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Post by destructo on Jul 5, 2016 23:24:36 GMT -7
Destructo felt like he had been told that Darth Vader was his father. He quickly got up, praying it was the placebo effect.
"...Damn." He said. He looked the left, then the right. He reached into his wallet, and fished out a business card. "You've got the makings of a good supervillain." He said, leaving it on the table as he power-walked out. "If you're ever near The Horde, or you need someone shot, call me." He said. He didn't want to risk going into the restroom of Satan herself, and decided to head to the car. Meanwhile, his card rested on her counter.
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Post by Saffron Althia Stonehew on Jul 5, 2016 23:45:15 GMT -7
Saffron smiled after the man as he rushed out the door. Althia my darling, she thought to herself with a grin, you still got it. She picked up the card he'd left on the counter, turned it over once, then stashed it away.
Much later that evening, Saffron wondered for only a moment if the poor sucker had ever figured out that there had never been any laxative in the tea to begin with.
[End Thread.]
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