Talk:Druella/@comment-26852465-20160421014746/@comment-67.244.34.149-20160430105029

"So," I say "you must be Druella." "'Sup?" Druella casually says as she reclines onto her throne. I tell her "I've heard a lot about you." "Oh really?" She replies "Yes. The conquerer of lescatie,the Demon Lord's favored child, the unstoppable force who's shadow is so dark it casts a shadow on darkness itsel-" "Oooohhh~you dirty beast work that magic tongue of yours..." She feigns an orgasmic tone. "Excuses you?" I reply in confusion. "Oh," she explains "I'm sorry, I just like to talk dirty when someone's eating me out." I grumbled in irritation how she wouldn't take me seriously "Perhaps I ought to skip to the point, I'm a Hero." "And I'm Carmen Sandiego," she replies with an anachronistic reference "guess where I am?" "I'M TRYING TO BE SERIOUS HERE!!!!" I yell in exasperated anger. "So am I" she states "and I'm failing, and I'm sorry for that. It's just,I'm so agitated, because some wannabe Hero strolled into my room. Destroyed my plasma tv. And is trying to impress my like I'm his alcoholic mother." That hit a particular nerve that was way too close to home as a charged at her and put flintlock revolver up against her head. "Be a sweety and grab mommy another beer would you?"