The Writer's Café

"Hey, I seem to be the only person here who supports good RP-style writing!"

*picks up scythe

"Sorry Riddle, wrong guy"

*gives Riddle a bandage
 
David slashes at cheese fainting here and there, he has cut every inch of cheeses body, but made sure he can't bleed to death.
 
*maintains pose

*cafe is now completely ripped apart, revealing the barren wasteland tht surrounds it

"Why didn't you just trip me?"

*teleports somewhere in the barrens, all wounds dissapear
 
David gets a vial from under his cloak & starts blowing bubbles...."what? I didn't want the swords popping them" David said with a grin
 
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