Issue #29

[mistconduct]

Sup, Barge assholes. I'm back.

It's been like a whole fucking year, so I'm not going to bore you with the immense amount of crap that went down in my world because oh, hey, come up to the infirmary and take a look. Everyone and their mom already has.

Speaking of moms, I have an issue of rebranding to announce. Red Mist is dead. Henceforce I am no longer Chris D'Amico, but wish instead to be addressed by my super name, The Motherfucker. It's going to be a while before I'm back in the costume but regardless of that, I want you all to call me The Motherfucker. It grows on you.

And speaking of that, informal poll time, fucking yes it's that time again!

On a scale of 1 to 5, Chris' new goatee is;
-Awesome.
-REALLY fucking awesome.
-Sculpted like Michaelangelo's David.
-Way better than Tony Stark's
-I haven't seen it; every time I turn to observe I'm blinded by the awesome.

Comments

[lastrat]

You're going to be horribly embarrassed in a few years.

[mistconduct]

I don't care. I want it now. If you make me shave it off I'm just going to dye my hair bright red or something.

[lastrat]

Do you promise?

[mistconduct]

YES, I promise. Fuck you. Don't touch the goatee.

[lastrat]

I'm starting to think it would be worth it.

[mistconduct]

I will end you, Rat Boy. You and all the things you love.

[lastrat]

That's not a threat you want to make, Chris.

[mistconduct]

Considering that what you love overlaps with what I love, I'm pretty sure you know I'm not being serious.

[lastrat]

[He does not want to think about the people he loves here, he wants that to include Vesper and no one else, and everything from the weekend is pissing him off much too much.

So he's killing his feed, because obviously being a prick to Chris isn't going to help.]