talk to me, dance with me.

[shitglasses]

the FIRST LINE OF DIALOGUE meme

• generate some dialogue.
• stick it in your top level.
• respond to others.
• have fun! or don't. i'm not the boss.

Comments

[dogshit]

Not really. They weren't bullies.

They just knew they were going to piss me off.

[flamescion]

Then you're a bully. You've bullied people.

And if I were to bully you?

[dogshit]

I'd like to see it.

[flamescion]

Why don't we make a bet? I prove it, and you get me something to eat.

[It'd be like taking his lunch money! Perfect.]

[dogshit]

You're a girl.

[flamescion]

...What the hell does that have to do with anything?

[Sure, Kiana's no true bully. But she can be a braggart and loves to prove a point. She was just going to mess with him until he "cried uncle" and maybe make a new friend?]

[dogshit]

Well. How are you going to bully me?

[ ... genuinely curious. He doubts he's about to get hit over the head with a bag or jumped. It's actually a little uncomfortable. ]

[flamescion]

I could rip you apart on how you look, but at this point it'll probably be more satisfying to kick your ass.

[dogshit]

I don't fight girls?? I mean-- I have bullied, but I never hurt a girl.

[flamescion]

What? Wuss. That means you automatically forfeit and owe me lunch.

[dogshit]

I don't forfeit! It just means I won't hurt you. That's not fair to make it about punching shit. Obviously, I'd win and lose. At the same time.

[flamescion]

Man, I could probably throw a car with you in it. Maybe you should stop jumping to conclusions.

[dogshit]

Right. I bet you could.

[flamescion]

...If I find a stupid car and throw it, will you believe me?

[dogshit]

What counts as a stupid car?

[dogshit]

Throw any kind of car.

[flamescion]

Of course I meant any kind of car!!! Ugh, come on!

[Kiana grabs at his wrist to tug him along so they can FIND A CAR (of any variety).]

[dogshit]

[ What?? ? Mo doesn't really know what to do. Girls are usually afraid of him, and he awkwardly turns to follow along. ]

Stop dragging. I am following you, dumbass. To watch you throw a fuckin' car. T'ch.

[flamescion]

[After you almost destroy the world it's a little difficult to be afraid of others in the same way. But even though he asks to be let go, unless he starts tugging insistently for it, she'll keep his wrist until they come across a car. Conveniently by a lake! Great. Maybe it can be salvaged after she tosses it.]

What do you think of that?

[A fancy red SUV. Recent year, and... oh, how convenient. Nobody left their shit in it.]

[dogshit]

[ It's hard to keep up, and he might have actually dug his heels in, but this is a chick leading him, so he keeps up, almost falls when he catches himself. Breathing hard, perhaps gasping, not really okay. He just is a little out of shape. ]

Of--of you being a fuckin-track star?? ? [ Snarling out the words, he catches his breath and lifts his head, frowning at the scene. ] Are you going to just throw a car?

Nerd...

[flamescion]

A car-throwing track star is a nerd to you? Were you born with your head on backwards?

[Kiana rolls her eyes. She'll leave him to catch his breath as she starts testing the SUV by gripping it in a couple places trying to decide the best way to toss it without doing too much damage.

After all, she can just summon a void portal to put it back on the ground here after the water cushions its fall, right?]