Summary for NeS1 Post 839 will go here.
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(ooc: Sure, I'll compliment you TLTE, but first you have to pay me the required amount of cash, like all the other writers do.)
*Otter the Writer sits bored at a prison cell with conditions that would be considered inhumane for laboratory rats. The cell is dirty enough to give Janitor Bob a heart attack. A disembodied skull with missing teeth lies next to the stone bed with nails sticking out of it. Otter's only company is Butch. He is an ugly evil fat man who by the look of his face, shaves with a weedwacker. He looks like he is about as intelligent as a waste treatment plant, but smells worse. Otter tries to be neighborly and make conversation with Butch*
Otter: So, Butch, what do you do for a living?
Butch: KILL...
Otter: Oh. Heh heh. Right. Uh... I guess I could start a good friendly discussion. How do you lean pollitically... are you a Republican or a Democrat?
Butch: KILL...
Otter: Oh... a Libertarian! So... How bout' those Mariners? They played pretty well against the Yankee's considering...
Butch: KILL...
Otter: Yes, they did get beat pretty bad. I'm bored... do you wanna play a game of UNO?
Butch: KILL...
Otter: Okay. I didn't bring my cards anyway. Say... you look familiar. Oh! You're Butchie! The kid who used to beat me up in the third grade! The kid who tried to cheat off my tests! The kid who I got sent to Juvie because I told on him because of the... *urk*
*Butch grabs Otter by the neck with one vise-like hand and presses him to the stone wall.*
*Will Otters conversational skills be enough to get him out of this latest predicament? Or will he have to finally use his long lost Eastern Martial Art Skills? The only way to find out is to tune in next time to THE NEVERENDING STORY!. Or I suppose you could just ask him*