Second Run - Shoebox Fort

[speeding]

So. If you need me I'm in my fort.

On aisle 24. With the men's running shoes.

All invaders will be questioned and possibly subjected to ridicule if they do not bring approriate offerings.

Appropriate offerings include, but are not limited to, real clothes please for the love of god.

Thank you. This has been a PSA by your local evil overlord.

Or something.

Comments

[speeding]

I suspect this to be a clever lure. Designed to draw me from my safe holding and entrap me with your feminine wiles, whilst your compatriots thwart my evil schemes.

However, I accept your terms. I shall emerge from my lair and come find you. Crocodiles will be released into the moat directly.

[nobodysheroine.livejournal.com]

Ah, if there's one thing I'm not, Dash, it's in cahoots with your nemesis, the Sugardaddy. Though, admittedly, it would be quite the rouse, wouldn't it?

I'm in the back, in one of the side offices. I'll switch on the light.

[speeding]

Hey, not in cahoots is good in my book. But even if it were a rouse, I'd probably fall for it. I'm a sucker for a cool girl.

Cool, I'll find you!

[nobodysheroine.livejournal.com]

You're incorrigible.

Oh and no poking the dinosaur, alright?

[speeding]

That's what makes me so cute!

Awww... What about petting? Can she take petting?

[nobodysheroine.livejournal.com]

That is a matter of opinion.


If she likes you, she might. If.

[speeding]

Your opinion I hope! Right? Right?

Hope she likes me then!

[nobodysheroine.livejournal.com]

Less writing.

More dashing.

The proof will be in the proverbial pudding.

Or in this cause. The dinosaur.

[speeding]

Yes'm.

I hope the proof wont' be in the dinosaur. 'Cause... I like not being eaten.

But yeah, I get the drift.

On my way!