worryrage - it's frothy!

-- adjutorObedientiary [AO] began trolling repeatingVirtue [RV] at 16:14 --
AO: WHAT, IN THE FLAMING HALLS OF THE DEMONS, WAS THAT SUPPOSED TO BE?
AO: ORPHEN.
AO: FUCKING ANSWER ME.
RV: THE WAR MACHIENE SPRINGS TO LIFE
RV: OPENS UP ONE EAGER EYE
RV: FOCUSING IT ON THE SKY
RV: NINETY-NINE BALLONS GO BY
AO: Did you hit your head?
AO: Is that why there's fucking green all over the ground?
RV: NINETY NINE DECSICION STREET
RV: NINETY NINE MINSISTERS MEET
AO: Make sense.
RV: TO WORRY WORRY SUPER SCURRY
AO: MAKE FUCKING SENSE
RV: CALL THE TROOPS OUT IN A HURRY
RV: THIS IS WHAT WE'RE WAITING FOR
RV: THIS IS IT BOYS THIS IS WAR
RV: THE PRESIDANTS ON THE LINE
AO: Orphen what the hell.
AO: You're speaking gibberish.
RV: AS NINETY NINE RED BALLONS GO BY
AO: Come on, make sense damnit.
RV: NINETY NINE KNIGHTS OF THE AIR
RV: RIDING SUPER HIGH TECH JET FIGHTERS
RV: EVERYONE'S A SUPER HERO
RV: EVERYONE'S A CAPTAIN KIRK
AO: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU BABBLING ABOUT?
RV: IT'S ALL OVER AND IM STANDING PRETTY
RV: IN THIS DUST THAT WAS A CITY
RV: IF I COULD FIND A SOUVENIR
AO: Damnit Orphen, are you hurt? Make some gods damn sense.
RV: JUST TO PROVE THE WORLD WAS HERE
AO: Orphen, please.
RV: AND HERE IT IS A RED BALLON
RV: I THINK OF YOU AND LET IT GO
AO: Come on, what the hell is this about ballons and 99 and dust and cities?
AO: Make some fucking sense.
-- repeatingVirtue [RV] gave up trolling adjutorObedientiary [AO] at 16:24 --
AO: Gods damnit NO
AO: NO YOU ARE NOT FUCKING RUNNING OFF.
AO: YOU ARE GOING TO FUCKING SIT DOWN AND ANSWER ME AND MAKE SOME GODSDAMN SENSE
-- repeatingVirtue [RV] gave up trolling adjutorObedientiary [AO] at 16:28 --
AO: NO. HELL NO.
AO: HELL. FUCKING. NO.
AO: GET YOUR GODDAMN LITTLE ASS BACK HERE.
AO: I WILL FUCKING END YOU.