Re_Birthday Thread

"I stole a doll, hurt one of my best friends, got in a fight with a bitch, didn't trust some of my favorite people in the world. Now I'm going to get food. It's turning better." Sam shrugged, not going into any further detail about how she felt.

"Correction. We stole a doll, you hurt one of your best friends, got in a fight with a bitch..and didn't trust some of your favori---wait a minute...favorite? Since when did any of us count as favorite people..? Or well, Raisa and Greg and such..? Because in all honesty, I don't think I'm in that. All because of food it's getting better?" Pale tilted his head a tad, watching her carefully and continuing to walk while playing with the thing in his hand.

"Yes, you and Raisa. Not Greg, though. He just is my punting dummy." Sam smiled then smirked at Pale, "Because of food? Sure. Let's go with that."

"Ehhhh. Okay. He's everyone's punting dummy." Pale was curious as to what she meant, so he decided to ask...because that's him being retarded. "What do you mean 'Sure. let's go with that.'? What's the real reason then?"

Sam smirked, "You just figure that out on your own," She teased, sticking out her tongue at him childishly.

"Okay, that's not fair. I said that to you...or is that the point? JUST TELL ME." He grumbled, mocking her and then huffing.

"Are you going to tell me?" Sam asked

"Only if you tell me first." Pale would say, but she had to first.

"Nope." Sam smirked, "You're the one who started this whole game thing."

Luka was kind of chilling out somewhere after finding the glass in a random store. She felt she deserved the rest, since...the clerk was chasing her around the store with a knife and fork. She took back what she said about vessel hunting being boring now.

"Noooope. You're telling me first or it's no deal." Pale was still playing with the thing in his hands. Did he know what it was? Nope. Did he care? Nope. Was it fun to play with? Yes.

"You started it. You start this too," Sam replied.

"No. Your turn."

"Nope.~"

"Okay. What did you want to know?" Pale shrugged, he really wanted to know what she was all...whatever about. I'm too lazy to go find it. GG

"Everything. Evertytime you've given me an indirect answer, I want the reason."

"Ah huh. Like when?"

"Alright. Here's one. Why do you care? You cared enough to try to kill my sister for murdering me. Oh. And here's another one. Some fucking things like me?"

"Uh..okay, can we ditch this idea and go get food now? Eheheh..."

Sam smirked and shook her head, "Nah."

"Why? Oi. Come on. THIS IS NOT FAIR." Pale groaned to himself and then facepalmed.

"You always start things. End something for once."

"....o. Gee thanks. Okay...uh...I just do, and...Yes...okay? Now tell me."

"What? No, no and no. More explanation."

"Oh, come on. Do I really have to? I just answered your questions. Jesus."