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"No. I'm gonna go home." He got up and walked away from X and the bar."
"Nah,I was just curious!"
"Oh...that son of a *squee!*...so...exactly how did you die?"
"...who the *squee!* is Micheal Higgins?"
"Hey I'm a *squee!*ing Irish man! Don't you go around and mock my people!" He suddenly hicupped as he tripped over.
"Well don't ask so many *squee!*ing questions!" He sighed. "So...why are you...a ghost?"
(I thought as much.) Sean sighed. "What. Da fock. Do. Ye. Want. From. Me?!"
"OH WILL YE SHUT THE *squee!* UP!?" he looked around and saw everyone looking at him as if he was talking to himself out loud. He blushed,embarrassed...
He looked up and saw the ghost. "Hiya bud,how ye doing?!" He leaned back but a bit too much and he fell off,knocking the glass on the floor and...
(Okay.) Sean was at the local pub getting himself wasted. "Oi! Get me another drink! Ye piece of *squee!*!"
(Okay here's the rp stuffy. Start when your ready.)
Sure thing Lio!
"*squee!*ing stop that ye transparent piece of *squee!*!"
"Ugh..I hate rats..." she shrugged and helped Mack.
"So Mack,when are we gonna go to the cave?"
"Gah!what the *squee!*ing *squee!*?!"
(Got it.) "Wha-who said that?"
Sean cautiously walked through the door of the bar and looked around and then slammed into something hard and fell down. He looked up to see a man...
She followed after Mack.
Oh...that's really interesting! I'm really in!
