February 2012
Thor, you on'y like t'ree o' fo' inches taller'n...
thorthemightyone:
Clint is actin' like he's me.
goshilovearrows:
Who lied to you?
Thor, you on'y like t'ree o' fo' inches taller'n...
thorthemightyone:
Twas a jest, my friend.
‘Swhat I t’ought.
Clint is actin' like he's me.
goshilovearrows:
You’re ridiculous. Stop.
What is an O.G?
clonedclaws:
cardsandcapers replied to your post
C’est moi.
Remy. That does not help.
The letters clearly mean something. What do they mean?
Original Gangsta.
noirwidow:
Thank you. It’s the Russian in me.
T’ought it was d’Asgardian.
Thor, you on'y like t'ree o' fo' inches taller'n...
thorthemightyone:
Life is no game, Remy LeBeau. I do what I must to keep peace and order upon this realm and all others. There is no time for jests. There is no time for games. I must serve and protect above all else. E’ery word must be accounted for in preserving the harmony of Midgard.
Life’s too short ta not goof off.
noirwidow:
cardsandcapers:
noirwidow:
Oh my god. Maybe you’re getting old.
You like twice my age.
Shut up.
Jes’ sayin. Look good fo’ eighty.
Thor, you on'y like t'ree o' fo' inches taller'n...
thorthemightyone:
Please refrain doing so… I shall just have to take your word.
God, you take e’eryt’in’ I say so seriously.
Clint is actin' like he's me.
goshilovearrows:
Pfft. I don’t need your approval anyway.
Ain’ authentic if it ain’ come wit’ d’Remy LeBeau seal o’ approval.
O.G. bitch.
noirwidow:
Oh my god. Maybe you’re getting old.
You like twice my age.
Clint is actin' like he's me.
goshilovearrows:
cardsandcapers:
goshilovearrows:
Me. We’ve always known that.
Yeah, right.
Why’s everyone in such denial?
Too small an’ squirrely t’be d’alpha, Clint.
Thor, you on'y like t'ree o' fo' inches taller'n...
thorthemightyone:
Remy, I suppose I simply cannot compare. Your long, thin rod, to my mighty hammer.
Odin’ beard.
I’ll drop ‘em. I don’ give no shit.
Clint is actin' like he's me.
goshilovearrows:
Me. We’ve always known that.
Yeah, right.
noirwidow:
You’re a star, Remy.
Burned bright an’ long, if’n I recall correctly.
Gentleman,
goshilovearrows:
My arrow is far more superior than your hammer and rod. So stop embarrassing yourselves.
You was sayin’?
Clint is actin' like he's me.
goshilovearrows:
I don’t have one.
Good! So now dat we know who d’alpha male is…
Someone say hungry?
noirwidow:
cardsandcapers:
noirwidow:
Of course it is. I said it.
Love ya, Nat Ass.
I love you too.
Course you do.
noirwidow:
There you go.
Thor, you on'y like t'ree o' fo' inches taller'n...
thorthemightyone:
I could make a jest of my hammer and manhood, but let us just leave it at that, hm?
Please.
My rod longer’n yo’ hammer.
noirwidow:
cardsandcapers replied to your post
Which t’ing you say what we talkin’ bout?
It doesn’t take that much thinking. You’ll figure it out.
Jes’ makin’ sure I had d’right time in mind. Hotel. Tux. Yeah
Clint is actin' like he's me.
goshilovearrows:
Someone say hungry?
noirwidow:
Of course it is. I said it.
Love ya, Nat Ass.
Someone say hungry?
noirwidow:
It means more coming from me than the whole world.
Ain’ dat d’truth?
Thor, you on'y like t'ree o' fo' inches taller'n...
thorthemightyone:
Pardon?
I ain’ stutter.
1 tag
Clint is actin' like he's me.
goshilovearrows:
Big deal!
Yes, I am! T’ank you fo’ noticin’.
Someone say hungry?
noirwidow:
You’re the best, Remfuck.
I know dat. Whole world know dat.
Thor, you on'y like t'ree o' fo' inches taller'n...
thorthemightyone:
Still taller than thee, none the less.
On’y in height.
Someone say hungry?
noirwidow:
You can come with me. Since you’re the clothes police.
I know I can always count on you.
Guuuuurl, you know it.
Fo’e’er.
Clint is actin' like he's me.
goshilovearrows:
Don’t even go there.
Plus, my eyes get me shit.
Thor, you on'y like t'ree o' fo' inches taller'n...
Someone say hungry?
noirwidow:
Maybe I’ll go shop for something less revealing.
Yeah, Remy. I know, don’t go running off anywhere. I might need you soon.
Good. I’ll even pay.
A’right, sound like a plan.
Clint is actin' like he's me.
goshilovearrows:
Arguably being Clint Barton is better.
My name is exotic. Yo’ name is one letter off from bein’ hilarious.
Clint is actin' like he's me.
goshilovearrows:
No need for jealous, Remy. There’s enough to go around.
Oh, don’ gimme dat face, Clint. ‘Sokay, not e’eryone c’n be Remy LeBeau.
What up, Thor?
thorthemightyone:
Aye. That is to which I speak, my friend.
Well, Utopia’s Utopia. Small, startin’a smell a bit cuz I don’ t’ink Logan bathes regularly.
An’ d’Mansion is d’Mansion. Biggish, startin’a smell a bit cuz I don’ t’ink Logan bathes regularly.
Someone say hungry?
noirwidow:
I hate turtlenecks.
A lot of things, and that’s putting it mildly.
I know.
Well, you need ta talk, you know how ta find me.
Clint is actin' like he's me.
goshilovearrows:
Have you not seen my face?
‘Sa’right.
What up, Thor?
thorthemightyone:
Then I am glad I am not alone. How is e’erthing there, might I inquire? Odin’s beard, tis been many months since I had been myself.
Where, d’island o’ d’o’erglorified house?
Clint is actin' like he's me.
‘Scute.
Someone say hungry?
noirwidow:
No.
I’ve been better, you know? Probably going to head out on another mission to keep my head clear, who knows.
Mebbe a turtleneck.
Wha’s on yo’ mind?
What up, Thor?
thorthemightyone:
You speak of the Avengers Mansion? I know not what goes on there, rarely do I find myself in it. Tis usually my home or SHIELD. My word. That is quite… pathetic of me…
Eh, not really. I’m usually at d’Mansion o’ on Utopia.
Someone say hungry?
noirwidow:
Can’t help it. And hey, Remy.
Higher cut shirts.
How you be?
Someone say hungry?
noirwidow:
cardsandcapers:
I’m always hungry.
Always spillin’ out yo’ shirt, too, but hey.
What up, Thor?
thorthemightyone:
She seems well enough, though something pestered her. She said tis nothing to make note of, so I only wish to make her comfortable in light company. [shrugs]
Makes sense, I guess. How’s t’ings at d’mansion?
What up, Thor?
thorthemightyone:
cardsandcapers:
thorthemightyone replied to your post: Mo’nin’.
Hail Remy!
Just watching a movie with my love. Though, tis a rather dull day. [shrugs]
Li’l bit, yeah. How she doin’?
Someone say hungry?
What up, Thor?
thorthemightyone replied to your post: Mo’nin’.
Hail Remy!
Mo'nin'.
When the jokes all over
takepryde:
Kitty gave him a hard look and sighed. “Hey, it isn’t all your fault. If everything was your fault we’d need to have a long talk about what happened to Logan and I in Japan back when I was 14. But it’s not and that shall never be discussed. Don’t be so hard on yourself. At least you’re trying to make up for your past mistakes.” She sighed and pushed her now empty bowl away from her...
When the jokes all over
takepryde:
Kitty smiled and laughed, nodding in agreement about the mission. “Sounds like a good plan.” Their food arrived and Kitty immediately took a spoonful of her soup, reveling in the warmth it provided. She tuned back in to what Remy was saying absentmindedly, rolling her eyes at him. “Of course you take credit, wouldn’t expect it any other way.”
She wasn’t sure if this is where she...