Okay, so...

[xp_roulette]

Hypothetically speaking, in the broadest, most hypothetical terms, what would be the easiest way to dispose of a body? If I were to, you know, hypothetically end the life of someone who decided to "accidentally" step on my foot during Ballet 2. Really really hard. With their street shoes.

"Oh, I'm sorry Jennie! I didn't SEE you there! Is your toe okay? Wouldn't want you to miss ANY MORE class!"

Prima donna bitches.

Comments

[x-icarus.livejournal.com]

Rawr. retract those claws. Too sharp.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Considering you posess more estrogen than me lad, I would not cast stones.

[x-icarus.livejournal.com]

You did not just call me a girl...

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Oh I didn't, but if you want to project, go right ahead.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Feed them to a pack of dinosaurs.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

are there any dinosaurs even left?

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Um. I dunno - some of them were at the zoo, but they were little ones, and I dunno how long those live.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Well, they did almost eat Forge. That's encouraging.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Is it one of those skinny "I had a tic tac and now I have to purge" chicks? Because I think we'd have to get the dinos two of them. Don't want hungy dinos.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Ah yes, the anorexic barbie dolls that are my nemesis. They had the nerve to tell me I was "too tall" to try out for the spring dance show.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Puhlease.

You want I should come be scary at them? That'd be fun. I could donate to Marius again and we can be your crazy fangy werewolf boyfriends who eat the flesh of the skinny.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

This is where I will steal Marius's "Oi!" exclamation of indignation.

I was rather attached to those particular areas of skin and subcutaneous tissue, you know. Even with almost three years to heal, bite scars itch.

[x-sanfuaiyaa.livejournal.com]

Cremate and scatter the ashes?

Hypothetically...

[x-wolverine.livejournal.com]

From behind, a single knife swipe to open the carotid and jugular. Keep the subject facing away from you to minimize blood spatter. Once the subject exsanguinates, dispose of by any one of a number of means depending on available materials and how pressed you are for time.

Re: Hypothetically...

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Dispose of, not create.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Nah, I'm sure I can handle this on my own. besides, having my "husband" and "boyfriend" show up would just give them additional fodder. Instead of just being fat, I'll also be a whore.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Exactly, therefore when I feed these girls to the dinos, it will hurt. A lot.

You didn't think I was happy you almost got eaten, did you? I gave myself a friggin migraine trying to look for you. I'm wounded.

Re: Hypothetically...

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

....can you be any more creepy?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Are you volunteering?

Re: Hypothetically...

[x-wolverine.livejournal.com]

Hey, you're the one asking about how to off your classmates. That was just the easiest way for someone like you to off someone like them. Simple, efficient, and it doesn't require a lot of strength.

But yes. I can be a lot more creepy. Want to go hunting sometime?

[x-sanfuaiyaa.livejournal.com]

No. But sometimes even the best of us lose control and set things on fire. Whoops.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

I was told there was a little dance and a chorus of "Yay now I get his parking space".

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Uh, yeah, no. I rather like my friends alive and breathing, it's that little weird thing that I have, remember?

Re: Hypothetically...

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

I'm perfectly capable of offing my own classmates without help, thankyou.

You, on the other hand, cannot seem to grasp the concept of "only kidding"

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

You never let me have any fun!

And seriously, WTF is up with chicks who think chicks with boobs are fat? Cluephone, stupid skinny chicks, GUYS LIKE BOOBS.

Jesus Christ. Someone needs to make a PSA or something.