up. *blush* Soren: I - um. Uh. *blushes too* Cass: It was his idea. But they're really well done. *shrug* Cass: *Swig of beer* Soren: *having issues focusing but trying very hard* Cass: Dude. I'd be afraid of peep holes too if that's what I was forced to see through one. Soren: Seriously. Poor kid. Cass: *shudder* Cass: Either that floor is fucked, or he's really... oh yeah, floor's fucked. Soren: It's gonna be icky in there. Cass: I haven't sent those to Henn, though. She'd ask me all about the details. Soren: I'm just gonna use - look at 'em. Cass: *Smirk* Soren: *sheepish* You had to know that. Cass: Of course I did. Cass: Dude, why else would you want them? Soren: Exactly! And you already know my tying up thing. You're a cheater, I say. Cass: *blush!* I didn't know before I did that. Cass: I.. I wouldn't have if I did! I mean... Well... Soren: Yes you would've. *laughs* Cass: *kind of beet red, thanks* Soren: It's okay. I think most people have the same kinks. Cass: ... mostly. Cass: *long pull of the beer* Soren: Oh? You have a weird one? Cass: No, I'm just saying some people are freaky with it. Cass: *shrug* Soren: Oh. No, that's true. Like Murderface. *shudders* Cass: Please not with that name any more tonight. Cass: Whoa, that kid's kind of a good artist. Soren: I knew a girl that liked being ridden. Never did it, but saddle and all. I never got why. Cass: ... what. Soren: Yeah, how do you even get that fetish? Cass: Dude, that's weird shit. Soren: She was, yeah. Cass: I knew one who was honest to god into golden showers. I had to say no. Soren: Ugh. I feel normal now. Cass: Hooray us and our vanilla kinks. Cass: WATCH OUT! HAIR! Soren: Hair is bad times, man. Cass: Does that make us evil? *tugs hair* Soren: You, maybe. Cass: No, I'm just wicked. Soren: And delicious! *gnaws on his neck* Cass: *melts* n-no. Y'r evil. Soren: Well, yes. Cass: ... we're not gunna make it through this movie the way things are going. Just saying. Soren: I know. That's the nice thing about DVDs. They pause. Cass: Intermission? *smirk* Soren: I could do that. Cass: 'kay. *stands up and wanders to bedroom to go throw those pics into shared* Soren: *too* Cass: *the more racy ones are in fact, looking almost professionally taken, and black & white* Soren: *camera is actually kind of decent, but color, autosnapped about 15 seconds apart* Cass: *knocks on median wall* I have twice as many, you better get on that. Soren: What, now? Soren: Oh, you want the .avi? Cass: O_o Soren: Can't your camera do movies? Cass: o_o I never thought to use that feature. Soren: *shares* It's a minute or two. Cass: That more than makes up for it. Yep. Soren: You're welcome. Cass: *does nothing about it, because lol, movie. Also can't when he knows someone else knows. Usually.* Cass: *goes back down to watch said movie with asian chicks* Soren: *goes back to finish the movie* Soren: *kind of likes delaying it* Cass: *browraise* Hn. starting. Soren: What hn? Cass: *shrug* *flops back* Soren: I kind of um. Like the whole release of having been crazy horny all day. *shrugs* Cass: Ah. Yeah, I dig it. THE BEAR IS SINGING THE EVIL SONG. Soren: Creepy ass thing. Soren: So it's the kid? Cass: It might be the kid, it might be the mom. That's what we know. Soren: Stupid mom. Even if it's not her, they should smack her. Cass: Soren, you know when you JO, I can hear you through the wall, right? Just sayin'. *knows it works both ways* Soren: Yup. *wiggles a little* Cass: And you do realize, you've gotten louder since the first time... you know. Soren: Yeah. I blame you. *sheepish* Cass: Oh, here I thought you were doing it for totally different reasons. *smirk*. I'll try and keep it down. Soren: Oh, no! No, be loud. It uh. Helps a lot. I meant that I had a weird being quiet hangup. Since you told me not to, I kind of like being. Uh. Louder. Cass: *clears throat and takes a swig of beer.* Heh. Yeah, well... I'm not gunna get pissy if you don't want to just sit in there and jack it when I'm in my room, doin' the same. *oh look pretty bottle* Soren: Same here. *takes a longer than normal swig* starting Soren: What if you don't say what was in the recording? I wonder if that'd fuck it up. Cass: That's what I've been wondering. I'd catch myself saying it and then be all LALALA fuck you fate. Soren: I'd start like, singing a song. Soren: All BITCH YOU DIDN'T EXPECT THE SONG THAT GETS ON EVERYBODY'S NERVES. Cass: Oh god, that'd just piss her off more. Soren: Nah, kids love that song. Unless it's the mom, then yeah. Cass: I hated that song as a kid, you know that. Cass: And the song that never ends. Soren: You were a highly advanced child. Cass: *pokes Soren in the ribs* No, just easily annoyed. Soren; That too. Don't poke me when I have a boner. *wriggles* Cass: Follow the ghost! Soren: Yumi, you're so smart! Cass: *Smirk* *rocks against Soren* Oh hey look at that, you do. Soren: *whimper* Stoppit, meanie. Soren: ... whut? Cass: See? FOLLOWING THE GHOST LEADS YOU TO MAGGOTS AND DOOM. Soren: How do maggots work a phone? Fucking supermaggots. Cass: they ate the brains. Soren: That makes a shocking amount of sense. Cass: I know. Cass: Okay sweetie, you're freaking out. And the hair is after you. Soren: We'll miss you, Yumi! Cass: *grinds against, tries to look completely innocent while doing so* Soren: *tiny happy noise* You're terrible. Cass: Would you rather I club you over the head and drag you off to my cave? *eyeroll* Soren: How're you dragging me? How hard am I clubbed? You could put my arm behind my back and pull my hair and guide me. Cass: Nevermind. Soren: I know what you meant. *gropes* Cass: *happy noise* Jerk. We're almost done with the movie. starting Soren: It's not a bad film, but thank god. Soren: AUGH THE WORLD'S BIGGEST URINE SAMPLE. Cass: That... would be a liver. Cass: ... or something. Soren: In PEE. Cass: oh yes, smash the jar. Smart. Soren: She needs to salt and burn that crap. ... I've spent too much time with Uncle Dean. Cass: Agreed. Cass: about the salting and burning. There's no such thing as spending too much time with Uncle Dean. Soren: True that. Cass: Too many creepies in that place. You couldn't get my ass in there unless you paid me. Soren: Oh, and the creepy music kicked on too. Nice. Cass: I'm sorry, but if I knew a place was haunted? Only way I'd go in there is if I were legitimately working as one of Dean's lackeys or if I was you know, OUT OF MY MIND. Cass: *shakes head* crazy chicks and their going places. starting Soren: That, and it's not a thing that's bad and doesn't know her. This one wants her soul. Soren: It's like going to your ex-girlfriend's house after you know she's mad at you. Cass: HOW NICE OF THEM TO COUNT DOWN. Soren: That's considerate and mean. Cass: that's the meanest little bitch ghost ever. Soren: YUMI I LOOOOOVE YOUUUU. Cass: *snrk* Soren: ... that's way too convenient. Cass: dead arm? Outtanowhere? Yeah. Soren: And not just a dead arm, the RIGHT dead arm. Cass: Where's that dead arm and cell phone from, anyway? Whose is it? Why is it there. Soren: It just is. Cass: Fucking dues ex arms Soren: I hate when that happens to me. Cass: Happen often, princess? Soren: Oh, every day. I hate it. "Where's the pepper? Oh, that severed arm has it." Cass: You know, I once made a crack about your family being like the Addams Family but christ. starting Soren: *snickers* Dad is Gomez? Cass: Yes. Except it's not French that gets him off, it's Al Bhed. *shudder* Soren: *wrinkles his nose* and I'm not Puggsley. Soren: DON'T SAY WHY, YUMI. DOOOON'T. Cass: You're Wednesday. Soren: That works for me. Cass: What's with the random ass dead chick? Cass: GEE Y'THINK!? Soren: I guess that's the mom? Dunno. She just... hung out and died? Soren: HOT HERO IS OBVIOUS. Cass: ... um Ew. No kissing. Soren: Nice! Cass: *shudder* necropheliac lesbian porn. Soren: Shockingly not hot. Cass: THE CORPSE CAME ONTO ME I SWEAR. Cass: Would never hold up in court. Soren: I'm going to go with that as one of the few times lesbians aren't hot. Cass: Word. starting Cass: OH NO HERO. RUN. Soren: OH SNAP. Cass: DEAD CHICK WANTS YOUR RAGING HERO BONER. Soren: Yumi, you're going to have to smack it or something, you can't just cry. Sorry. Cass: huh oh. Soren: ... or you could just cry, I guess that works too. Cass: Cry and hide. Cass: Ohhhhsnap. Soren: Bye bye hero! Cass: What the shit's that even mean??? Soren: Uhhhh. They're Buddhist? Cass: god, heaven would get so boring if everyone had their own separate one. Soren: Are you kidding? My heaven has pudding and sex. Cass: not if everyone has their own separate heaven it doesn't. Soren: It'd be okay if you could go from one to the other. Like, you could come have a delicious Jell-O pudding cup and we could bone and then you could go back to yours. Cass: Who'd give you the sex? Soren: I just said. *pouts and nibbles Cass' neck* Cass: ... that makes sense. Nnngh *melt* Soren: *harder* Cass: *notes that Soren said him, not anyone else? huh oh hey nibbling harder guh* Cass: tease. Two more parts. We can make it through this, man. Soren: We can do it! Cass: except now we've both got boners. Great. Cass: *had one for a while but still* starting Soren: We've both had boners, dork. Cass: Yumi, you moron. Soren: Move. Flail. Argue, something! Soren: Don't just... okay, fine, just sit there. Cass: stupid Yumi. Soren: SHE'S USING REVERSE CHILD PSYCHOLOGY. *hates internet* Soren: She's so lucky she's taking those child psych classes. *sprawls* Cass: *sprawls on top of* She's been failing them. starting Soren: She can't, she was abuuuused. Cass: ew, hugging corpse. Soren: ... ew. Cass: ew ew. She wasn't even very good looking when she was alive. Soren: and now she's... moist. Cass: and squishy and kind of doing that turning colors thing that corpses do. Soren: ... seeping. Cass: She can't smell very good, on top of it all. Cass: I mean... I know how corpses smell, and at that state of decomposition, they're not all that happy-smelling. Cass: *has spent far too much time at Mordhaus* Soren: Yeah, not so much. *leans on* Cass: *Hugs* starting Cass: this definitely wasn't in the American version, by the way. Soren: You know the hero is ALL sorts of confused. Cass: Oh yeah. Soren: "So, uh, you guys are gonna hang out, then? Cass: "Super. I'll go get the cops." Soren: "They have jurisdiction over ghosts!" Cass: I don't think it was the mom doing it. Soren: It can't have been, unless the rest of the movie is them eating lollipops. Cass: It doesn't explain the random candy factor. Soren: If there's one thing I learned from healerchick? DON'T WATCH THE TAPE. Cass: *snrk!!!* Soren: Maybe that one didn't have asthma, maybe she choked. Soren: Oh, snap, the mom was nice and the kids were nuts. That's sad. Cass: That happens. Soren: Poor little kid. Poor Yumi about to die. Cass: Do we even know Hero's name? I mean... Soren: Cell phone dude! Cass: Sex Machine. Soren: Leather Jacket Stud. Cass: Fuck Factory. Soren: ... that's a good band name. cass: Like Fear Factory only more Lords of Acid based. Soren: *nodnods* Exactly. Soren: You know what they make now? Individually wrapped M&Ms. What's that shit? Cass: that's fucked up. and you know what? I'm suddenly unhorny, mostly due to the necrolesbo. Soren: Yeah, ditto. I'm kind of mad at her. Cass: *takes another long swig of beer* Cass: Henn wants to watch. Personally. like... in the room. Soren: So, Sable and I are really really together now, but she said flat out she doesn't ever want me to stop fucking guys. And yeah. ... ditto for her. Cass: But unless she's changed her mind about you between yesterday and now, she just wants to watch. Cass: Yeah, Henn is all about the free love. Soren: Ditto for Sable, I think. *bites lip and blushes* I already told her if you said yes, I was okay with it. Cass: *shrug* Sure, if they can stay just watching. Soren: What if they don't? We'll have to come up with Rules. Cass: And Henn and I are pretty much a couple. But in the loosest way possible. Cass: Hm. Cass: Rules. Soren: Sable and I are too. I know she's still fucking Judah sometimes. ... hell, So am I. Cass: Lucky you guys. *smirk* I'm sleeping around, but yeah, mostly just you and Henn. Soren: Yeah, mostly just you and Sable, but yeah. We figured we'd both already done him by ourselves, you know? I mean, it's when I first realized I was gonna ask her out. Cass: So what should we do for the rules? Soren: I don't even know. Maybe if one of them wants to join in, there's a word, at which point we'll pause and talk about it? I haven't really done this before. Cass: *shrug* don't look at me, I've only had threesomes, by way of weird multiple sex. Soren: Same. Honestly, it's more up to them, you know? Cass: It's a shame they're not as into chicks as we are into guys. Because we could definitely play we touch, you touch. Soren: That would be a good day. Soren: Hell, even if we do the show and they enjoy it in a visible way, that'd be good. Cass: *smirk* that's a really, really good idea. Soren: Let's propose that, so that way if they want more, we can discuss after said performance. Cass: I thought up a rule. You can touch yourselves, you can touch each other, but you can't touch us. It'll give an extra level of what's it... starting Soren: Tension? Cass: That too. Soren: ... that's jacked up. Cass: That IS. Cass: SHE LETS HER DIE. Holy fuck. Soren: It's a Sophie's Choice situation there. Soren: That, and I doubt that she thought it was real. Cass: That's still really fucked. Soren: Yeah. DON'T WORRY YUMI, THE HERO'S COMING. Cass: PEEPHOLE. LOOK THROUGH IT. Cass: *wouldn't if that was one of his tics, but whatever* Soren: But she won't 'cause she's scared of 'em. Soren: YOU CAN DO IT YUMI. Soren: Subtle ghost is subtle. Cass: Rewinding time to her time of death. bwahaha Soren: That's so cheap! You can't turn back time! Cass: Yeah, yikes. Soren: ... I'd be scareder of peepholes after that. Cass: SHE SAID WHY. Soren: YOU SAID IT. Soren: YUMI, NOOOO. Cass: Sorry Hero, she's dead. Cass: Fuck. I was wrong. Soren: You can bone her corpse? Soren: Huh. Maybe the little girl is like posessing her. Soren: Or doing that mimicky thing. Cass: HERO JACKED UP. Cass: I called it. Soren: Oopsydaisy. Soren: Now he gets candy! Cass: *snrk!* Soren: Jesus, this movie might put me off candy for a while. Cass: I'm not using my cell phone for a while. Soren: Oh my god there's more. My balls are going to fall off. *wiggles* Cass: Nngh. *grinds* Soren: If I don't jerk off after this, I might pass out from pain. Cass: *heavy sigh* You'n me both, Soren. Soren: *plays with Cass' hair* Cass: *verily melted* starting Soren: *keeps playing* Cass: *leans against* Hm? Soren: Nothing. Happy. Cass: *smile* Same here. You know... I'm not so inclined to let you just wander off tonight. Cass: OH SNAP HERO. WATCH OUT. Soren: Oh? What's your inclination? ... dude, why would they let her bring a knife into a hospital? Wouldn't someone notice? Cass: He's totally dead and this is his hell. Soren: Poor dude. Cass: *smirk* *makes the fucking movie END* Soren: ... so he went to heaven and found what's her butt and ate pudding and then more people in Japan died. Yay! Cass: Hooray! Cass: Let's not sleep alone tonight. *utterly serious* Soren: Race you upstairs. Soren: Okay. *nuzzles* I'm good with that. Cass: ... boner race? No. *smooch* Soren: I can shuffle sort of fastish. Cass: I'm prone to lightheadedness. *stands and takes a deep breath, helping Soren up* Soren: *leans on* Thank you. Cass: Mm. *shuffles up the stairs* Soren: Give a man a boner and he walks like Frankenstein. Awesome. Cass: apt words. It's your turn to do what you want. *smug* Soren: I figured we'd just jerk off and then sort of see where things fell. Cass: Ah. *nod* Better plan, yeah. Soren: I'm sort of fond of going with the flow when it comes to this. Cass: Mm. Good to know one of us has a brain. *leans against own door* Soren: *walks into Cass' room and takes off his shirt* I try.