SHINING WORLD ; a panfandom tropical roleplay

[ Murdoc's strutting about in his tighty whities, all out of fucks. He's sitting at the bar, ass crack hanging out, classy as ever.

For the past couple of hours he's been downing shots upon shots upon shots. He might be feeling the slight tingle of a buzz finally. Or maybe it's been a bit longer because he's just now noticed a mysterious box of chocolates which have been set down on the bar to is left. ]

Bugger. Why've they always gotta make these heart shaped. A bunch of sloppy rubbish is what it is. I can think of more romantic symbols... goats heads, skulls, my schlong... heck, how about a REAL heart. A human heart. Ohhh... that would be so romantic.

[ He's tearing open the box throughout the duration of his tangent and smacks his lips with his serpentine tongue as he examines its contents. ]

Bottoms up! I hope they've got the liquor filled morsels...

[ Stuffing his face is a go. ]