02 ☘ voice

[crassidy]

Alright there, lads and lasses?

[Brightly, followed by a brief slosh of liquid as he slurps something from a bottle.]

Been thinkin' a bit, taxin' as that is on me brain meats. Bout lots of things, really, but uh...

Tomorrow is me big One Twenty-- not as good as the oul Four Twenty but gotta wait another three hundred years for that one, like, so this'll have to do 'til then. I'll be acceptin' donations of the alcoholic and controlled substance variety, or money will do if you're underaged. Might even buy you a pint in return if y'find yourself around Maurtia Falls tomorrow.

Thought it might also be time to get some more poorly planned ink in the process, and I figured. Well. Maybe it'd be less poorly planned if I asked for suggestions from folks first. I'm acceptin' any and all ideas, even the truly shite ones. I mean, Christ, if you've seen me, you'd know I already got a whole lotta bad decisions inked out, doubt you lot could come up with worse. In before someone suggests a knob tat.

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[slightlyoffchilt]

Hm. I've been meaning to replicate those last twenty-four hours.

[When Cassidy made him a Temporary Vampire.]

[crassidy]

Don't sound like much of a Birthday gift to me, mate.

[slightlyoffchilt]

It would enable me to do birthday activities with you. More the merrier.

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[photophobic]

[ For reasons he is absolutely not about to mention, Kylo's developed an interest in tattoos recently– and hearing this particular vernacular again, nigh-incomprehensible as it is, stirs up some fond memories. Cassidy's interest in him and his abilities had been very flattering.

He's thinking about suggestions he could offer when his thoughts suddenly catch on something he'd missed.
Interesting. ]

Your one twenty?

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[crassidy]

[It's not his fault there seems to be a distinct lack of Irish in the Star Wars universe. It is his fault that it's made even worse by the speedy slurring of too many drugs, though.]

Yeah, me birthday. Wouldn't normally make a deal of it, y'know? Had too many of 'em already, but I just... I figured with it being in this world, might as well do somethin'. for it.

[Just casual, like a hundred and twenty ain't no thang.]

[photophobic]

[ Kylo's curiosity is pretty much boundless, and he has very little if any idea of social niceties. Or at least, very little if any motivation to observe them.
So he goes straight for it. ]

You don't look any older than I am.

[setmatch]

Should I be giving you the day off?

[ There's a soft laugh at that. ]

Congratulations, however. At reaching such an age.

[ Don't ask him about tattoo ideas he doesn't know anything about them. ]

[crassidy]

Think I might have to call in sick if not, boss man. I'm predictin' a bad case of the flu that day, just terrible, no way I'll be able to make it in.

[pillz]

how bout a kiss

[crassidy]

honstly m8 id prefer money
unless a kiss is wat ur kids are callin coke these days

[pillz]

uif i dont move my bid, r u gonna settle 4 just a kiss
or is tihs a straight pass
pun intedned

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[forkingbullshirt]

Get a tramp stamp of something like 'I heart Justin Bieber' or 'Slut'. That's when you know have reached the bottom.

[She hasn't gone THAT low just yet but she may have talked her dumbass trash friends into bad tattoos.]

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[crassidy]

God, I've always wanted a tramp stamp. What about "Kiss my Irish arse"? I think that'd be a proper classy tramp stamp statement.

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[forkingbullshirt]

You need to get one then. I like that- definitely classy in a way that says you're down to party but you're not just some cheap ho.

[hampire]

A big colorful buttcheek butterfly.

[crassidy]

Don't tempt me! You know I'd do it!

[hampire]

I know you would. And it would probably end up looking like this, unfortunately.

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[knaval]

Ha haaaaaa, four twenty! Well, three hundred ain't that long. Maybe we'll still be around here when you make it that big, eh?

[regardless: he's delighted at this entire broadcast.]

I'll come drink with you! Can I come?

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[crassidy]

Four twenty! Eh? Haha.

[Because apparently just saying it is truly a hilarious thing.]

You gotta come, mate, wouldn't have it any other way!

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[knaval]

[yes?????????? of course??? that's the weed number!!]

Aww, thanks! What, ah, ink are you thinking of getting?

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[storyseeker]

Do vampires have milestone birthdays? We're pretty much topped out at 25, and even that one's not good—better rates on car insurance and the ability to rent easily is about it.

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[crassidy]

First century is a big'un, I'd think. Not that it's necessarily cause for celebration for most of us, I bet. Other than that? Nah, dunno any milestones, 'cept maybe 420.

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[storyseeker]

[She can't help but crack up a little.]

Really, weed jokes are still funny to the undead?

[grandtheftequine]

So when you say "knob tat", do you mean of a dick, or on your dick?

[crassidy]

Uh, either. Neither.