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Along Apocalypse Avenue, Thursday
Jul. 17th, 2008 09:09 pmThe pirate sneered as he blocked Tyler's path on his walk through town. "You make me want to puke," he declared, sword aloft.
"Puke," Tyler said mildly, arms crossed. "I'm not stopping you."
This seemed to confuse the pirate. "I SAID, you make me want to puke, you scurvy specimen."
"And I'm supposed to be shocked and offended?" Tyler shrugged. "You aren't much to look at either, but we're all just the same decaying organic matter. Like puke."
"AVAST!" the pirate cried, going to smack Tyler lightly with the sword. "That's what ye get for bein' so ugly!"
Tyler grabbed the pirate's wrist, swatting away the sword, and spoke in a harsh tone. "Look, matey, you try to fight me and you will be in too much pain to think about puking. We clear?"
"Clear," the pirate assented sullenly, sheathing his sword. "Sir."
Tyler whistled a sea shanty as he resumed his walk.
"Puke," Tyler said mildly, arms crossed. "I'm not stopping you."
This seemed to confuse the pirate. "I SAID, you make me want to puke, you scurvy specimen."
"And I'm supposed to be shocked and offended?" Tyler shrugged. "You aren't much to look at either, but we're all just the same decaying organic matter. Like puke."
"AVAST!" the pirate cried, going to smack Tyler lightly with the sword. "That's what ye get for bein' so ugly!"
Tyler grabbed the pirate's wrist, swatting away the sword, and spoke in a harsh tone. "Look, matey, you try to fight me and you will be in too much pain to think about puking. We clear?"
"Clear," the pirate assented sullenly, sheathing his sword. "Sir."
Tyler whistled a sea shanty as he resumed his walk.
