Post by SwitchBack on Sept 10, 2009 13:34:53 GMT -5
On the roof of OCW HQ ...
WP: Ahh ... the Maidens are great, aren't they, Renegade?
Renegade, who has been absent-mindedly sipping from a juice box up until this point, gives his friend an incredulous look.
R: Eh?
Warren smiles pleasantly to himself as he watches a group of Maidens training down on the field. He mentally notes every bounce and jiggle of the breasts he catches sight of. He licks his lips with noticeable lust, and a shiver suddenly crawls up Renegade's spine. Just what is going on in his friend's head at the moment?
WP: ... Well?
Apparently Warren is expecting Renegade to answer his question.
R: Uh.
Renegade pauses for a second, trying to make it seem like he has been busy thinking it over in the last minute.
R: Yeah ... the Maidens ... the Maidens are great ...
Warren clasps his hands tightly together and closes his eyes as images of beautiful, fair maidens fill his mind.
WP: Yes ... the Maidens are most certainly nature's greatest gift to humanity. They're all so lovely. Especially Trish. She's not only amazingly beautiful, but strong-willed and deadly. It's a perfect combo. Tiffany is great, too. She's like a little porcelain doll, so pretty and delicate. Belle definitely seems like the perfect girl to go to if you want to try out some alternative ways of having sex, too. Ooh ... they're all just so wonderful ... I really want a harem now ... I would definitely treat them much better than any of the others around here, that's for sure ... oh, I get goosebumps just thinking about it ...
Chuckling under his breath, Renegade shakes his head in amazement.
R: Wow... heh heh heh...
WP: Hmm?
Warren opens his eyes.
WP: What is it?
R: I never knew you were such a pervert ...
Renegade murmurs, barely able to hide the smile on his face. Warren gasps, his entire face lighting up as red as a tomato.
WP: I ... I AM NOT A PERVERT! DON'T SAY SUCH THINGS!!!
R: Ha ha ha ... and you're still as conceited as ever, too ...
WP: H-HEY!!!!
Suddenly, Warren kicks the juice box out of Renegade's hands, and it flies over the railing and down into the shrubbery below. Renegade is horrified beyond comprehension. It was red apple juice.
R: Ahh ... ahh ... ahh ...
Letting out an annoyed 'humph', Warren storms off, leaving poor Renegade to stare at his now-empty hands, completely speechless.
WP: Ahh ... the Maidens are great, aren't they, Renegade?
Renegade, who has been absent-mindedly sipping from a juice box up until this point, gives his friend an incredulous look.
R: Eh?
Warren smiles pleasantly to himself as he watches a group of Maidens training down on the field. He mentally notes every bounce and jiggle of the breasts he catches sight of. He licks his lips with noticeable lust, and a shiver suddenly crawls up Renegade's spine. Just what is going on in his friend's head at the moment?
WP: ... Well?
Apparently Warren is expecting Renegade to answer his question.
R: Uh.
Renegade pauses for a second, trying to make it seem like he has been busy thinking it over in the last minute.
R: Yeah ... the Maidens ... the Maidens are great ...
Warren clasps his hands tightly together and closes his eyes as images of beautiful, fair maidens fill his mind.
WP: Yes ... the Maidens are most certainly nature's greatest gift to humanity. They're all so lovely. Especially Trish. She's not only amazingly beautiful, but strong-willed and deadly. It's a perfect combo. Tiffany is great, too. She's like a little porcelain doll, so pretty and delicate. Belle definitely seems like the perfect girl to go to if you want to try out some alternative ways of having sex, too. Ooh ... they're all just so wonderful ... I really want a harem now ... I would definitely treat them much better than any of the others around here, that's for sure ... oh, I get goosebumps just thinking about it ...
Chuckling under his breath, Renegade shakes his head in amazement.
R: Wow... heh heh heh...
WP: Hmm?
Warren opens his eyes.
WP: What is it?
R: I never knew you were such a pervert ...
Renegade murmurs, barely able to hide the smile on his face. Warren gasps, his entire face lighting up as red as a tomato.
WP: I ... I AM NOT A PERVERT! DON'T SAY SUCH THINGS!!!
R: Ha ha ha ... and you're still as conceited as ever, too ...
WP: H-HEY!!!!
Suddenly, Warren kicks the juice box out of Renegade's hands, and it flies over the railing and down into the shrubbery below. Renegade is horrified beyond comprehension. It was red apple juice.
R: Ahh ... ahh ... ahh ...
Letting out an annoyed 'humph', Warren storms off, leaving poor Renegade to stare at his now-empty hands, completely speechless.
