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<< orionsarmpit >> THE FOLLOWING IS AN AUTOMATED MESSAGE: welcome 2 the hottest inbox around fellow hot monster!!! if you want to get in contact with the ghost and or naga and or whatever i am today with the MOST you are in the right place. are you a spirit in need of scare coaching to reclaim your dwelling from pesky humans or do you simply want a little advice for adding more chaos to your day? or are you single and looking for love? you dont have to be single ;) ;) ;) just say my name and ill be right there in two shakes xoxoxox BJ

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hey thanks for the invitation!

i havent been part of an orgy in over a hundred years!

wrestling

i'm inviting you to join the monster wrestling matches we have at the nest a couple times a month

wait

wait

oh

you mean like

real wrestling

with the little underpants and whatnot

i mean sure im down

but im also open to sexy wrestling too mama bear

;D

yeah

actual wrestling

i figure since you're a minotaur you'd be good at it

and we wear costumes not underwear

hey youre right i am pretty strong if i should say so myself

and i love a costume. im a thespian at heart

i wouldn't mind getting sweaty for a good cause what are the rules

like are we talking a strict no biting clean fight or do we use folding chairs and have villain origin stories

yeah it's more like the second one

it's almost all staged, we have characters - like in the ring i'm the she-devil of djavulenstad - and it's mostly just for fun and to show off how strong we are

okay okay okay this sounds like a blast

i gotta come up with an OC

maybe i can be like a circus strongman or something like that

GUTENTAURO, STRONGEST MAN ALIVE

I like it!

it's a lot of fun

hey i like that! that's a good one

but why does gutentauro wrestle?

oh

huh

i didnt get that far

hmm

i guess to prove hes the best! same as anyone else!

why does the she devil wrestle?

a vague and ill-defined rivalry with cassandra's character

something about defending the honor of my city and people

we've been at it a while so there's a lot of storyline at this point

she's the hero and i'm the heel

nice!

oh oh I got an idea

maybe my guy got kicked outta the circus for being too much of a brute

a real bastard!

but he's so hot! it makes you love to hate him!

so you're going for a heel character

that's perfect

heels really get to ham it up

its what i do best baby!

you're definitely playing to your strengths

we can figure out a whole storyline to introduce you

i gotta think of an act

im pretty good at straightening out horseshoes

oh and my guy hes got a secret soft side he misses a pal of his who mysteriously disappeared

i like it!

maybe we can introduce you with the premise that you've come to challenge me, we wrestle, i'm so impressed with how well you fight that i invite you to join me instead.

True to his word, one Mr. Beetled Juice is waiting in an alley behind The Cube. He's got his stripes on, as promised, and is buffing his nails against his chest as he waits on his hot date. This had really been the best idea he's ever had. Who would have thought he could finally get a little action by inviting somebody to be in on a bit?

Everyone loved a bit!

Also true to his word, he has fragrant pizza box situated atop the dumpster he's hanging around. Music and screams issue from within The Cube as its residents live out their fantasies and duke it out.

"BJ, I've got to say, you are a genius"

Artemis is nearly always DTF, so she was all over BJ's (GREAT name; it tickles her) offer the second she first laid eyes on it. All she has to go on are a name, a monster type, and a location...and frankly, that's all she needs. Everything else, she can find it when she gets there.

She's under the protective coverage of a parasol as she makes her way down the alley, but the shade here seems to be sufficient enough for her to cast it away should they get down and dirty right here.

"BJ, right?" the vampire asks with a coquettish smirk. He's a minotaur, alright; score one for that bingo card! "Artemis Dubois. Very pleased to meet you."

One furry ear sweeps around to catch his name. BJ turns his head and stands up straight at the very sight of her. There's something about the way Artemis carries herself that tickles his brain just right. She's hot! She's hot and she's here to see him.

"Artemis," he greets her and quickly rushes to stand before her. He bends at the waist to bow and grab up one of her hands and pull it into a kiss against his whiskery lips. "Right back at'cha!"

His facial hair tickles her hand, and she can't help but grin. "You're quite the charmer, aren't you?"

They've only just met, she knows, but she's already into this. Not only is this man going to help her fill in that bingo card, but he clearly knows what a real good time is--he could have merely shown up here for sex, wham bam thank you ma'am, but no. He brought pizza, too. It's that kind of thinking that takes a basic hookup to the next level.

...just like the joints she has in her purse right now. If he's interested in a post-coital high, she's happy to share.

"I've had six hundred years to learn all the tricks, baby." Beetlejuice brags as he leans back up. He sweeps the pizza box off the dumpster and offers it to her as though he were a would-be groom brandishing a little velvet box.

"It's meat-lovers, if you know what I mean." He bounced his eyebrows at her. "But!" He snapped the lid closed before she could dip a dainty hand inside. "Let's get to know each other. Biblically."

As for joints, old BJ would be delighted to find she'd brought some goodies with her. He's done it all and while cocaine is by and large his favorite, weed is best done with a buddy! Something he's sure Artemis will be before the night is over.

"Yes, let's." She's so intent on getting down and dirty with Beetlejuice ASAP that she doesn't even raise the possibility of mixing the pizza and sex together. Who knows when she'd next have the chance to fill her minotaur square, if her food fetish were to make him run for the hills? No, best save the pizza for the afterglow.

She rifles around in her purse before dropping it on the ground, retrieving a silver cigarette case and snapping it open to show him the contents: several neatly-rolled joints, done up with pastel purple rolling papers. "To go with our post-coital pizza."

Luckily for Artemis, BJ's fetish is: Most Of Them. For now he curiously watches her rifle around in her purse. At first he thinks she's looking for condoms because Fog God knows he doesn't have any on him.

When the joints appear, Beetlejuice's face lights up like Christmas. "Arty, you and me are gonna be best friends, I just know it!"

He flings an arm around her shoulder and walks his fingers up her arm to her chin which she tips his way.

"How about a little sugar?" He's already puckering his lips. His breath is not great but the enthusiasm is there! "For Daddy?"

Frank Reynolds calls her Artie, too, and so hearing the nickname from BJ is genuinely touching. They do seem destined for a true friendship based on hedonism and mutual degeneracy--and really, is there any stronger foundation for friendship? She thinks not!

His breath doesn't seem to bother her; the woman regularly bones down in dumpsters, so she's been exposed to far nastier smells than that. In fact, she locks lips with him with manic enthusiasm, and even drops her case of joints to grab his ass.

He hums against her lips, pleased with the taste of her. When she honks his ass, he lets out a delighted giggle. Oh, this girl is fun!

Beetlejuice pulled his lips away with a popping sound like a suction cup and grinned widely at Artemis with his sharp teeth. He pushed a little hair out of her face and tickled her chin. She was so cute he could hardly stand it. Damn! Where had she been hiding? In a bat cave or something. Maybe a castle? Where did vampires hang out?

"Why don't we get down to business and then--dinner and a smoke. We can play twenty questions."

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