8th

[orangetoughguy]

I promise, I promise.

I won't bite.

[ooc: No "I'm a ___." spoilers or crew doubles please?]

Comments

voice

[wantmetoshoot.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Mr. Orange. If I'd banged my head against the wall and got amnesia, that there would be valuable input.

voice

[orangetoughguy]

What've you been up to instead?

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[wantmetoshoot.livejournal.com]

Taking it up the ass from Mr. White here and his flawless victories in logical deductions.

Least it ain't taking it in the belly. Why, you gonna sound the alarm on me?

voice

[wantmetoshoot.livejournal.com]

Cause I don't like alarms.

voice

[orangetoughguy]

What's the point? There ain't no goin' back and fixin' that fuckin' mess up.

voice

[wantmetoshoot.livejournal.com]

Spoken with the blues of a dying man, Mr. Orange.

[pause]

Which you are.

But least you ain't dead, and you gotta be more grateful for the little things. You don't? You sour up.

voice

[orangetoughguy]

What little things.

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[wantmetoshoot.livejournal.com]

[singsong]

I'm dyiiiiiiing, I'm dyyyyyyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnng...

[back to your scheduled program]

You fucking dead? No, you're not dead, you're here, whining so much I'm wishing I were fucking dead. Now relax.

voice

[wantmetoshoot.livejournal.com]

Everything gonna turn out well.

[...]

Caught a clover in my fruit loops this morning.

voice

[orangetoughguy]

[That's Lucky Charms, asshat. Except....he's not gonna argue.]

You're a one man skirmish but you ain't no one man army, Blonde.

voice

[wantmetoshoot.livejournal.com]

I'm what the drill instructor tells the guys to look under the bed for, that right?

Mr. Orange, you wind up too easy. You're gonna end up like Mr. Pink. You wanna end up like Pink? No one wants to end up like Pink. And that's saying something, cause we'd gotta a fucking time machine and go back to end up like him. You'd say no to a time machine? I would, if it meant waking up to Pink.

Now, cough it up, how we end up in Tijuana?

voice

[orangetoughguy]

I was bleeding all over the motherfuckin' place and you expect me to have that fuckin' answer?

voice

[wantmetoshoot.livejournal.com]

Mr. Orange...

[disappointed sigh]

Life gonna give you all sorts of excuses. I'm not saying dying's no big deal - it's a big deal - I'm not saying that. But how long you gonna let that inconvenience you?

You wake up, you gonna tell your parole guy - I can't go to no work today, I'm dyyyyyyyyyyyyiiiiiiiing? You got some lady with her legs spread - I can't get it up today, I'm dyyyyyyyyiiiiiiiiiiing? Take out the garbage - I can't find the fucking recycle bin, I'm dyyyyyyiiiiiiiiiiiing?

It don't always work.

voice

[orangetoughguy]

[He's gonna lose it soon.]

Fuck you, you scumbag piece of shit.

voice

[wantmetoshoot.livejournal.com]

Mr. Orange, you talk like that in your last moments? You gonna lose your eternal soul.

voice

[orangetoughguy]

Cause tagging civilians ain't no fucking thing is it?

voice

[wantmetoshoot.livejournal.com]

What did I shoot? Your mother? Your sister? Your prison bitch?

You gotta tell us these things before we walk into a place, Mr. Orange. You gotta say, 'My fucking prison bitch's in there, mind your aim.'

voice

[orangetoughguy]

How about my fucking fellow man in the wrong place at the wrong time who didn't deserve the shit you brought to their fucking door for chrissake.

voice

[wantmetoshoot.livejournal.com]

How'bout the loot Pink took off with? Think some guy's not losing his job over that? Some department's losing their job over it. You want to cry me a fucking river over the economy, now?

You kill three, that's three less for competition. You're fixing the job market.