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devourer-of-god:
The other nodded, though Sal could tell that he didn’t quite understand. Sal couldn’t help it–he was a little… concerned, if he was honest. He couldn’t explain what it was about the stranger that had him so invested, but if nothing else he wanted to make sure the stranger was alright.
Sal smiled a little behind his mask in bemusement at the stranger’s question, and he was silently grateful that the expression wasn’t visible. He thought for a moment, pulling up a map of the United States in his mind. Sal had never been very good at geography, unfortunately, but he at least had an okay idea of where the states were.
Finally, Sal shook his head. “You’re pretty far away from Nebraska, dude,” he said. “Like… at least a good thousand miles, I think?”
“Ah.....welp I’m stuck here then till I can find my way back there then.” Jerry admitted. Even with a map, unless he was guided he would get lost again, and end up somewhere else. “So ah.....wait....I don’t know your name, um I’m Jerry the-- ah well just call me Jerry.” Jerry had nearly forgotten that his full title wasn’t an acceptable last name. He really should start using his partner’s last name, but alas, he was old and had been using his title for a long time. Either way, he did his best to be polite, and waited for the other to offer their name.
devourer-of-god:
Sal was so busy kicking himself for asking such a stupid question that he almost missed the stranger’s words. For a moment, though, he was confused. Most people who came to Nockfell knew very well what they were doing, and the people there were usually all-too aware of where they were…
Well. Maybe this had something to do with the strange feeling he was getting from the stranger. It wasn’t a bad feeling–far from it, actually–but it was definitely strange.
Fuck it, Sal thought. No harm in helping.
“Yeah,” Sal confirmed with a nod, shoving his hands into the pockets of the old jeans he was wearing. “You’re in Nockfell, Pennsylvania. Um…” He glanced up. “On Serenity Way, to be exact.”
Jerry nodded as to the words as if he understood them. He did not.
Doing his best to mentally reconstruct a map of the planet in his brain.....where was this Pennsylvania? He sorta remembered the land mass of north america....but...it was vague. So many names and places....he grumbled to himself how earth was confusing, before looking back at the blue haired man. “Okay, do you know where Valentine, Nebraska is?.....or at least am I near Nebraska?”
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Normally, Sal would go on his way without a second look, but something about this stranger drew his attention. Maybe it was the fact that he was lonely, maybe it was that this was the closest thing he’d had to genuine interaction in forever, maybe it was just that the stranger was also alone in the dead of night–
Maybe it was the scars covering the stranger’s face.
Sal’s eye widened slightly at the sight of the scars, at how they reminded him of the scars marring his own face beneath his mask, and he stopped.
“You were on mine, too,” he said carefully, not quite sure how to express his sudden desire to know this stranger, to learn more, to interact with someone besides his fucking cat.
It hit Sal, then, how weird he was being. It was clear the stranger didn’t recognize him, and his instincts were screaming at him to take advantage of that and leave before he did, but… somehow, Sal wanted to stay.
“… You alright?” The moment the words left his mouth, Sal cursed internally. What a dumb fucking question.
Jerry looked at the stranger and saw the mask, and saw the darkness where a eye should have been. He carefully looked over the stranger, blue hair and blue eyes, neat. Though something about him felt....different. It wasn’t bad different, it was as if this man wasn’t a normal human.
Though the thought struck him that maybe he could figure out, at the very least where he was.
“I’m alright, though, would you happen to know where I am? I’m lost as fuck.”
Humans could get lost too right? He hoped so since asking for directions was apparently harder then it seemed here.
Bad Bad Things {Open RP}
The nightmare was bad this time.
Sal woke with a choked-off scream in his throat and abject terror making his heart pound in his chest, teeth gnashing behind his eyes and screams echoing in his ears. For a long moment he simply sat there in his bed, trembling as his one eye stared around his dark apartment.
Finally, he shook his head and got to his feet, careful not to disturb the fat housecat lying on his blanket. Almost robotically, Sal dressed himself and put on his mask, gathering up his phone and keys.
Fresh air always helped calm his nerves after nightmares like this. As he went to leave his apartment, he glanced behind him one more time.
“I’ll be back in a bit, Gizmo,” he said to the sleeping cat. Gizmo did not move, simply continuing to doze. A half-smile spread across Sal’s face, though it quickly fell away. He shook his head and left, closing and locking the door behind him as quietly as he can.
The front entrance of the building was empty when Sal left, which was just fine with him. He stuffed his worn, scarred hands into his pockets as he walked out into the streets, keeping his head down. Sal wasn’t sure where he was going, but he knew he needed to get away.
So focused he was on avoiding the memories that chased him, Sal didn’t realize there was another person walking towards him until he’d bumped right into them. He let out a curse as he stumbled, barely catching himself.
“Shit,” he said, “sorry, I-I didn’t see you there.”
Where on earth was he? He remembered taking a flight and then getting lost...badly lost. And before he knew it, it was nighttime. Knowing that if he flew any longer something or someone one would see him, and no doubt shoot at him or freak out. With a bit of magic, he transformed himself to what would be more acceptable and less scary. Of course, he had no idea still where he was, and working any sort of cellular device was still hard for him to grasp. Seriously, why where the buttons so small? As it became darker, less people where out, and despite being a skinny short blonde haired person, most folks still avoided him due to the scars covering the right side of his face. Grumbling he walked onward...until he bumped into someone. Stumbling a bit he grunted. “Its fine, you where on my blind side.”
Spam is a tasty human treat
Man reading about earth history while interesting....kinda sucks.
Why is that any time I go out I get shot at? I was just buying snacks for a trip and some asshole points a gun at me. Jokes on him he needs a new arm now.
Yeah I’m fine, the other guy got it worse.
did he hurt you at all??
Nah, not really. He didn’t get a shot off.
Why is that any time I go out I get shot at? I was just buying snacks for a trip and some asshole points a gun at me. Jokes on him he needs a new arm now.
Yeah I’m fine, the other guy got it worse.
Why is that any time I go out I get shot at? I was just buying snacks for a trip and some asshole points a gun at me. Jokes on him he needs a new arm now.
What would a sea cowboy even look like? Do you...like...drive sea cattle?
THIS CONCEPT CONFUSES ME!!
LEON WONT COME OUT OF THE TREE @aetherus-angels JERRY GET HIM OUT
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What if they are our kids?
.....And what if I yeet leon?
For some reason you give me a weird feeling, are you an immortal too? Regardless, welcome I guess.
Call me Jerry.
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