Late Night Chats

Owiber: the hunger… it beckons…
Stab you so much: I bet it does
Owiber: bloooooood
Stab you so much: Ooh, I’m always up for that!
Stab you so much: You aiming for some nice juicy harlots, or just whoever happens to be around?
Owiber: Andrew is sleeping
Stab you so much: Ahh, excellent. Is his blood clean, though? I mean, he IS Indian
Owiber: might give it flavor
Stab you so much: True
Stab you so much: Has the deed been done yet?
Owiber: well, I put up an image with our convo on oliverweb
Owiber: that’s about it
Stab you so much: Aww, good enough
Stab you so much: Then Andrew shall know the fate that awaits him, and his heart shall quiver with fear

TeknoJunichiro: poo head
Auto response from Owiber: exist oliver where oliver is studying logic
Owiber: you’re a poo head
TeknoJunichiro: nope
TeknoJunichiro: you are
Owiber: butthead
TeknoJunichiro: monkey face
Owiber: I’m… hungry
Owiber: HUNGER
TeknoJunichiro: hungry for loving

aoushi: think destiny
aoushi: lol
Owiber: aha!
Owiber: someday
aoushi: she’ll be coming around the mountain when she comes…
Owiber: my wife will be the defender of the universe
aoushi: Whoa, I won’t go that far
Owiber: like Voltron
aoushi: ugh, you destroyed my romantic thoughts
aoushi: I’m going to bed