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Post by Vlad on Sept 13, 2009 11:49:18 GMT -5
"You're really out of material, aren't you champ?"
Vlad laughs and exits into the courtyard of his castle. It's daylight.
~Gasp~
"You just hang tight Draka, I'll get to you. I'd like to start with everyone's favorite wannabe jester, THE MacBry. What you polluted our airwaves with was nothing short of retarded. You wasted my time, Draka's time, hell everyone who decided to watch it wasted their time. Tell you what big boy, when you're done playing kissy face with Deas, come talk to me. I'll beat you down when you're ready for it."
Vlad continues his walk.
"Draka, Twilight, really? Is that the best you've got? I may have said you were slow, but I certainly didn't expect you to understand it. Of course, being only one syllable, perhaps I've underestimated your comprehension skills. Stop with the Clea thing, because it only makes you look bad. Can't do anything other than beat up a woman. Except for Heather, when it really counts.
**cough, choke, cough**
**fade**
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