You know, I couldn't stand to be without my legs

Hey there! I'm number 52. But you can call me Castor! Fifty two is just fine as well. Really, you can call me anything, just don't call me late to dinner! M!A Status: None Askbox: Open! Tag: ask52

[ask0052]

The Askblog is open!

It’s been a while since I’ve been around. Moving away and moving back… Guess I can’t stay away from this city! (υŏᆺŏυ)  

Queen and I are here now, so, come talk to us.

[ask52]

I’m Sorry!

Helloo anyone still following this blog! I’m very sorry to announce this but I’m officially nuking ask52. 

I feel like I really messed up this blog so I could never really start it up again without it being totally reset! I’ll leave it up though, for archive’s sake (even though it embarrasses the hell out of me to look through it). 

[ooc52genie]

THIS BLOG IS GOING ON HIATUS

Mega sorry, guys, but it’s Senior year for me and trying to run an askblog that meets up to my own standards of ‘good art’ is killing me! 

I might come back in the Summer, but it’s not definite. FOR NOW, I’ve made a garbage askblog with trash art you can interact with if you want?

ask858and855.tumblr.com 

(as previously stated, it’s a garbage blog, so the art won’t be good, and really it’s probably a place where I can just de-stress! The 52 and 118 blogs don’t do that for me anymore…)

[askfanpro0050]

52: [Stands in front of their door and fidgets nervously for a second before knocking twice] (Sh-Should I have called first? No, wait, I don't have a phone-- but what if he's not home?? What if someone else An s WErs;;)

52… you got my note. Um… come in, if… that’s ok, if you want to. I can start some tea.

[askfanpro0050]

"I’ll be okay… I’m pretty tough. It’s just—hard, right now. It takes… it’ll just take a lot of courage to … take the next step. Where… damages… are concerned."

[ask52]

52: Oh! Um, what does the next step.. entail? Do you have to go somewhere?

52: I can be your.. moral support? Your personal cheerleader. (Does that sound weird?,,,) 

[ask52]

[TEXT to 45] heY!1 ,-@ i dont,.. lik evR C U!! i shnld 9e shoul d hagn out!!~@!#

[inboxstuff]

Send me a ‘✉’ for a drunk text from my character.

[ask52]

52: Oh! This ask-- must have been from a while back, sorry! 

52: Ah, well, I was visiting.. someone not in the city. For a while.

[ask52]

52: The eye I have right now doesn't itch anymore, but it's loud. I think I'm getting a new one next month? But it's gonna look less cool.

[askfanpro0050]

here we see a Tall Weenie asking a Less Tall Weenie out on a date

[askfanpro0050]

52: [Stands in front of their door and fidgets nervously for a second before knocking twice] (Sh-Should I have called first? No, wait, I don't have a phone-- but what if he's not home?? What if someone else An s WErs;;)

52… you got my note. Um… come in, if… that’s ok, if you want to. I can start some tea.

[askfanpro0050]

A turned, looking to 52.

"…I do. But if it is alright with you, I would—rather not share the information. The last person to know didn’t take it well and… I don’t want you to be upset." 

Especially not you.

Anyone but you.

He pulled out the sugar and began to fix 52’s cup of tea, taking a long pause before he continued to speak.

"I’m not… comfortable with talking about it, but…” He glanced to 52 again, briefly.

"I think that… you are the person that I trust most… even now. So… so I will still talk about it with you… if you want, even if it’s hard."

[ask52]

52 rubbed the back of his neck and flushed a little to hear that A trusted him so much, eyes looking at the floor.

He looked back up quickly and studied A's face for a second.

"I think that.. All I really need to know right now is.. if you're going to be alright and.."

"If there's anything that I can do to-- to help you get to feeling alright. We can talk about whatever happened when you feel like.. you want to."

[askfanpro0050]

i doodled a bust of A in his alternate look for when his armor is sent in to get fixed and some new “skin” to go over the hole is being made

it’s supposed to be like a tight fake skin thing so that nothing falls out

[askfanpro0050]

Played a game of Organ Trail with ask52, scavenger0168, and askfanpro0045

52, 168, and 45 were all infected. We were low on supplies. We were on the last level, and there were zombies everywhere.

A got downed

and by god

he got the fuck back up

because his friends

needed him

and he was the only one that could help.

[ask52]

kid!52: I told my brother that Robin and Batman were cool but that Cyborg was cooler and he pinched me! Really hard...

[askfanpro0050]

52: [Stands in front of their door and fidgets nervously for a second before knocking twice] (Sh-Should I have called first? No, wait, I don't have a phone-- but what if he's not home?? What if someone else An s WErs;;)

52… you got my note. Um… come in, if… that’s ok, if you want to. I can start some tea.

[askfanpro0050]

52 deserved to know. There was no reason for him to be denied the information, and… 52 was the only person left that A felt he could trust, even a little bit. He turned back to the counter.

"…I… got… attacked. At… the prom. And I didn’t… wake up, until recently," he mumbled, busying himself with the tea kettle.

[ask52]

As soon as the words hit his ears he stood and 52 felt like he had just been attacked. Attacked? Things clicked in his head and he recalled the cracked eye and damaged chest that he had failed to notice the first time he saw A again. 

At a loss for (organized) words, 52 managed to ask with a significantly paler complexion,

"I-- Do you know who it-- Who it was? Ah-- Are you comfortable.. talking about this?" After drawing a stabilizing breath, he added a quiet, "I'm sorry."

[ask52]

kid!52: I ATE SOOO MUCH SPAGHETTI TODAY!! Like THIIIIS much! 

[ask52]

what art program do you use???

(( I've never been asked this before. Does this mean I'm a real artist now?))

[ask52]

kid!52: I lost a tooth today! My brother helped!