Killer Rabbits meets Hellmouse
Killer Rabbit strolled into the saloon, a cheap novelty sling-shot holstered in a genuine leather gun holster. She noticed her rival Dodger rabbit at the bar, and ignored him. On the bar a mouse was fighting some other rodent. Or maybe she was just hallucinating again.
"Why the H are we here?" Her inner monologue grumbled.
"Cause we're past the post limit and we're hitting all the RP's now." Killer Rabbit replied to herself.
"We haven't broke the fourth wall in a while...."
"Yeah well, people here that don't know the Rabbit yet. Gotta make a name for our self, ya know?"
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(Hellmouse)
"The only one I failed today was Satan by not claiming your ungrateful soul!!" Hellmouse squeaks, "YOU ARE A FOOL!!! You are -"
He stops, suddenly, noticing the rabbit enter the room.
"What is it with all the furries around here tonight? Stranger! SPEAK! Are you PRO CHEESE???"
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(Killer Rabbit)
Killer Rabbit leaned down till she was eye level with the mouse. "I couldn't help but notice in your descriptive you call me a rabbit. I am a Rabbit. With a daddy R not a baby R." She studied the small creature through her dirty hair hanging over her eye, wondering if this was real, of if she had started drinking too early again.
"You dingus, he can't hear capital letters....."
"That's no excuse brain." She told herself. To Hellmouse, "I liked the furry reference though." She giggled. "Yes, I am totally pro cheese. Though I would say Texas is not the place to discuss politics."
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(Hellmouse)
"Hmmm....we're cool for now, rabbit", He chuckles, then turns his attention to Clem. "Sorry I uh...I phased out there for a second. Bad trip man. Flashbacks"
He stares wildly, then shakes himself.
"Bad times, man, bad times...ENOUGH OF SUCH TRIVIAL DISTRACTIONS! PREPARE FOR BOO BOOS AND OWIES!!!" He screeches, and hurls himself at Clem...
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(Killer Rabbit)
"I heard that. You bolded and italicted that baby R." She growled at the mouse.
"Oh boy. We're getting the business from a mouse. This is a new low for us......" Her inner monologue sighed.
"This parrot started it!"
"You mean mouse...."
"Same thing." She muttered to herself.
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(Hellmouse)
"That was a typo, rabbit, I swear. A typo, and nothing more", Hellmouse sneered.
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(Roger)
Roger stepped in quickly..."Would you two be wanting food?" He took out a notepad.
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(Killer Rabbit)
"Oreo's and beer." She told Roger. To the mouse. "You just did it again! And don't call me a typo. My mother was a saint. I'm told."
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(Roger)
Roger nodded and walked behind the bar, taking out a pack or Oreo's and a beer he walked back over and dumped it on the table "That will be on the bar, Contestants eat free..Ohh and" He placed a Cheese for the mouse "Baldy said he likes this mouse"
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(Hellmouse)
To Killer Rabbit.....
"There are so many of your saints back where I come from, Rabbit." Hellmouse said, before turning to the bartender.
To Roger....
"Tell Baldy I like his mother."
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(Roger)
Roger looked at the mouse and blew in it direction then took out a knife and placed it on the table "Shut it mousy" He picked up the knife and left.
