Ask away, yeah?
Recent Responses
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Wooo, yeah man! Have you ever seen Loony Toons? First lesson from Rikky: cartoons are awesome, and so are beans on toast.
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Uh... right. Ok.. *ulp*
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So uh... wow. Poor Doug, I guess. I can look after him. I think. I can do my best, anyway. I get along pretty well with kids. Probably do different if they're big and flamey. *Rikky gives Pyro a grin*
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*Rikky listens wide-eyed, still half concentrating on the gleeful ball of flame in a suit that was apparently his colleague.*
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Well, to be honest, I think the long version. Because I'm a guy who turns into a giant goatmonster, and I thought that I was weird, but this is just... oh, no offence by the way. Weird is great as far as I'm concerned. But I'm just... so confused.
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*Rikky slowly raises a hand and gives it a tiny, feeble wave back. * Right... ok. Uh... wow. Wow wow wowee. Wow. Huh. Can't say I was expecting that. Um. What...?
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*Rikky lets out an audible gasp in anticipation, and clamps at hand to his mouth. He feels like he is about to be privvy to dark, Earth shattering secrets that the human psyche can barely contain. *
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Oooh... ok. You can trust me, totally. Promise.
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WOO! *Rikky punches the air, pauses, and lowers his hand.* Uh... yeah. I uh... I'm up for that. I like Pyro. He's... he's? A great... guy.
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Yeah... yeah, sad times. This whole thing is kind of a mess.
*Rikky eyes the chair enviously. He's always wanted to spin around in one of those.* -
*Rikky takes a few seconds out to give his hair a comb and straighten his (outrageously loud) shirt before strolling in there.* Hey Seer! What's up?
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I... I dunno, I...
I guess perhaps I'd make myself less picky about ladies? So I could find one I feel comfortable settling down with?
Or... actually, no, I think I'd rather be less... up and down. Emotionally. I get really depressed sometimes. My life would be happier then. -
Oh MAN both of those would really wreck my face... but I guess losing an eye might wreck it less. In fact, I could make having a glass eye a schtick.
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DUDE. DUDE. ANYTHING. PLEASE, LIKE, DO YOU WANT MONEY? MY HOUSE? ALL MY EARTHLY POSESSIONS EXCEPT FOR MY GUITAR?
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HIGH FIVE, MAN!
That's polite, right?
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Rikky Neptune’s Bio
A hundred hotel rooms.
A proto-glam rocker from the early 70s, Rikky Neptune is a swarve heartthrob, the epitome of cool... or so he tries to convey. In reality Rikky is a depressed, nerdy and uneducated weregoat. Yes. Weregoat. (art by http://thequirkytagalong.tumblr.com/)



