Jail Cell Mee

[memezillamods]

The Jail Cell Meme

 
"What are you in for?"

Maybe you've only been arrested, or you've been convicted. 
Holding cell, prison cell, your choice.
There's now bars between you and the outside world.
Hope you like your cell mate.
And your guards.

Comments

[of_the_rat_variety]

[There are plenty of pillows about, so Finn is in luck.] More talented in other areas. Not the best, but I'd hit it again.

[stoogesofsanfran]

[Oh look, coffee done. Pouring himself some of that and taking a swallow, black.]

Then maybe we could have a victory party when we's done feedin' Drago his own tail, if ya catch my drift.



[Oh look pillow. It's now a hat. And earmuffs.]

I'm not hearing this...

[of_the_rat_variety]

We could use his tail.

[stoogesofsanfran]

Nah, dragon skin's rough as shit. Might make some good sandpaper, though.

[of_the_rat_variety]

Mmm. Probably good for some kind of spell.

[stoogesofsanfran]

Probably. 'Specially 'cause he's also a demon. Or half demon? He looks a hell've a lot more like a human than his old man, anyways.

[of_the_rat_variety]

[Awkward topic change: Go!] So that breakfast?

[stoogesofsanfran]

I think we're gonna have ta get Ratso back from La La Land fer that.

[of_the_rat_variety]

Should get on that then.

[Meanwhile she's going to get herself some coffee and tap Finn on the shoulder to let him know the sex storm has passed.]

[stoogesofsanfran]

[Chow's solution for Ratso covering his ears? Kick him in the side of the leg.]

Oy, Ratso. Finish up already, we're hungry.



You guys better not be gross over breakfast.



Mrphhh...

[Nope, he likes it under here. It's dark and quiet.]

[of_the_rat_variety]

[Fine, he can stay there. She's getting her coffee,] I'll try not to, so we can get on with the dragon hunting.

[stoogesofsanfran]

Good. So, you gots any tea or somethin' for Finn? He ain't gonna get up without some kinda caffeine, and coffee'd make him puke right now.



Tin foil stomach, I swear.

[of_the_rat_variety]

[She takes a box of tea from a cabinet and throws it at Finn.]

[stoogesofsanfran]

[Muffled noises of complaint! But getting a look at what she threw at him does manage to motivate him to his feet so he can shuffle toward the sink. It's like watching a zombie make tea...]



There, breakfast's ready.

[As he puts a big pan of fluffy, lightly seasoned scrambled eggs and a plate stacked with buttered toast on the table.]



'Bout time. Coffee ain't that much of a miracle drink.

[of_the_rat_variety]

I'd call you an angel if I thought they were any better than demons. [She gets herself to the table and puts them on her plate.]

[stoogesofsanfran]

It'd be kinda weird after havin' had demon powers, anyway.



Like you wasn't the least evil Oni ever. I bet Jade's dog was scarier'n you.

[What Chow is doing could be better described as 'piling' eggs onto his plate.]

[of_the_rat_variety]

I'm not going to judge.

[stoogesofsanfran]

You might wanna reconsider that, seein' as this loser here used his ninja army fer baseball.



What? There wasn't enough of us for a real game...

[Almost all of the eggs that don't get snatched by Hannah or Chow end up on Ratso's plate. He leaves some for Finn, but he doesn't seem to be expecting him to eat much.]

[of_the_rat_variety]

That is awesome!

Why didn't you?

[stoogesofsanfran]

Thank you.

[He is so sticking his tongue out at Chow.]



I was a bit busy usin' mine ta try an' off our arch-nemesis. Didn't really have much chance ta use 'em fer any other kinda fun.

[of_the_rat_variety]

No orgy?

[stoogesofsanfran]

Don't think Shadowkhan got that kinda equipment. Far's I can tell, they ain't really livin' things, just some kinda semi-aware puppet made outta pure shadow magic.

[of_the_rat_variety]

Lame. What kind of evil thing doesn't let you play out your vices?

[stoogesofsanfran]

The kind made by singleminded forces'a darkness, I guess. Never saw Tarakudo take much interest in anythin' but his brand of world domination.



At least he had a sense'a humor.

[of_the_rat_variety]

I'd shove my own wand through my eye to my brain if someone took over the world didn't even have a sense of humour.