[video] I only drink the blood of my enemies! (slightly backdated to after the item drop)

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Everyone always underestimates Whirl. It's like his protective camouflage or something.  So while everyone else was busy getting...whatever. Stuff like drywall and spackle and fighting over brushes like the kinky little sex toys they are, Whirl was doing something....

[...else. We'll go with 'else'. ]

[And it's ready now, and he only had to shoot that one corner of the witch's stupid gingerbread house to get it.]

[So here he is, on your Link, holding a rather large yet strangely adorable cake (yes the spinning wheel he insisted on and it's a chocolate donut.)]

Look familiar to anyone?

[He waits, holding it up to the camera.]

No? 

[He takes his right claw and gouges out  one side of the cake!Rung's head, giant pieces of cake and crumbs falling away from the cake's smiling face.]

How 'bout now? 

Comments

voice

[ex_dishonestly997]

Nope, still not pinging any bells.

voice, whirl's is oh so sultry....

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Hngh.

[Great. This means he's starting to have audio hallucinations. Awesome.]

Right. Like you'd even tell me.

voice, oh whirl you cutie

[ex_dishonestly997]

I don't know, I'd like to help, but I think I need more information first.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Fine. He'll play your game. But he's onto you. About...something.]

What the frag more you need to know? Little orange guy. Vest. Butt tire. Missing half his head.

[ex_dishonestly997]

Where did you see him last?

[whirlybird_of_prey]

See him? Fraggin' Lost Light.

[Heard him? Here. He thought.]

[ex_dishonestly997]

[suspicious optic shuttering is go] So why are you looking for him here?

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Squint right back at you, two-eyes.]

Because I heard him. Here.

[DUHHHHH.]

[ex_dishonestly997]

And if you had coordinates you'd be out looking, instead of being a useless wiseaft.

I'll pay attention. If I see him, I'll warn him you're looking.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Instead of fraggin' asking, you mean.

[Snort. Yeah, don't ask how he does that.] Heard you were talking all this 'war is over' slag. That means we're supposed to work together.

[YYYYYYEAH he doesn't believe that either but he likes throwing it at you. Moral high ground? Here he comes!]

Warn him, huh? Why'd you do that?

[ex_dishonestly997]

Course it is, and course we are. Why do you think I asked after your friend?

[a snerk]

I figure if he wants to see you, he'll tell me to mind my own aft, and if he doesn't want to see you, all I've done is interrupted a touching and probably deadly reunion. You did stab a cake of his face.