[@Liliya]

"Alright you hairy sack of nerd, I've had enough of-"

[i]Tom was cut off by a chorus of angry yells and slurs. He whirled around to find a dozen black people charging into the yard.[/i]

[color=fff200]"There's the slaver!"

"Git that cracka! Git 'em!"[/color]

[i]Tom began backing away, shaking his head fervently.[/i]

"Naw, listen, ya got it all wrong boys, I'm not racist, that geek's just making shit up! Wait, NO!"

[i]The mob descended upon Tom and beat the crap out of him. Several minutes later he lay sprawled on the ground, shades cracked, suit torn, shoes missing, and blood running down his face. With a shaking hand, he slowly shuffled a cigarette out of a mashed pack and stuck it into the crook of his mouth. 
It took several tries to light up. Taking stock of his situation as studied the sky, Tom came to a conclusion.[/i]

"Okay, fuck, you win. You can stay. Just... Don't dress up the neighbor's dachshund like a dragon and chase it around or anything."