wanted a serious title but i'm wondering which of them is shrek and which is donkey (we know)

[brokeassgoing]

Continued from all this beauty

[He's had a pretty hard time stumbling around after his injury...but that doesn't really stop him. Whiny as he is, Badou had too much to do. Sure, he'd stayed mostly at home these past few days, but he's been very busy. No laying around, no unconsciousness for too long.

He's been developing the film he'd taken during the last job, carefully cultivated in the darkness of his nasty little bathroom, the chemicals would sting his nose if he wasn't used to this already.

So it's no surprise he's been so focused he's forgotten to do some stuff around the place, lately. And will probably not notice a new visitor in the form of his little old man buddy, either.]

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[brokeassgoing]

Screw you, you bitch! You're through with him, you've had your fun, it's time to go change your granny panties and rest up for tomorrow.

[its that woman, isn't it]

[queenofswag]

I'm not done with him until he's dead. If I'm feeling generous, I may let his siblings have his corpse...what's left of it at least.

[brokeassgoing]

If you kill him, what'll you do then? You really think you'd be able to have as much fun without torturing him? You'd be so bored. So let him go.

[queenofswag]

Que sera, sera, all good things must come to an end. Besides he's in the hands of professionals, unlike the amateurs that I paid to work you over. They are being so much more thorough as per my instructions.

[brokeassgoing]

From what I know about you, you're not happy to just let him go like that. A plaything? One that's worked so well all this time? Nah. No way.

But good to know I have you to thank for my tlc.

[queenofswag]

D'awww, you are desperate to get some sort of assurance, aren't you? He's getting everything that is owed to him and then some.

You're quite welcome. It was my pleasure.

[brokeassgoing]

No, I'm just trying to talk logic with a lady as crazy as a bag of squirrels.

When I see you I'm gonna mess you up real good. Just to return the favor.

[queenofswag]

Adorable, you really think you are so witty.

You really do dream big, don't you? I will say you got a lot of bravado. It's endearing even. I think I see why Five likes you.

[brokeassgoing]

I don't. But I like keeping you busy.

I'd rather you didn't, thanks.

So why don't you send me an invite too?

[queenofswag]

Ah so you think you are saving Five by keeping me talking? That's cute.

[ She's sporting so she sends Badou a picture of an unconscious Five, who definitely looks like he's been worked over for hours now. ]

Feel free to find him if you can, but there's no guarantee he'll still be alive by then.

[brokeassgoing]

[that picture alone has him wanting to vomit....Five looks really bad. Vulnerable and hurt and so unlike him it's like looking at a real 13 year old and not his old man friend. rage fills him and for a moment he wants to just throw the phone--]

Nah, I don't think that at all. I just think you could have more fun with me, that's all. Most people who play games want to give some hints.

[queenofswag]

If this were a game maybe I would offer up some hints. Besides what exactly do you think you are going to do? You couldn't even stand up to the novices I sent your way.

[brokeassgoing]

You're fibbing to me if you're telling me this isn't a game to you. It's a game.

That's cause I went easy on them.

[queenofswag]

That was your mistake then. Maybe Five wouldn't be in this predicament if not for you. The Five I know would have sniffed out the trap before it was sprung, but something or someone kept him distracted.

Thank you.

[brokeassgoing]

And you're upset he wasn't thinking about you? That's sad.

[queenofswag]

I'm always on his mind. That's just the nature of things between us. You two are like brothers in trauma right? Is that where you bonded?

[brokeassgoing]

You think mighty high of yourself, honey. Too much.

Wouldn't you like to know where we bonded?

[queenofswag]

I just know the truth.

I see more than you realize. There's not much I couldn't find out about you, dear.

[brokeassgoing]

Wow, you looked up info anyone with a brain and who can hack can find. Wet the bed till I was 7 and none of my relatives are alive. Big whoop.

[queenofswag]

Commission files are much more detailed then what computers around here would tell. Though I doubt Five ever mentioned that to you.

[brokeassgoing]

What are you, my shrink? Get to the freaking point.

[queenofswag]

Impatient already? Do you miss your playmate that badly?

[brokeassgoing]

You know what a good barrel of laughs he is.

[queenofswag]

I know. He's certainly been providing me with plenty of laughs.

[brokeassgoing]

So you should share the wealth. You're a generous woman.