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[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[a certain someone has invoked the wrath of the prettiest the best one Rozen Maiden. as such, she has made up signs.

like this one:



fear her wrath]

This is a horrible man, desu! Everyone on the Plane should definitely ignore him! [stamps her foot] He's mean, desu!


[that's what he gets for calling -her- a robot, damnit!]

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[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

I've seen heart-eating monsters cuter than you are.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[nnnnnnnnngh aims a kick to his shin]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[I hope you like getting zapped, desu girl, because it seems to be an instinctive thing. It's not much more than touching a doorknob after running across carpet, but it's still there.

Also, shins. Ow. Axel staggers! But he still has a smartass remark.]

So-- what's your plan? Smother me with petticoats? Kill me by making me laugh at your silly hat?

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

My hat is not silly, desu!

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

It so is.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

You're silly!

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Waahh waahh waaaaahhhh. I'm a creepy little doll with a speech impediment. Worship me.

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[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

You ... you...!

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

You're horrible, desu!

1/3

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[... oh god. Not the puppy eyes. Resist... RESIST!]

2/3

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[trolls remorse

trolls remorse

TROLLS REMORSE]

3/3

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Sorry, did you say something? All I heard was this high pitched whining noise.

[Okay, that's better.]

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[THERE IS NO RESISTING]

D-do you hate me, desu...?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[He'll just use her face as an armrest, then. Though she's a bit short. Maybe a palm-rest.] I was talking to someone. But where could she have gone? Gee, I wonder.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[osubdgobsg SHIN KICK]

I HATE YOU, DESU!

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[ahjdkljadlf he can't help but laugh, even though that hurts.]

I-I'm crying. On the inside. In my dark little-- [SNORT] -- corner.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[AXEL YOU ARE HORRIBLE I love you]

Nnnnngh you're just as bad as that other spiky-haired human!

[disappears, reappears with scissors]

I'll fix it for you, desu!

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Oh no. It's on now.]

You don't want to do that.

[His grin turns a bit mean, and suddenly HIS WHOLE BODY IS ON FIRE.

Holy shit, Axel.]

Is it hot in here or is it just me?

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[!!!!!]

F-fire! Keep it away, desu!

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Put the scissors down and no silly hats get hurt.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[shakes, but does as he asks, glaring]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Axel extinguishes himself without effort.]

I take my hair very seriously.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

Y-yes well! You shouldn't try and ruin other people's things, either! [her dress is very important to her, after all D:]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

It was self-defense! Unless you mean the zapping thing. I have no idea where that came from, I swear.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

You're still mean.