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[He enters the kitchen, twirling a keyring with, duh, car keys around a finger and not really paying attention. Eventually looks up, blinks. Catches his keys and puts them in his pocket. This is not exactly what he was expecting, considering the front door of where he meant to be doesn't lead to any kitchens.]

Alright, lame. What the hell is this. Who put a kitchen here?

[ooc; Seifer from a horribly cracktastic AU where most of the cast of KH is involved in the business of a strip club. Seifer just hangs out there.
uhh have at it. bother him however much you like.]

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Whoever decided it was convenient.

[hello, jolly green giant over here drinking a glass of milk. no wonder he's so tall.]

It's not convenient if I didn't want to be in the kitchen.

Did you grow like a foot overnight?

Sure, we can say that.

[smirks around his glass, taking another sip.]

Yeah, not buying that for a second. What the hell's going on and why am I in the kitchen?

This isn't even the right kitchen.

You wouldn't believe me if I told you anyways.

Try me.

You're in a totally different world that attracts people from different dimensions. There's no way out and no true outdoors anymore. Almost everyone here's all about killing or sex--

[he won't mention he's a participant of the former,]

--and you're likely to be bored out of your mind until it kicks you out.

[singing something random (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mSYTuFujAFs&feature=related) as he reaches for more ice cream]

Uh huh. That's lame. And how the hell did I get here, then?

Why are you asking me? I'm still trying to figure out why me and my partner are stuck here.

What are you singing?

Might as well ask someone. And you're conveniently right there.

One of my default files.

[ice cream obtained! May the om nomming begin]

...One of your what.

[starts singing in that weird electronic voice he has]

One of my starter files. Every vocaloid comes with a default song.

I'm no genius.

[--oh, there's his gun. he's just nonchalantly polishing it.]

Didn't say I needed one.

Every...what? Are you like a robot or something hella weird like that?

Yup.

[he's still sleepy, so he yawns. ..and that's about it. he's not a very good conversationalist, but he gets a kick out of the reactions when he breaks the news to them. sometimes these people are so miserable.]

Weird.

[since he's near the fridge, he'll take aim for shock factor, pointing the gun to the side of Seifer's head.]

Uh, what are you doing?

Getting ready to shoot you. What does it look like?

[an amused little smirk plays on his face, and one click is heard.]

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