twenty two :: written/dicktated

[i_got_this]

[South's been having a hard time dealing with the loss of a chunk of friends lately, and even after York, Tucker, and Church posed an intervention she was still finding ways of getting into trouble.]

[And then there was this.]

[Prompted by a discussion with Lucrezia about smiley faces, South felt it was on her shoulders to teach the other woman about proper doodling.]

Good Morning Castle Wonderfuck! I gotta gift for you! Enjoy!

Comments

[hatesgoodbyes]

How did you make it through the psych eval?

[i_got_this]

Yeah, I'm not giving you any tips.

[hatesgoodbyes]

Was never an issue for me.

[i_got_this]

Sure 'cause you probably just beat them up if you didn't pass.

dictated

[footnote]

[Aziraphale sincerely hopes that crude name was not the true title for this castle, but at least he can ignore it in favour of the drawings.]

I say, are you an osteologist?

[He thinks those are pictures of human bones.]

dictated

[i_got_this]

[What no these aren't bones at all! But neither does South know what an osteologist is.]

What? No, what the fuck do I care about birds?

Re: dictated

[footnote]

[Bone...rs, perhaps? Aziraphale doesn't approve of such language so, naturally, he conveys this by making his tone as stuffy as possible.]

Who mentioned anything about birds?

dictated

[i_got_this]

[Yes. Yes those bones. And she counters by making her tone as snarky as possible.]

You did. Isn't that was Ostiwhateverology means?

Threadjack, courtesy of Agent South Dakota a few threads down.

[silentrunning]

[Chell looks at the conversation that South had circled. Then humming to herself, she writes and draws the following.]

8::::::::::::D

This is a penis. It is the male sex organ for many creatures.

Welcome to Wonderfuck since I haven't seen you around before.

[Screwing with the stuffed-shirt virgin's head. Accomplished.]

Re: Threadjack, courtesy of Agent South Dakota a few threads down.

[footnote]

[Aziraphale is silent for a moment, before he feels honour bound to speak up. Even in matters of crude behaviour, he can't let ignorance go without trying to help instruct.]

That drawing is hardly accurate of a penis, my dear. If those - 8 - are supposedly the testicles, then the proportional size of the penis itself is vastly incorrect.

Re: Threadjack, courtesy of Agent South Dakota a few threads down.

[silentrunning]

[Chell smirks. Then she wishes up a medical book, and draws, in stunning detail, complete with veins, hair etc, a penis.]

Is this better?

[She writes under it.]

[OOC: Screwing with angels (no pun intended) is absolute fun!]

Dictated

[putuporshutup]

[Actual slow clap]

Nice.

Dictated

[i_got_this]

Yeah? You don't think it's too over the top?

[She's being facetious. She's proud of her dicks.]

5ever

[putuporshutup]

Nah. Although, I feel bad for the little guy on the bottom left.

Dictated

[fairlyclassichim]

Funny, I had a gift like that this morning, too.

Dictated

[i_got_this]

Ah, are you a dick-artist as well?

[fairlyclassichim]

[A cocky laugh] No, but whoever made mine probably was.

[onlyanapple]

[He'll just be....quietly dying inside over Aziraphale's question]

My, a bouquet of cocks. Not what I was expecting when I opened my journal today.

FLOCK OF COCKS!

[i_got_this]

Yeah, you can always count on me!

[What you know that snob?]

[onlyanapple]

[Best friend]

I can. It warms the cockles of my...heart.

[originalcopy]

Way to keep it classy South.

[i_got_this]

I do my best.

[silentrunning]

[Surprised!]

Is that a penis? Ooh!

[And she doodles one in too.]

8::::::::::::::::::::::::::D

[OOC: Since I can't doodle in real life, have an ascii penis.]

[i_got_this]

Yeah, you got it! Go show that stuffed-shirt virgin how it's done!

[South Dakota is, of course, talking about Aziraphale.]

[silentrunning]

[Chell's thinking for a minute.]

Stuffed shirt virgin? What do you mean? Who are you talking about?

[She'll happily show thatoff if you tell her who.]