33 - Armed To The Teeth Against Love

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What the hell is this?!!

[ The impressive shout emerges, not from a man, but a teddy-bear. Lying on the pavement, kicking his tiny arms and legs feebly. Hi, Karl. ]

Of all the pathetic, worthless, idiotic -- !

[ A stream of profanities. Such a mouth Mr. Teddy has. Not PG-rated at all. ]

[OOC: Karl is a teddy-bear. Lol. Have at him! ]

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[ It may yet come to that. It's Karl. Violence is a staple of his everyday diet. He scowls ferociously at Liam. ]

[ Or he would, if his face weren't fluff and buttons. ]

You must be joking.

[ Karl is a cactus. A prickly, sulky, bitey cactus. NO HUGGING. ]

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[ his lips twitch ever so slightly as he stares straight ahead ]

I hate to inform you, Mr. Karl, but I never joke. [ it was practically beaten out of him as a little kid. Being the brunt of practical joke after practical joke relieves one of that particular malady ]