sticksandbones

bork?

ayo can someone tell me the fuck is goin on?? woke up feelin like i spent a week on a bender, on a pile of socks in the woods, an' im comin back in wid the things i had wid me an some bitch whisperin in my ear (i think that was you-know-who yo, but it got quiet) an then i meet me????

an i go aye you cant be me cuz im me and he TRIED TO KILL ME? I THINK?

or like really aggro play or some shit i dunno i went hey hey HEY cause he made me drop my mole friend and my blueberry shard thing that i dunno where i got but bro was real intent on rippin me a new asshole jus cuz i came outta the woods!!

i get it yo im stinky but also the fuck is goin on?!?!

josh come get me im scared :(

[ No, he's not, but he's trying to find the humor in this weird ass situation. ]

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[so, the first time they wrassled, beat definitely got his ears blown out by raz's booming laughter. that was mostly out of sheer entertainment. this time, there's unmistakable joy in there too as he tries to get a hold around beat's torso to throw him over a shoulder.

somebody missed you, bud.]

[ aw he missed you too man you can tell by his tail wagging away even as he's grabbed and thrown.

excuse you he will grab on his way down to try and drag razlo with him, grinning. ]

SUP FUCKER? how you been?!

[you know, that's fine. hitting the ground in a playfight is satisfying as fuck, actually.]

I died, bitch! [yep just right out with it.] Where the hell'd ya go?!

Woods! Dogged the fuck OUT, yo. 'Parently I'm still corrupted so I wont bite you. Sorry you died.

[ But that won't stop him from scrambling to his feet and trying to elbow drop the man. ]

[oh, cute. likewise raz will try to stop him by kicking up at him like a damn kitty cat. he's only half trying, though, so when one part or another of beat inevitably lands on his chest, he heaves a ginormous "OOF!"]

Eh -- not like it ain't happened before. [that said, he isn't about to let it happen again...]

The flyin' lizard guy can fix that shit now.

[ and when beat gets kicked he just grunts and takes it, though he leaves him wheezing. it's not like raz has actual claws on his feet.

haha right? ]

ye feel that, still shitty dying, feels like crap. especially when you [ hold on he promised no biting but that doesn't mean he won't take a mouthful of razlo's clothes and begin shaking his head like he's trying to shake raz around like a toy before dropping it. ] come back. i always feel like so much shit in a small shit bag. oh, uh......... zazzle? does he still IN FIRE AND FLAMES it or

[ohh, he LOVES getting his brain rattled around, if his wobbly-sounding laugh is telling. it earns beat a good box on the ear, too.]

Ain't sayin it was fun, just not the end'a the world.

'n yeah, so what?

[ The whack on the ear makes him ow! loudly, then shake his head to try and get the ringing to stop. Oo that's gonna stick for a while, hello, concussion calling. He rears his head back and brings it down hard to slam foreheads with Razlo in return.

Ow, ugh. Might have made that worse. ]

I hate fire, but I guess if I gotta get set on flames, I'll do it. Thought the rain would cure me but I guess it was in too deep? I dunno, yo.

[oh, raz is definitely seeing stars now. maybe he bit his cheek a little, and the next time he laughs, it's with blood on his teeth.]

Shit, y'need someone t'hold yer gay lil hand?

[yes, he's offering. only because beat is his beat-down brother.]

Aw, bro, that's so sweet of you.

[ The blood makes him snort, he didn't hit you that hard, and he whack/pats Raz on that side of the face like he's patting his cheek. There there. ]

Jus' say you want me bitin' you 'gain. Wink.

[ Yes, he says that, literally before climbing to his feet again and grabbing one of Raz's legs. He's going to haul/drag this man out of the Inn with a grin. ]

[the one guy on earth who would actually enjoy getting his wound smacked.

he's for sure kicking at beat with his free leg, though. mostly playfully.]

Hey, what the fuck is this! I ain't some worm carcass!

Then get yo ass up off the floor, bitch!

[ The kicking makes him stagger, oofing with each blow, muzzle dropping open to grin. ]

Unless you really aight wid me buryin' yer ass like one!

[sure, fine, he can wriggle around violently in an effort to free himself from beat's grasp. not a worm, indeed.]

Yer the one who knocked me over 'n started draggin' me!

[ THERE, FINALLY. He cackles as Razlo begins to wriggle, finally jerking his leg free from Beat's grasp, which gets the werewolfs tail wagging. ]

I thought this was a wrestle match! You sayin' you jus' wanted to sit an' drink hot chocolate an' chill? I mean, if you wanna, bro....

[joke's on beat, the second he's released he sweeps a leg at beat's paws. get tripped, idiot.]

Pff -- can ya even eat chocolate, dogbreath?

[ Instead of a yelp Beat ARGHs as he goes down. He can't even try and dodge, Raz is faster than the Werewolf. He coughs on the ground for a moment, wheezing. ]

Sure can, yo. But only once.

[ GRINS. ]

[hope beat is ready to get his arm pulled behind his fuzzy back, then. don't worry, raz isn't aiming to actually dislocate his shoulder.]

Maybe skip the cocoa, then -- ain't tryin' t'getcha killed fer real.

[ hehehehehhehehe he'll allow it because it's fun to then struggle to try and twist himself around to grapple, shifting his legs and feet to try and push at raz. Growl, snarl, sneeze. ]

Dogs got it such shit, yo. [ Grunt, wiggle. ] But it's fine I ain't into sweets. Meat best.

[raz doesn't fully understand the concept of sneezing means it's play, but he behaves accordingly nonetheless. lets himself get tossed to the ground, too.]

I like sweets just fine, but yer right. Meat best.

[ Angelina has a lot to teach you, sir. When he's free, he'll sits up with his arms raised in victory, tail wagging so hard. ]

Meat's best. Also, not gonna lie, yo, weird seein' you out but it's super cool. Other bro's too soft fer a good dirt rumble.

[maybe. he mostly just ignores her, because a normal-ass dog ain't shit compared to a werewolf. it wouldn't even be fun, even if he didn't want to avoid hurting some random animal that didn't do anything to him.

raz also sits up after a second in the dirt, and ruffles his own hair to get said dirt out.]

Eh, might as well get used to it. Happens. [razlo happens so much. he does grin, wide and with teeth, at that last bit, though.] Hah! Liv may be nice, but he ain't soft. His body count makes mine look like kindergarten recess.

[ Oh? Did you not want to be covered in dirt? Incorrect and wrong, big dog in name only, cause Beat proceeds to tackle him again to knock him right back into it. ]

WHAT! .... Or well, yeah I guess, he DID threaten to shoot the shit outta me after the tussle with Wolfword. Wood... elf. [ He bites Liv's elbow but doesn't break skin, just aggressively chews on it as gently as possible. ] That dude that set books on fire. Tell him to come out an' play sometimes, yo. I don't bite.

[ Says the dog, currently biting. ]

[please note that the mention of wolfwood, not being pushed back into the dirt is what makes raz fucking scowl.]

Yer bitin' right now. But yeah, fine, what the fuck ever. Ya just better bite Dogtwig harder. [god knows liv won't let him.]

[ Oho what's that? Something juicy he can take back to Josh? He stops chewing, ears up. ]

Damn you really don't like Woofwool, huh? He piss in yer wheaties or somethin'?

Or somethin'. Back the fuck off, dogbreath. [he is shoving at beat to get away, no longer playful about it.]

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