April 2012
27 posts
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At da club.
Romantic: Oh listen, it's Sadness Multiplication, how gorgeous! Dance with me!
Eldergoth: Nope.
Romantic: /sigh No one ever dances here, they just sit around complaining about how lame the club they keep coming to every week is.
Eldergoth: Yes, it's lovely, isn't it?
Cyber: Hey guys!
Romantic: Good evening.
Batcave: CahCaaaw.
Postpunker: Hey.
Eldergoth: AH! MY RETINAS!
Cyber: Oh, this is my new girlfriend, Perky.
Eldergoth: The colors! The colors! By Darwin's grave, why?!
Perky: I... I love pink.
Eldergoth: No, pink and black is fine, I mean YOU, usurper! You steal my scene and then dress in NEONS?
Cyber: Aw, don't be mad.
Eldergoth: Neons?!
Cyber: But-
Eldergoth: /gasp Are those GLOWSTICKS in your FUZZYPANTS!
Cyber: Well...
Eldergoth: OUT! OUT, YOU RAVER!
Postpunker: Um, I remember when you went through a Spooky Kid phase.
Eldergoth: First of all, shut your face. Secondly, NOT the same.
Romantic: What about the outfit you wore to the '99 Feti-
Eldergoth: OK! Heh, heh. Yes, it was a lovely Ball... dancing and whatnot. Oh, I feel so old. Fine, get just me some absinthe for my headache and we'll call it even.
Perky: Yum! But I don't think they serve-
Cyber: (Shhh, we tell Elder margaritas are absinthe to stop the bitching.)
Perky: (How can ... they not tell?)
Cyber: (Elder would never try a margarita after that Jimmy Buffett song.)
Perky: Jimmy who???
Cyber: My god, now *I* feel old.
Victorian: Not as old as me! For have have seen nations rise and fall! I have watched Kings-
Eldergoth: Hey, Carl, all the talking- stop with it. And put your goddamned parasol away; we're INSIDE and its 1am.
Perky: But it's PRETTY! ^-^
Eldergoth: /sigh
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March 2012
52 posts
