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[ghostlocked]

[It's late when Harlan folds and decides to go to the network for a distraction. He would vastly prefer not to do this, but, well. That's why it's called folding.]

cant sleep.
tell me stories.

[ooc: feel free to threadjack and use this as a sort of storytelling free-for-all!]

Comments

[stealyoursoul]

I know an asshole when I see one.

[Mainly because he's one too.]

That condition can be fatal.

[ghostlocked]

wait. the condition of being an asshole?
oh my fucking god are u seriously threatening me w. a joke from like the fuckin nineties?
holy shit. take it down a notch edgelord. good christ.

[stealyoursoul]

Threat nothing. You'll know when I'm actually threatening you because your eyes will be burnt out of their sockets. That was more of a joke.

[Has it become abundantly clear that Leo's sense of humor is as warped as the rest of him?]

[ghostlocked]

thats not a threat dumbass. a threat is the leadup. not the action.
either way im not scared of u.
were done here.