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bakerstreet2015-01-28 01:37 pm
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The Epic Rap Battles of Roleplay Meme

So Epic Rap Battles of History are an awesome idea, but even though they do cover fictional characters from time to time, there's gonna be plenty they'll never touch.
So that's where this meme comes in.
1. Put your character's name and series in the subject line.
2. Tag around!
3. Your characters are now engaged in a RAP BATTLE. Go nuts. If you don't know what to do, check out some of the ones in the above link for examples.
4. Have fun, damn it.
...couldn't resist the dare...
That's real cute, but it sure isn't right--
You couldn't find your dick with tweezers and a flashlight.
Besides, to fuck my Dad's ass, you'd have to find Him first
and beg Him to bend over for a lame-ass skinny jerk.
How the hell are you fucking the biggest asshole in the universe?
You'd need to pack more than that vibrating thing you keep in your purse.
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big words for a titty-baby packing garments with no class.
One thing though, don't you think,
talking about your daddy's asshole's kinda strange?
Doesn't matter, I'm just bored,
Please sit your dollar ass down before I make change.
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Except not.
Got anything a movie script didn't drop?
[Examining his fingernails.]
Little obsessed with babies, though, little man?
You forgot to bring the game; shit or get off the can.
Run along, sonny, I hear the schoolyard bell.
Study up some rhymes before you break weak shit to an angel.
[Waggling fingerwave of smug assholeness!]
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Says the guy talking about his father's asshole.
Think you're gonna get away with that?
You're in too deep, stupid twat,
and I'm on a motherfucking roll.
Ever thought you can't find him 'cause he hates you now?
Bet you couldn't even fall in his good graces if he showed you how.
Sorry to tell you but life's a bitch and so are you,
Sorry to tell you there's nothing for you to come home to.
:D
A little man talking up his winkie.
[Fingers held cloooooose together]
You're the one with the little daddy fetish,
I just told you like it was; what, you didn't like the message?
[Beaming like a mad thing at this point.]
As for Dad, good for him, I hate his ass too;
if you're looking for a bitch, there's none bigger, except you.
[Sorry, God/Chuck. He doesn't mean it. ...probably.]
Life's a bitch and then you die,
Home is where you make it, usually out of lies.
Sure, sure, we've heard it all before
You'll just keep blowing that out of your ass, I'm sure.
Truth is, life's an illusion, and not everybody dies
So here, suck it up and have some pie.
[He smiles and summons one from nowhere. Offering it over.]
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Something you couldn't do to save your life,
Someone not even looking to make amends
You couldn't make a sandwich with a bread knife.
How's Lucifer, by the way?
He and I are great pals,
'Course I know him with a different display,
You could say that Lucy's one of the gals.
She says you're an angel like no other,
A douche without measure.
Why don't you go fuck another brother,
And spare us the lecture.
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Can you taste the contempt for demons he's got up that trunk?
He hangs you by fish hooks and drinks all your blood
So good luck with that, son, I'll save my dick the troub.
But hey, to each his own, if you like that kinda thing.
Before he porforates your colon, I hope you get a ring.
But incest and babies seems to be your deal,
How's that workin' out for you? See much family tail?
[He shifts the pie into a sandwich. It's corned beef!]
I don't need a breadknife for that.
Hungry, Jack?