Five words around the camp fire.

[Ravenloft]

Shelly

But you said you did!

 

[cats]

Blackie

I was fucking with you.

 

[Ravenloft]

Shelly

Our baby is an alien.

 

[Arc da Rat]

Blackie

I'm an Alien too, Baby.

 

[cats]

Shelly

Go back to France, bastard.

 

[Ravenloft]

Blackie

Sacre Bleu! The chosen one!

 

[cats]

I do love your accent.

 

[Ravenloft]

Blackie

De language o' love, non?

 

[cats]

Shelly

IC: Non, *Slaps Blackie hard.* No

 

[Ravenloft]

Blackie

Ohohoh! I likes it rough!

 

[cats]

Shelly

*Kicks Blackie in the balls*

 

[Whitespin]

Blackie

That's another thing you swearing

 

[Whitespin]

Blackie

Blackie can now sing soprano

 

[cats]

*kicks in balls again.* Die!

 

[Ravenloft]

Blackie

Oh, but it hurts so good!

 

[cats]

Shelly

It hurts good? You're crazzy.

 

[Arc da Rat]

Blackie

It's all about pain baby.

 

[cats]

Shelly

Is that why you slap?

 

[TumbleUpStairs]

Blackie

Oh you know it, baby.

 

[Ravenloft]

Whitie

He slaps, and I tickle...

 

[cats]

Shelly

IC: Who the hell are you?

 

[Vixandra]

White

Who the hell is anyone?

 

[Ravenloft]

Whitie

I gave you cookies, remember?

 

[cats]

Blackie

No you didn't! I'd Know!

 

[Ravenloft]

Whitie

Those are Whities cookies, Blackie!