Sweet Smuppet Ass

Your name is BRO STRIDER, you've been called many diffrent names before this one, but you prefer it if peope call you BRO or BIG DADDY. No one calls you Big Daddy though, not even your stupid nine year old brother DAVE STRIDER. Your interest include MAKING EROTIC PUPPETS and THROWING SICK BEATS to entertain your little bro. You currently have several lines of work, most include you sitting at your computer all weekend with the door locked, the shades drawn, and shitty energy drinks all around. You make time for your little brother, he is you top proority after all. M!A: None

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

yeah.

[ Yeah Guys i'm hoppin' off tumblr for the night. I'll be on in the afternoon though, so if I owe you an RP bit/response/ect. just like this so i can find yah tomorrow m'kay? goodnight/good morning to all]

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

I don’t really go outside much anymore. Not leaving my apartment helps me deal with not meeting idiots.

you let out a half hearted chuckle

[thefuckingpuppetmaster]

maaan, i haven’t lived in the apartment since…last fall, i wanna say.

...

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

Oh I know that feeling all to well my man.

Some people are practically begging for it.

[nippytubes]

[nippytubes]

*you chuckle and lick your lips*

i’m all about the sweets daddy, haven’t you heard?

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

I’ve actually only heard just now sugar.

you lean back in your chair and cross your arms over your chest

[nippytubes]

well let me get to telling you then, sweetie.

*you...

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

Sweetie. >you look up at her, your face tinted ever so slightly pink but your voice strong and steady< I don't have a question in mind.

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

turntechpullsthestrings started following you

sup man?

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

thefuckingpuppetmaster started following you

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

I don’t really go outside much anymore. Not leaving my apartment helps me deal with not meeting idiots. 

you let out a half hearted chuckle

[thefuckingpuppetmaster]

maaan, i haven’t lived in the apartment since…last fall, i wanna say.

it’s not just people i gotta see out in the town, but people on tumblr, too.

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

Who are these people? 

you slouch against your computer chair, fiddling with the corner of your shirt slightly

[nippytubes]

askbigdaddystrider started following you

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

Oh your a sweet talker I see? 

He pushes his shades back up and cracks a small grin

I like that.

[nippytubes]

*you chuckle and lick your lips*

i’m all about the sweets daddy, haven’t you heard?

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

I've actually only heard just now sugar. 

you lean back in your chair and cross your arms over your chest

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

thefuckingpuppetmaster started following you

Sup?

[thefuckingpuppetmaster]

gettin drunk, again. contemplating opening minecraft.

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

I haven’t gotten drunk in a long time… 

[thefuckingpuppetmaster]

…really? how do you deal with sobriety?

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

How do you deal with being drunk?

[thefuckingpuppetmaster]

makes dealing with stupid people a lot easier.

you’re also talking to a guy who hasn’t been willingly sober for more than a few hours since…april?

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

I don't really go outside much anymore. Not leaving my apartment helps me deal with not meeting idiots. 

you let out a half hearted chuckle

[nippytubes]

askbigdaddystrider started following you

well hey there big boy~

what brings you here to talk to lil’ old me ;)

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

I cant pass up a pretty lady now can I?

You pull your shades down slightly, so she can see you give her a sly wink

[nippytubes]

/You raise a brow and smile, taking a sip of your martini//

i’ve never met a man who could, sweet lips

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

Oh your a sweet talker I see? 

He pushes his shades back up and cracks a small grin

I like that.

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

thefuckingpuppetmaster started following you

Sup?

[thefuckingpuppetmaster]

gettin drunk, again. contemplating opening minecraft.

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

I haven’t gotten drunk in a long time… 

[thefuckingpuppetmaster]

…really? how do you deal with sobriety?

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

How do you deal with being drunk?

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

thefuckingpuppetmaster started following you

Sup?

[thefuckingpuppetmaster]

gettin drunk, again. contemplating opening minecraft.

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

I haven't gotten drunk in a long time... 

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

thefuckingpuppetmaster started following you

Sup?

[nippytubes]

askbigdaddystrider started following you

well hey there big boy~

what brings you here to talk to lil’ old me ;)

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

I cant pass up a pretty lady now can I?

You pull your shades down slightly, so she can see you give her a sly wink

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

OBEY: Try to talk to your little brother, asshole.

I can do with out your sass.

I already have. He just hasn't responded yet.

[violeteyedkiller-deactivated201]

[old-songs]

Thanks for 111 followers!

Welcome home sweeties

Have some Bro/Dave

[brostrider-dickprovider-deactiv]

I did this to him once…’

The fucker tried to run Cal through the garbage disposal.

[yourkingtamakisuoh]

[astriderintraining-blog]

And sometimes you stare at your front door from the couch, and wonder, where in the fuck did your actual Bro go.

Cause he may have been a dick most of the time, but you are still a kid, and you still miss him.

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

>Suddenly theres a thump at the front door, and a sharp inhale< 

[astriderintraining-blog]

LOLNOPE. You’re on your feet in an instant, heart pounding. The almighty living fuck was that?

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

You hear someone fiddle with the lock clumsily before the door is pushed open, and in the doorway stands a bloody, beaten, very tired Bro.

Sup kiddo? 

[astriderintraining-blog]

You back away a bit, shaking your head. No, this isn’t supposed to happen. You just want to stay with that other Bro, the one who offered, and hang out with John….not stay here by yourself again, once Bro goes off god-knows-where.

[askbigdaddystrider-blog]

Dave...do...don't look at me like that. Please...I can exp...plain. 

His voice is weak as he closes the door behind him, Dave can see a deep cut running up his upper arm. He leans against the wall next to the door for support.

m'sorry little man...