[Event post]

[token_l]

*Yasu's in the park, sittin' on a bench, eating chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. A pint of it to be exact. She's also throwing out some bread crumbs to a bunch of birds...and grabbing a hand full to eat, herself.

Come bother this TOTALLY attractive young lady.*

Comments

[token_l]

Wait, really? I know a succubus with huge knockers!

[beastkingnaoma]

"Maybe it's the same succubus with huge knockers."

[token_l]

Well the succubus with huge knockers I'm talking about is my ex-girlfriend so...this would be awkward if so.

[beastkingnaoma]

"What, your ex owning a gentleman's club? I don't think she dances."

[token_l]

I guess there are more awkward factors to my relationship with my ex girlfriend considering she has sex just for her survival.

*What an awful love life.*

[beastkingnaoma]

"Oh come on, that wouldn't really be awkward until she tries putting a condiment on you."

[token_l]

What the hell is it with you people and cannibal jokes?!

[beastkingnaoma]

"..Who else made a cannibal joke? Also it was more in reference to the sex as food thing."

[token_l]

...Oh, that makes sense. Well, it was this girl named Saiga. She was just messing with me, but still, you can never be too sure with this city. Anything's possible.

[beastkingnaoma]

"Well one of my exes was the vessel of an ancient sumerian god, yeah."

[token_l]

...I...I'm sorry to hear that? Ice cream for your baggage?

*Holds out the pint, with spoon. This chick is weird.*

[beastkingnaoma]

"No it's fine I blew a giant hole in the god and then.. she.. kinda dumped me."

He sulks.

[token_l]

I know how it feels, buddy. I've been the dumper, but also the dumpee...it sucks. Especially in the context of some strange supernatural, cardgame-related situation.

*She pulls a can of beer out from the bread crumbs...*

Beer?

[beastkingnaoma]

"...You go ahead. I'm sort of uh. A lightweight."

[token_l]

...

*Looks up and down at Jinn, estimating his size.*

...Really? A big guy like you? Lightweight?

[beastkingnaoma]

He's at least 190 pounds and around 6'2.

"Well I never really drank...also I was like 5'5 until I was 18.."

[token_l]

...Ah. Apologies then. Alcohol, and now food, are both my outlets for stress...more for me!

*She pours the beer in her ice cream. She is quite the lady, yes.*

I understand about the whole being dumped thing. That ex-girlfriend? I was the idiot who dumped her because I couldn't handle her being a succubus and having to sleep with others in order to live. It's heavy stuff...but she's with someone better now.

[beastkingnaoma]

"I got dumped because...I don't even know why. I think she wanted to become an emu farmer or something. Did you just pour that beer into the ice cream."

[token_l]

Yes, I did. It's like a root beer float, but better. I ain't gettin' any skinnier here so, why not?

Sometimes there's just no rhyme or reason to break ups...it's a cruel and sick world. This is why I can't get myself to commit to a relationship, there's so much room for hurt feelings and I just can't deal with those anymore.

*Eats her beer / ice cream mixture. Lovely.*

[beastkingnaoma]

"I re-iterate my point that you aren't fat.

...Well, yeah, those suck, but at the same time I feel like the good parts make up for the bad parts. Sometimes."

[token_l]

And I reiterate my point that we see fat in different ways.

...Yeah, sometimes. I think the worst part about it is since I can't get into a real relationship, I sleep around with strangers instead. Isn't that just...awful...

*...sulks and eats.*

[beastkingnaoma]

"Yes. In the manner that I only see fat that's. Actually there?

I have to actively try not to sleep with anything I can. Any girl thing I can, I mean."

[token_l]

Oh, it's there. You're not looking hard enough. Do I need to put your face in it?

You're better than me, man...I mean, in the last couple of weeks, I haven't gotten much. No one wants to do it with a whale.

[beastkingnaoma]

"That might help.

You aren't a whale. Do you want to see some heavier girls? Cause I know some."

[token_l]

You really want me to shove your face into my stomach fat? It might engulf you whole or something.

If you're going to pull out a mirror, I'm going to punch you. But yes. I do.