round 001 || Knuckle || [accidental video]

[3minutefisting]

[The feed comes on to a nice shot of a pair of shoes, and the bottom of some sort of black robe.]

What in heaven's name is thi-

[He turns the device around so that his face finally comes into view and he immediately freezes up the moment he sees his face on the tiny little device. Very slowly and carefully just places the device back where he found it. He was not sure what the little device was, but he was sure that he PROBABLY shouldn't be touching it. The priest wandered out into the hall, and for anyone who may remember a certain Sasagawa Ryohei... well... the shouting will be very nostalgic.]

EXCUSE ME?! IS ANYONE HERE?! I SEEM TO BE VERY LOST, TO THE MAX!

Comments

YOU SHHHHH its okay! You've been hella occupied + gone, I understand and will wait 5eva for this

[notkinkypatch]

[Tch FINE. As long as there are no pants-ly kind of slacks, tis acceptable. As soon as the words reach his ears Badou can feel his head twinge in sympathy to those poor martyrs a hundred years ago. It's like they're all connected in the circle of headaches.

No these kinds'a....bones...[There's a definite MANLY giggle] are more meaty an veiny. That's not the-....nonononono. No. No. You won't fuckin ruin this for me with marine life, whales, an ships that don't include Pam Anderson an that one chick. I won't let you. The tits, man. The. Tits. Jigglin' around. Shit, we need to get you back to the future stat!

And then I get kidnapped by a small child for a while. I'LL BE BETTER SOMEDAY.

[3minutefisting]

[Oh, look he's talking about birds again. He must be some kind of bird hobbyist.]

Well, I never quite spent much time by the bay enough to look for birds....

They're a menace to society. It's okayyyy I'm telling you! I believe in you

[notkinkypatch]

[There's just this ominous, stunned silence. Then-]

Are you fuckin' /high/? What the hell do birds gotta do with anythin. Were you even listenin? Clean your ears, goddamn.
Boobs. Boobies. Mammories. Jugs. Tatas. Knockers. Hooters. Milkshakes. Uhhhh what do prudes use to refer to tits...OH! Breasts.

We've got a lotta work ahead of us. I expect my payment fer these lessons on time.

AND FINALLY. A TIMELY RESPONSE.

[3minutefisting]

[So Birds, containers, owls, milk drinks- oh. He's talking about... why would he talk about something like that!? That was just...]

O-oh...

[Just excuse him while he's flustering... but oh! Low and behold! A DISTRACTION!]

Pay...? Pay for what?

FUCK YESssss helllooo there!~

[notkinkypatch]

[Realized it ain't a grocery list yet, slick? Bout time.]

YEAAAAAAAAH! Now ya got it? Lesson the first: most nicknames are root words about tits. In latin. Or close to it.

Hey now, don't get any funky ideas. The funky era was waaaay after your time, gramps. Payment fer the information, of course! Gotta make my livin' somehow.