Alt!DM: That thing* Saskes

-- rapscalliousOutlaw [RO] began trolling degenerateMachinist [DM] at 00:55 --
RO: ahoy there matey
DM: -Hey. I GUESS.-
RO: what be the news?
DM: -Not much, really. Saskes doesn't seem to, LIKE, be suffering too much from... Last night, and STUFF.-
RO: ah that be good
RO: youll be pleased to hear that the beath that lies fathoms beneath the waves has been fed
RO: krakendad saw so himself
DM: -It'd better be.-
RO: some land lubber wont be going home to his lusus tonight
DM: -Well, I guess I would know the feeling. LIKE, I don't have a lusus, remember?-
RO: nope
RO: ((just chuck testa))
RO: CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR hasnt heard your story
DM: -Well, I, LIKE, make robots, as you know.-
DM: -... They always fail, but they're still, LIKE, robots.-
DM: -Anyways, when I make them, there's usually a lot of danger, LIKE, involved.-
DM: -Explosions and fire and STUFF.-
DM: -I used to make sure mothdad wasn't, LIKE, around when I was building.-
RO: har har of course!
RO: actually CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR doesnt know alot about robots and that sort of stuff
DM: -... Well, the one time I actually got one to, LIKE, work, I decided to let mothdad come into my workspace and see.-
DM: -... And then the robot malfunctioned.-
DM: -Mothdad got hit, LIKE, I tried to save him... But he was a stupid moth.-
RO: aye that seems like a foolish thing to happen
RO: what was the grub doing during this?
DM: -I hadn't met Saskes then. LIKE, that happened some time later.-
RO: so whyd you end up keeping a grub then?
RO: and a mutant one at that if CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR heard right
DM: -... Well, I figured that, LIKE, he's a misfit like me. Why shouldn't I give him, LIKE, a fighting chance?-
DM: -Cause God knows noone else will and STUFF.-
RO: but still... why?
RO: seems like a burden to CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR
DM: -... Cause so far, this has been the first thing I've, LIKE, managed to not screw up.-
DM: -Do you even, LIKE, know what it's like to be the world's chew toy and finally have something you can take some GODDAMN pride in!?-
DM: -I suppose you don't, so I'll illuminate it for you.-
DM: -It's the best GODDAMN feeling ever, and I don't give a DAMN  about the, LIKE,  risks and STUFF.-
RO: your right about CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR knot knowing what its like
RO: a grown troll taking care of a lusus seems like a screw up to CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR though
DM: -"a grown troll taking care of a lusus"? Hell, I am a lusus. ... Sort of. I guess.-
DM: -And I'm a damn good one too.-
RO: trolls are not lususes
RO: CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFARs dropped off enough lusus carcasses to know
DM: -So? I don't really seem to care about what's supposed to be and what's, LIKE, not. Not at this point.-
RO: sure do what you want?
RO: CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR still doesnt see why youd want to raise that thing
DM: -Have you seen Saskes? LIKE, sure he can be a handful sometimes, and I can never let him out of my, LIKE, sight, but...-
DM: -I GUESS you can say it's... Rewarding.-
RO: nope CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFARs never seen the thing
RO: and CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR doubts that CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR will
DM: -Yeah, probably. You highbloods probably don't like associating too much with us, LIKE, lowbloods, HUH?-
RO: arr as far CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR is concerned theres only two types of people
RO: CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFARs crew
RO: and the people CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR raids pillages and loots
RO: which CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR supposes is most often lowbloods now that CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR thinks about it
DM: -Well, let's hope I don't count as either.-
DM: -Cause loot my place and you'll find a robot on your ass faster than you can say, LIKE, 'arrg' or SOMETHING.-
RO: arr the strong take advantage of the weak
RO: law of the ocean
RO: you plan to raise that thing to be a big strong troll?
DM: -Yeah, duh.-
DM: -My telekinesis is pretty strong, and, LIKE, so am I.-
DM: -You'd probably be, LIKE, surprised.-
RO: telewhat?
RO: is that one of this mind things?
DM: -Moving things with my, LIKE, mind. Yeah.-
RO: the same kind of way the vast glub gets to you?
RO: with the nose bleeds and what not
DM: -... Yeah.-
DM: -LIKE that.-
RO: harr
RO: no CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR has no idea about any of that stuff
RO: just like you probablly have no idea what its like to really swim free under the sea
DM: -Well, telekinesis doesn't, LIKE, hurt as much as that glub does.-
DM: -That... Last night, it was like getting shot in the head and not dying immediately. LIKE, telekinesis is more of just a strain like holding your arms out for a while or SOMETHING.-
RO: okay
RO: CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR has never been shot in the head either
RO: and CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR doesnt plan on that happening either
DM: -Niether have I, but I have, LIKE, been shot before. In my leg.-
RO: ohh did you get a peg leg?
RO: rP.)
DM: -Nah, I just put a few, LIKE, pins and screws until my leg got better.-
RO: that works?
DM: -Walking hurt like a bitch, but I got over it.-
DM: -Yeah, the bone grew back in and STUFF.-
RO: though it out thats the spirt!
RO: spirit
DM: -Yeah, that's, LIKE, how I do most stuff.-
DM: -Like those nights every now and again where Saskes decided to play hide and seek instead of going to bed....-
RO: arr
DM: -But you wouldn't understand that.-
RO: nope
RO: well it be time CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR be weighing anchor and sailing off
DM: -Alright.-
DM: -You do that, I GUESS.-
-- rapscalliousOutlaw [RO] gave up trolling degenerateMachinist [DM] at 01:56 --