Post by Donzig on Jul 10, 2023 20:47:04 GMT -5
Come on, baby (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, take my hand (don't fear the reaper)
We'll be able to fly (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, I'm your man
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity (Romeo and Juliet)
40, 000 men and women everyday (like Romeo and Juliet)
40, 000 men and women everyday (redefine happiness)
Another 40, 000 coming everyday (we can be like they are)...
Boredom.
Donzig was bored, then again he was always bored. He swept into the brightly lit gaudy bar bathed in neon, and ran his fingers through his beard with a faint frown. A few patrons seemed to recognize him, and exchanged panicked looks as he stomped towards the bar. He slapped his hand down on it, scowling.
‘Kirin Light.’
The bartender nodded, and slid a bottle over as Donzig nodded. Then he leaned back against the bar, nodding to the song blasting from the stage. And then he blinked, he felt eyes on him before he shrugged. His head turning to look at the man staring at him, his face was white as a ghost. His eyes huge behind his glasses, and he stammered wordlessly.
Why did this guy seem familiar? Donzig tilted his head, and the man nearly screamed before he ran off through the bar.
A grunt, and then he took a swallow of beer as he felt the Scourge stir in his mind. That dry whispering voice stirring before he took another swallow of beer.
Then a shirt flew past his head, and a voice rang out.
‘Alright, Donzig! You want to come in here looking for trouble? Fine! You aren’t going to menace my man like that!’
Donzig turned to see a shirtless man glaring at him, and the other man stood behind him with a hand on his bare shoulder. His head tilted again, and the pair jerked backwards before he winced a hand pressing to his temple.
‘Joffrey!’
That made the shirtless man jerk backwards, looking for something to grab as the other darted behind a table. Donzig shook his head, taking a long swallow of beer before he wiped a hand through his beard.
‘I don’t need your fucking help, you goddamned lunatic!’
‘Um, are you okay?’ asked the shirtless man.
Donzig’ eyes narrowed, and the Scourge howled in his mind again. A litany of curses, and bloody threats before he waved the bottle.
‘Have we met?’
‘What? You tried to kill me for like a month last year, remember?’
Donzig sighed.
‘You have absolutely no idea how little that narrows it down, man.’
‘Jeffrey Viper! And this is Dave.’ Donzig blinked, and his head started to tilt before Jeffrey Viper waved his hands. ‘Could you not do that, it’s unsettling.’
A grunt.
‘Listen, I am going through a transitional period. Armand stole Donzig-gun, and the Scourge seems to be in some existential crisis. So frankly, fuck it do you want a beer?’
Viper stared, looking back at Dave who shrugged before Donzig threw his shirt back at him.
Baby, take my hand (don't fear the reaper)
We'll be able to fly (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, I'm your man
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity (Romeo and Juliet)
40, 000 men and women everyday (like Romeo and Juliet)
40, 000 men and women everyday (redefine happiness)
Another 40, 000 coming everyday (we can be like they are)...
Boredom.
Donzig was bored, then again he was always bored. He swept into the brightly lit gaudy bar bathed in neon, and ran his fingers through his beard with a faint frown. A few patrons seemed to recognize him, and exchanged panicked looks as he stomped towards the bar. He slapped his hand down on it, scowling.
‘Kirin Light.’
The bartender nodded, and slid a bottle over as Donzig nodded. Then he leaned back against the bar, nodding to the song blasting from the stage. And then he blinked, he felt eyes on him before he shrugged. His head turning to look at the man staring at him, his face was white as a ghost. His eyes huge behind his glasses, and he stammered wordlessly.
Why did this guy seem familiar? Donzig tilted his head, and the man nearly screamed before he ran off through the bar.
A grunt, and then he took a swallow of beer as he felt the Scourge stir in his mind. That dry whispering voice stirring before he took another swallow of beer.
Then a shirt flew past his head, and a voice rang out.
‘Alright, Donzig! You want to come in here looking for trouble? Fine! You aren’t going to menace my man like that!’
Donzig turned to see a shirtless man glaring at him, and the other man stood behind him with a hand on his bare shoulder. His head tilted again, and the pair jerked backwards before he winced a hand pressing to his temple.
‘Joffrey!’
That made the shirtless man jerk backwards, looking for something to grab as the other darted behind a table. Donzig shook his head, taking a long swallow of beer before he wiped a hand through his beard.
‘I don’t need your fucking help, you goddamned lunatic!’
‘Um, are you okay?’ asked the shirtless man.
Donzig’ eyes narrowed, and the Scourge howled in his mind again. A litany of curses, and bloody threats before he waved the bottle.
‘Have we met?’
‘What? You tried to kill me for like a month last year, remember?’
Donzig sighed.
‘You have absolutely no idea how little that narrows it down, man.’
‘Jeffrey Viper! And this is Dave.’ Donzig blinked, and his head started to tilt before Jeffrey Viper waved his hands. ‘Could you not do that, it’s unsettling.’
A grunt.
‘Listen, I am going through a transitional period. Armand stole Donzig-gun, and the Scourge seems to be in some existential crisis. So frankly, fuck it do you want a beer?’
Viper stared, looking back at Dave who shrugged before Donzig threw his shirt back at him.