"Aight, that's it! Your getting another bloody drink!"
"In your face."
"I'd be quiet if i were you, Nolegs. Isaac's reaching for his glass cannon."
"You know what, s- censored?! censored.mp3 it! censored. it, i'm splitting the drink with you two! Go f- censored yourself!"
Jacob: "Isaac, wait!"
"What? What the censored did i do?!"
Esau: "Look at what you did! You know what this means?"
Both: "It means that-"
"Nolegs"
"F- censored"
"WINS!"
"censored YEA IT DOES!" Nolegs then god damn flips the table.
Willow gets up and walks over to Nolegs. "hi. I was wondering if we could be friends?"
The young prince would enter the tavern. He carried with him an axe made from bone and mummified flesh. He stopped and an eerie grin crept across his pale sickly-looking features before he plopped down and set his axe beside himself. His eyes scanned the different people and he watched the door and waited for his twin brother. He ran a single hand through his black hair. His lips would part slightly to expose his teeth which were unnaturally filed into sharp points.
Another prince followed suit shortly after. He had with him a sword which was so bright that it had a false ethereal glow to it. He seemed more bright and cheery than his brother and his smile that was on his almost ivory-complected face seemed to exude his gentleness. He finally saw his brother and he hurriedly went to sit down beside him. He brushed his silver locks out of his face.
Monika just sat in the corner quietly. All her weapons were on the table. She stared at the weapons. then at her hands. After her small session of introspection, she looked around the bar.
“Ugh. Royalty. It makes Anschluss look good.”
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