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[karlsefni]

"Fuck'm I s'sposed to do with th—krrttkkkckkskhkhhhhhhh"

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House 1464	Speed Dial
N/A aaaaaaaaall byyyyyyyyyy myseeeeeeeeeeeelf

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[karlsefni]

Best not to know. [i mean he could probably actually strangle an alligator if he really wanted to.]

[steppping inside, with a shrug] Nah. Couldn't pierce the skin, I stabbed 'm before then.

[badbreak]

Lemme see better, stop swingin' it around.

[pushes some shit off of the living room table onto the floor]

[here, here]

[karlsefni]

[so you mean

drop the gator on the living room table, right]

[badbreak]

[absolutely]

Holy shiiiiiit.

[karlsefni]

It's just a baby. [why are you so enthused by this.]

[badbreak]

Seriously? It's huge! The mom might take revenge. Animals are crazy fuckin' territorial...

[touching the alligator carefully, and then less carefully lol it's totally dead, looks inside its mouth]

[karlsefni]

If she's still alive. [olololo]

[badbreak]

You're gonna finish the job?

[pulling at its limbs now, fucking with its tail, wow this is so cool]

[karlsefni]

Tried to, got one in but it wasn't deep enough. Fucker slid away with my knife. [eh, whatever, who am i to tell you not to play with your food.]

If it's still alive, it doesn't have a high chance of livin' much longer.

[badbreak]

We should go look for it later. You're actually gonna try ta eat this, ain't you?

[he's almost marveling at the idea]

[karlsefni]

What else'm I supposed to do with it, make necklaces out of its teeth and stare at it until the maggots eat it up?

[badbreak]

What parts can ya even eat... m'gonna get another knife or eight.

[he sits up, running to the kitchen]

[karlsefni]

Muscle, fat, stuff that ain't the guts. [yeah ok you do that, i'm gonna extract my knife from its skull.]

[badbreak]

[comes back with two extra knives and a cleaver, dropping them on the table and floor]

Can I keep the jaws?

[karlsefni]

[yes, because that's how you're supposed to handle knives. he's already flipped the gator over, exposing its underbelly, but he gives badou a look.]

Sure, I guess.

[badbreak]

Cool.

[wait for Thorfinn to do something because he has no idea where to start]

[karlsefni]

[yeah, ok. he's gonna take the cleaver and whack at the neck until the head comes off \o/ ps that's blood right there]

[badbreak]

[holy shit this is gruesome as hell]

[just sort of hovering excitedly, watching]

Jesus christ -- waah, gusher --

[karlsefni]

[yes you do that, he's going to start making a long cut across this belly and pulling the hide off, to show off the tender belly.]

. . .

Hey, how does that "oven" work.

[badbreak]

Eh? Ya ain't cooked nothin' in one before? It ain't hard.

[whoah gross what the fuck]

Want me ta turn it on?

[karlsefni]

Mm. [sliiiccccceeee] Get it ready, I'm taking the meat out.

[badbreak]

Huh? You're gonna throw a alligator inta the oven?!

[karlsefni]

She bitched when I made a fire!

[badbreak]

Who?

[he's making his was over to the kitchen now, staring at the dial on the oven and wondering what the fuck pre-heat setting alligator gets]

[karlsefni]

That. . . [what's her name.] The woman, you know the one.