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10-18-2016, 02:47 PM
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SHIDA
Here I am, minding my own fucking business when everyone just goes all Pied Piper and runs to the fucking islands. Oh but Shida, where have you been? We've missed you this season on Days of Helovia. Well kitten, let me tell you. Not everyone is a main character, and if my ass showed up in every one of your damn scenes, you'd just be so wowed and overcome by my graceful and poetic nature that nothing would get done around this place. So sometimes I just got to set my ass aside and let others have the spotlight every now and then. You know, be all gracious and shit. But anyway, neither Princess nor I (listen to me, nor I, fucking Shakespeare over here) , could resist following this little lemming parade (now I know what you're gonna say, But Shida, doesn't that make you a lemming too? and the answer is no it damn doesn't, because you see, lemmings don't know they're being lemmings. Knowledge is power, kids). So now here we are, watching some monster from the blue lagoon fucking pop out of the water. Kisa-what? Pretty sure he said Casanova. Now he's asking for help and bitches are muttering about it, and I'm just really wishing I had stayed back in the Throat where it was warm and where water monsters weren't handing out chore lists. I looked at Princess, Princess looked at me, and we both smirked and shook our heads. "Fucking classic." I sneered at the hellhound, who nodded in agreement. Fucking classic Helovia, with monsters (or Gods or whatever) just popping up and delegating tasks and these bitches just going along with it. Enjoy losers. Shida's got some margaritas to make.  |
