OKCupid's Arrows"Well, well, well." Vince Pickles was parsing OKCupid, looking for the next pretty girl he would wind up sleeping with. "I've been with plenty of exotic women, but that one doesn't even look human!" He admired the picture, staring hungrily at the pointed ears. "She must be an elf or something..."
"So," Vince began typing a message to her, "Would you like to meet up sometime?" He clicked send and reclined in his seat, a smug smile on his lips. Vince loved using OKCupid, he had always had a knack for charming women straight into bed on the first date, but OKCupid made it so much simpler to find sluts.
"I would love to meet up!" Vince chuckled at the eager response. "You could pick me up at my shop --when's convenient for you?" He tossed back a few potential times over the next few days, and laughed aloud as the girl confirmed the first possible time --a lunchtime date for tomorrow. He finished getting the boring details like where her shop was, and shut his laptop with a lecherous smirk.
TKaTZaaS -- UnplannedUnplanned
"...You're what?" Katters stared at Zeebs, unable and unwilling to believe what she had just heard.
He sighed, and buried his face in his arms. They were sitting at a table after hours, sharing a rare drink together.
"I don't know how it happened!"
She snorted derisively. "No, really?"
"I don't!" He snapped his head up to stare at her desperately.
"Zebra, there's only one way that it could've happened. Really, I'd think you would have remembered it."
"I haven't had sex!!"
"Why the hell won't you believe me?!"
Kat leaned over and pointedly picked up the white plastic stick sitting at Zeebs elbow. She studied it for a moment, then dropped it back down. "I'm pretty sure two blue lines means preggers. Did you pee on that?"
He muttered, "Yes," and dumped his head back into his arms. Katters twitched and walked sedately over to the sink, where she scrubbed furiously at her hands.
"I didn't pee on the part you touched!" He sat up again, and slumped, his chin resting
1-0The door to the shop slammed open.
The Zebra looked up, startled, then frowned with disgust when he realized it was just Sor. He barely noticed the crazed look in her eye.
She slammed the door shut behind her, and crossed the room. Zeebs barely noticed her pull something off her belt, until she made a quick hand movement, opening the knife. "Can I...help you?" He asked, uncertain.
She plunged the knife into the throat of the man on the barbers chair. She pulled it out, and again. Again. Again. No skill, no finasse, just methodical stabbing. Zebra tsked, she was getting blood everywhere. He did have to admire her determination, however.
Finally she stopped, sucking in deep breaths. "That was one of mine, I'll have you know." Zebra said caustically.
"Good. Now you and Kat are even, I killed one of hers a couple weeks ago." The crazed look had not left her eyes, if anything, it had gotten worse. The blood half-coating her face did not help.
"This seems a silly question, but are you alrigh