ONE ON ONE WITH PAO-thbbt-

(Hinako_u. for you no brains)

 

 

NO RULES BLAH

NO REGULATIONS BLAH

NO FACES BLAH

NO BEWBIE- wait... YES TO BEWBS.

 

 

Create COMPLATELY ORIGINAL CHARACTER THAT YOU MADE YOURSELF >[

 

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I make mine after you.

"Let me check! It could be infected!"

"Ugh... fine..."

He said, taking his shirt off, to give her more work space

Lindsey removed some of the bandages to examine the wound. It looked healed... but there was something odd around it.

"Hows it look?" Fin asked, worried

"I don't know... Somethings off...," Lindsey answered.

"What do you mean?" he asked, faking unintelligence

"It's just.... there's something odd. The wound is healed... mostly, but..."

"Will you just tell meee?" he yipped... growing impatient.

"Well I can't tell you when I don't even know what it is!"

"well... describe it!" he said, actually intrigued by what she was seeing.

"It looks like...a scratch with moving black spots festering like a tar pit..."

"... O-O OHSHI-" Finn screamed, then running into the nearest wall.

Lindsey: o.o

Finn fell over...

"Ouch."

"How the hell did you run into a wall?" Lindsey said. Her expression: ._.

"I dont even firetrucking know."

Lindsey just shook her head.

"So what are we gonna do about the cut?"

"I dont even firetrucking know" he said, repeating himself.

 

Ick was drunk, as he had snuck into Finns liqour cabinet

"Well, we can't leave it like it is," Lindsey said.

"This I know..." he said, still laid out on his back.

Ick walked up..

"Ha...-hic- Hai

Lindsey turned to Ick.

"Are you.. drunk?!" she exclaimed.

"Ye HIC- Yes." he managed to say through heartless speech impediments and drunken slur.

"He does that from time to time." Finn said, still on the ground

"And you let him?"

"I figure that if I try and stop him he'll eat me."

".............." Lindsey shook her head.