by The Dodgeful Actor » Thu Jul 19, 2012 10:22 am
"It's none of your business whether I can get out or not," Risk told her, summoning up his best gang-leader menace. "Just tell me how you got out. You realise a laser is just a focused beam of light, don't you? And you know the damage a laser can do, I bet you've seen Star Wars and I could do a lightsaber if I wanted." Actually Risk wasn't sure whether 'lightsaber' was on the list of possibilities, but he was jolly well going to make Grace believe it was.
(No you do not have a minion. SHE IS MINE. MYYYY MINION. She pokes you when I order her to, like a good minion.
I actually have several nine-year-old minions who I am training in the arts of Latin, poking people, the Bayes Theorem, and writing crazy song parodies. Most of them are doing the movie because I'm getting so desperate for actors I'm going to try and pass tall nine-year-olds off as twelve-year-olds. So... I can get them all to poke you too.)
Please, call me Accalia. <3
Any pronouns are acceptable. I'm most used to she/her or ae/aer.
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