Death's Casino

((Technically you never stated that the repairs were finished Sand))

(( Oh. I said it in the chat box but I guess I'll edit a previous post to state that it was. Honestly I thought it was clear since Ms. Paint went through it. ))

(( Also, it doesn't matter if Death is here or not for it to be finished. ))

((Alright let's do that again then.))

*A tall dersite in a rather worn-out suit arrives. He chuckles as he tosses his cigarette away and enters the building. He leans against a pillar and starts shaking a deck of cards he brought as he waits for someone to show up.*

Death sends out a hired muscle first. He walks up to the dersite.
Ya want something?

The dersite grins. A black Derby hat casts a shadow over his already dark face.
He puts the deck away.

I was looking for a game of poker.

((BOXCARS IS THAT YOOOOOOOOOOOU?))

((Nope, I would have asked that first.))
((He's designed to be Crew-ish tho.))

Never heard of them. Are they the regulars?

((IMPOSTOR))

((*adds to ever-growing impostor list*))

Nah, just assholes.
Death walks out, he waves.

((JUST assholes?))

((We're assholes, but there's so much MORE to us than that))

((For example, I'm a CLASSY asshole))

*The dersite suddenly looks way more prospitian*

Never mind, I forgot my wallet.

*Hurries out.*

Death shrugs.

((RUN IMPOSTOR RUN LIKE THE WIND))

((I dub him...Pip Deal.))

((Perfect.))

((I dub him Jim's Next Snack.))

((...))

Death leaves.

Shaula wrote:

((JUST assholes?))

((We're assholes, but there's so much MORE to us than that))

((For example, I'm a CLASSY asshole))

(( A classhole, you say? ))

(( No. ))

(( EVEN CLASSIER ))

((I'm terrified now.))

*suddenly a radio, that was not there before,is not plugged in, and can not be turned off*

*it lets out a burst of static before it settles onto a certain radio station*

*a calm voice rolls out across the room saying A friendly desert community where the sun is hot, the moon is beautiful, and mysterious lights pass overhead while we all pretend to sleep. Welcome to Night Vale.


Hello listeners. *