Hi, I'm Larkin.

Hi, I'm Kayden. It's nice to meet you. Are are ya?

Hi, are you friend?

Yes, I suppose I am.

Great conversation, guys. Please, carry on.

Valuable input, Nestor.

Hi, I'm Whore. I like hot summer days, long walks on the beach, getting wet in the rain and guys with money.

Hello, I am a slut, and I love getting wet, but not in the rain.

Who is Nestor?

Swimming in his pool pretending to be one of those luxurious water sharks, he feels something, its just a slight tingle at first which slowly but surely manifests into a full on tremor. Someone, somewhere, somehow, is making friends and if there is one thing that this creature likes more than crime and violence, it is making best of friends. Turning off the sound machine which goes 'dun dun dun' at random intervals, (just a silly joke he came up with a few years ago, surely he didn't get it from any movie which hasn't been created yet.) he jumped from his pool and slapped on some pants.

"Time to make some mother fucking friends."

He sharked his way over to the conversation which was taking place and noticed the man standing there with somewhat of a simple grin on his face asking everyone who passed if they were friend. This was perfect. Fixing his pants so they looked like they were being worn by a human rather than a being which doesn't generally wear shorts.

"Hello. I'm friend."

Sweet! He finally made a bud. SUCCESS!

He waited for Larkin to respond. Hours upon hours he sat there waiting for the man to say something, ANYTHING, at this point even a no would be better than this god forsaken silence which has now permeated into the deep depths of his mind, just before he was ready to speak out and let forth his wrath, he noticed why the man hadn't spoken a single word. He was... dead... and all it took was accidentally knocking him over to realize that the man was no longer within his mortal coil. 

"Well, DAMN."

Putting his Sharky head down in shame he slowly worked his way back to his pool, maybe he would make a friend tomorrow, but odds are he probably wouldn't. Oh well.

Guile listens to everyone looks around and shrugs figuring its time to chime in

Hi i'm Guile i love candy, ice cream and double rainbows!

Hi im Fumoffu, you can call me fumo. i love  to eat, treat me some time.

Ima Wild Boy, how ya doin mayne

Hi im Smurfie. I like to give drugs to school children (gotta get them addicted earlier), fighting minions, and the smell of rain on concrete.

Peter_McNeil wanders over to where people are talking to a corpse.

"Are you guys OK? You seem to be talking to the dead expecting some form of response."