DoNotExist:	Hi . 
Krissy 80:	::shoves the IM out of the way so she can talk 
		to Delle:: 
DoNotExist:	whore. 
Krissy 80:	nyah. 
DoNotExist:	You will know the wrath of my attack rat! 
Krissy 80:	come get some. 
DoNotExist:	Er. 
Krissy 80:	bring it on! 
DoNotExist:	You could handle me, baby 
DoNotExist:	That's "couldn't"...  
DoNotExist:	Jeez, what an embarassing typo. 
DoNotExist:	I can't talk to you now for the rest of the night. 
		I'm too ashamed.  
Krissy 80:	not at all.  it's really your subconscious talking. 
DoNotExist:	My subconscious has long been tied up and securely 
		gagged.  It does NOT talk. 
AshtorethD:	I have returned. 
Krissy 80:	um.. okay.  
Krissy 80:	I'm too busy annoying Renie to hurt you. 
AshtorethD:	Oh, yes, she mentioned you were exchanging threats. 
Krissy 80:	yes.  damn her subconscious. 
AshtorethD:	Shall we, really? It's easily arranged 
Krissy 80:	go right ahead. 
AshtorethD:	All right, then. ::stalks off to aquire the 
		necessary tools:: 
Krissy 80:	whoa boy. 

AshtorethD: 	::stalks into the room, rolling up her sleeves, 
		looting through piles of junk for the tools 
		necessary to damn Reene's subconscious::
Warching: 	that's not a particularly hard thing to do...
AshtorethD: 	Oh, yeah? Where is the damn stuffed turtle?!
Warching: 	Wouldn't you like to know.
Warching: 	Actually you can't have it.
AshtorethD: 	It is necessary. C'mon, help out, or ELSE!
Warching: 	I haven't cleaned it's blue dress yet.
AshtorethD: 	::throws many objects over her shoulder while 
		searching, including bot not limited to a laptop, 
		a pile of neon purple mints, and 73 perfect tiny 
		scrolls::
Warching: 	neon purple mints?
Warching: 	Not that I have any interest...
Warching: 	It's just one of those phrases.
AshtorethD: 	::stuffs esoteric objects into a large sack from 
		time to time:: Yeah. Yummy. No interest? I'm hurt!
Warching: 	If you had shouted say, gay anal sex my response 
		would have been the same.
Warching: 	Just not my thing.
Warching: 	But amusing nonetheless.
AshtorethD: 	Oh. Okay, then. I just really need that stuffed 
		turtle right about now.
AshtorethD: 	So hand it over.
Warching: 	Do I have assurance it will not be used as a soup 
		base?
AshtorethD: 	Um. ::ponders a moment:: Well... no.
AshtorethD: 	I will take it by force, if that is what you demand.
Warching: 	Will it at least be a good soup?
AshtorethD: 	I make no promises. ::starts mentally mapping out 
		a route past Joe and the goats to get to the stuffed 
		turtle::
AshtorethD: 	::runs for it::
Warching: 	Hah! The goat will get you!
AshtorethD: 	::Joe, along with a herd of goats (presumably there 
		to satisfy Joe's... needs) are thrown about and 
		against several walls.::
Warching: 	It's raped me before
Warching: 	I fear it not!
AshtorethD: 	::grabs the stuffed turtle, and curtseys politely::
Warching: 	::Goat begins to gratuitously take it's anal 
		pleasures on TBD as she curtseys::
AshtorethD:  	::kills goat with a single stony glare and a 
		well-aimed stuffed turtle::
Warching: 	:)
Warching: 	I need sleep
AshtorethD: 	::stuffs turtle in sack and exits the room::
AshtorethD: 	All done. Thank you.
Warching: 	::bows::
Warching: 	::goat anally rapes him::