Dorm Lawn, Wednesday Afternoon

[crack_that_whip]

So, there were some homicidal clowns out and about on the island today. Which was infinitely better than being hugged by a goddamn rug, so Trevor was more than willing to get on board the clown fighting train.

He'd found a decent spot to keep an eye out over the area and gotten his whip ready for a decent fight as one loomed on the horizon.

And waited. And waited a little more.

"Christ, you've got to be kidding me," he grumbled as the clown very slowly made it's way toward him.

[So very open!]

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[crack_that_whip]

"How about you try those two next time there's a vampire around," Trevor suggested. Yes, Okuyasu. Try that shit on Eric. Make Trevor's day.

[handystand]

"I mean, I don't need that stuff, I can just..." he waved his hand without doing the gesture. "You know. Erase them. Assuming they can't stop time."

[crack_that_whip]

"Of course." Trevor believed none of that.

[handystand]

Okuyasu just smiled proudly.

"I'm pretty good, yeah."

A pause.

"...so why a whip?"

[crack_that_whip]

"Works, doesn't it?" Because his faaaamily. And emooootions.

[handystand]

"Yeah but it's... weird," Okuyasu said, bluntly. "Like it seems a lot of work when you could just use, like, anything else."

[crack_that_whip]

"Some things are easier to fight at a distance." Also, 2-D video games.

[handystand]

"...It's not that much of a reach," Okuyasu said. "Like it's not a rifle or anything."

[crack_that_whip]

"Don't have rifles where I'm from," Trevor said with a sigh. "You're awfully fixated on the whip. Something you want to share?"

[handystand]

"It's just... that's what those European sex people use," Okuyasu said. He came before a time where you didn't kinkshame.