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[molotov]

[Molotov is drunk and ornery. That's what happens when you find several of your most favorite weapons missing. All of her weapons are her most favorite. So filters are necessary.]

[(Broken filter) Brock Samson]
What the fuck did you do with my AKs? I am missing a 22 and a 47, plus two Berretta 92s and a Smith & Wesson 4006.

[(Broken filter) Ezio Auditore]
Your hands are still fucking tiny.

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Molotov

[assassino]

[Laugh]

What's pissed you off tonight?

[hard_talker]

[mostly, he's been sitting back and watching the trainwreck, but somehow this? this is just sort of funny. and he can't help it. he's doped up on caffeine and snack food and secret-gathering. so there's obvious glee in his smart-ass voice when he says, simply:]

I ate 'em.

Ezio

[molotov]

You and your stupid hands. And my guns are missing.

[molotov]

Fuck off, you.

[hard_talker]

Why? It's a free journal.

[molotov]

No one… no one was talking to you. Go kill yourself.

[hard_talker]

Huh, so if no one's talking to me, who's gonna go off themselves?

[molotov]

I am going to find you and kill you myself, Mark.

[She is heavily slurring.]

Molotov

[assassino]

I had nothing to do with that, you know!

And my hands are fine.

[hard_talker]

Good luck, I'm pretty sure there's at least two of me tonight.

Ezio

[molotov]

I do not care, I am still mad. And your hands are still tiny. And so is every other part of you, I would bet.

Except your nose.

BROKEN TO MOLOTOV FOREVER i guess how do i label this

[samson]

What? Why the hell would I touch your dumb guns?

BROCK-EN

[molotov]

Because you are jealous and stupid and I love them more than you, that is why.

[molotov]

I will kill every one of you I see. Ri[hiccup] - rip your spine and shove it down your throat until you digest it...

A+

[samson]

Look, if you want me to fuck you with a Glock or something, just say so.

[molotov]

I want you to give my guns back!

[She is yelling…]

[hard_talker]

[he tilts his head at the page and reads that over a few times. rip out ...

his spine ...

and ...

wait a second]

You realize that's not physically possible, yeah?

[hard_talker]

[dude, TMI]

[samson]

Shut up. I don't have them.

[samson]

[don't you judge me, mark]

[molotov]

Stop talking or I am going to fuck you with a shotgun.

[molotov]

Da, you do! No one else would take them, only you would! I will kill you, Samson!

[hard_talker]

[he's not judging you, just keep your girlfriend avay from the wodka next time okay]

Molotov

[assassino]

You are terribly fussy.

And I do not have tiny "anything." Your standards are just skewed terribly by your gigantic husband.

[hard_talker]

But you didn't answer my question.

[and you're totally too drunk to come and find him anyway]