[Event Post]

[triade_oscura]

::Perhaps you're going through a dingier part of town. Well, if you are, you're in luck. You find a bitchy blonde Cacuasian chick with a golf club whacking golf balls at cans arranged on an old wooden fence. She seems to miss regularly, and seems rather freaking irritated, cussing repeatedly.

She's in blue shorts and a grey sweatshirt and cheap sneakers as well. Though what's more baffling is the fact she's got a handgun strapped in a holster to her left leg. What a frightening woman. You should admonish her, or just stare in disbelief at her.::

Comments

[keepersouha]

*Well, it's not like he purposely went into the dingier part of town... he just got kinda lost, since construction's happened before.

He stares though at this chick doing this.*

[triade_oscura]

::Smacks a golf-club at a ball, bouncing it on the fence and missing the cans. You with your parasol at all, princess?::

[keepersouha]

*If the sun's still high up, yes. But if the sun's going down and it's more in the evening, they'll have closed it. Pick which one and go with it*

[triade_oscura]

::Sun's going down.::

What are you, some sort of faggot fruit cake? ::Points the golf club at you.::

[keepersouha]

*then the umbrella's closed. Quirks an eyebrow*

I don't even understand what you just called me.

[triade_oscura]

Are you some sort of fucking girly sissy pussy carrying a fricking umbrella in the mid of day? What are you, some spoiled fucking princess whose fair brat skin will get burnt if a single ray of sunlight even touches it?

::And while she's doing this, she hits the fence with a golf club, a Cafe de Colombia coffee can drops down.::

FUCK. YES.

[keepersouha]

Do you generally insult anyone who passes by? *Doesn't answer your questions, since they do realize what you're getting at. it's not their fault if their skin literally can't handle sunlight generally. Even with lotion.*

[triade_oscura]

Only if they're a fucking loser tranny like you.

::Goes to pick up the can and put it back up, grunting.::

[keepersouha]

Apparently so. *shakes their head, trying to continue walking. It would be a bad idea to deal with such a woman.*

[triade_oscura]

Yeah, run away, you pussy.

::Whacks one of the balls. It hits one of the cans and then ricochets onto your noggin. Hard. Not enough to knock you out, but Jesus that's probably going to sting like a bitch.::

[keepersouha]

*klunked, they immediately bring their head up to their head, rubbing it, before turning to glare at her*

Watch where you go ahead and hit that!

[triade_oscura]

Watch where you're walking then, you lardassed wuss. Not my fault the ball hit your stupid fat head!

::Shakes the gold club vigorously.::

[keepersouha]

*your club catches a spark of fire*

I was walking away. It's your own doing.

[token_l]

*Yasu is walking to her favorite bar, which is conveniently located in the dingy part of town! That being said, she's dressed up in her business casual outfit, a pencil skirt, heels, and a blouse.

She stops to stare at what the blonde is doing. Oh, it's that bluh bluh huge bitch that's been bothering her.*

Your aim is worse than your personality.

[triade_oscura]

Says the bitch wearing the skirt that makes her fat ass look even more bloated.

::Swings, the balls whacking the fence, as she curses very rude un-lady-like words..::

[token_l]

At least I'm dressed nicely rather than wearing some ratty-ass clothes. What the hell are you doing anyway out here? I thought you only go near the fancy rich parts of town?

[triade_oscura]

I go wherever there's something strong. This side of town stinks of it at the moment.

And I like my clothes, thank you very much, Queen Lardass.

::Whack, the cans rattle as the fence jangles, but they're not falling, as if afraid to.::

[token_l]

It also literally stinks. Because you're here, Lady Bitchtits.

What are you even doing?

[triade_oscura]

Wow, the cheap cum in your head must make you stupid. I'm playing hit the can.

::Says it like it's completely obvious.::

[token_l]

You are an AWFULLY classy bitch, did you know that? I mean you are SO sophisticated playing a game by yourself involving garbage and golf balls. Really.

*She snerks amusingly.*

[triade_oscura]

Garbage, Golf balls, and the fence, you stupid whore. Or are you that fucking blind?

::Whacks, rattling the fence, none of the cans fall.::

[token_l]

*Rolls her eyes at Gwen's constant insults.*

You're not particularly good at it, either way.

[triade_oscura]

Only 'cuz you don't know the rules, "Ms. Fatass looking for a fuck". We both know noone'll touch you, and you'll go home and eat a carton of ice cream.

::Smacks, hitting a can, and cursing with victory.::

[token_l]

...

*Well, it's not like that she isn't telling the truth. Yasu already has done that the last time she encountered Gwen. That comment might have shaken her up a little bit.*

Plenty of people would touch me, I don't know what you're talking about.

[triade_oscura]

Uh huh. Why the pause? If it didn't matter, it wouldn't sting so hard. No matter what you do, no one'll touch you. 'specially not a woman, you filthy freak.

::Goes to pick up the can and put it back.::