My names Pripyat, but you can call me, anytime.

Battleborn OC RP/ask blog ╳  Muse and Mun are 18+ ╳  Non-Selective, obv OC friendly

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            [[ Could you be seen with me and still act   PROUD? ]]

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“Aw. Thanks Pripyat.” Vivek was searching through his phone when he was laying down on his bed as he was taking a break from work. “I needed that. I’ve already dealt with many stuff so uh. Yeah.” He chuckled afterwards.

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It was hard for Vivek to hide is laughter, so it was just him smiling awkwardly. “Please.” When Pripyat put his finger through the piece of chicken and made that grunting noise, Vivek couldn’t help but laugh. “Fuck! Pripyat, you’re so god damn annoying. In a good way though.” He then got out a small pot and filled it with some water before putting it on the stove. “So I just need to boil this and then- Wait, What?” Hearing Pripyat just slapping the chicken on the counter made him laugh even more, “Dude, please! Why are you so obsessed with slapping it?” Vivek quickly grabbed a random piece of chicken and threw it towards Pripyat just for fun. “Do you like that? Just hearing the slap noise it makes?”

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Pripyat shielded his face from the raw chicken the other threw at him as his laughing died down. "Alright alright! That's enough! We live here!" He started kicking the chicken around. "Yeah I like that, the slapping reminds me of all the porn I watch." Pripyat started laughing again before turning on his boots so he could avoid all the smashed chicken on the floor. "I'll show you some time." He blew kisses towards Vivek as he started hovering around the kitchen while trying to tie his flames up into a high ponytail.

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“Aw.. Someone jealous on how their equipment works out on field?” Vivek crossed his arms as he smirked widely. “You could’ve just asked. Do you even know how those grenades work?”

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"Uh, no. And i'm not jealous!" Pripyat brushed his hair back and crossed his arms too. "I just needed them to blow up some toilets. I could have figured it out by myself." He kept huffing awkwardly and bothering with his jacket. "Someone woulda said no if I asked. So I just thought i'd take some."

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♡ = complimenting them [wonks bcuz this is really old but so am i]

Current meme/starter used: X

“Aw. Thanks Pripyat.” Vivek was searching through his phone when he was laying down on his bed as he was taking a break from work. “I needed that. I’ve already dealt with many stuff so uh. Yeah.” He chuckled afterwards.

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“No…? I don’t think I’m in the right mindset.” Vivek was both confused on what’s going on and what Pripyat’s motives were. Seeing that smile of his made Vivek think he was going to do something stupid, or maybe something good after all. Vivek expected worse though, knowing how he was. “…Oh my god, Pripyat.” He watched as Pripyat was sliding around the floor with the chicken, putting down a package of ramen near the stove and tried to get a small pot to put water in. “You’ve got to pick that up afterwards. That’s just messed up.” Vivek actually hid the fact that it was pretty funny though.

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"Ugh I don't want to pick it up now." Pripyat looked down at his mess and started whining. "Clean this for me, please?" He picked up a chicken piece and started waving it around in front of Vivek again, mimicking the chicken as he talked. "Pwease mister don't make mister Prip pwick up the chicken." Pripyat stared at Vivek with wide eyes behind the small piece of chicken, quickly loosing interest and piercing his finger through the chicken with a soft grunt before he started spinning it around his finger laughing. "Alright alright enough with the chicken right?" He slapped the piece he was playing with on the counter and started chuckling again. "Vivek oh my gosh? Listen." Pripyat knelt down and started slapping the chicken on the counter.

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♡ = complimenting them [wonks bcuz this is really old but so am i]

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“Aw. Thanks Pripyat.” Vivek was searching through his phone when he was laying down on his bed as he was taking a break from work. “I needed that. I’ve already dealt with many stuff so uh. Yeah.” He chuckled afterwards.

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“Pft. I don’t know. Maybe because I’m literally hungry for anything at the moment.” Vivek then closed the counter top that he found the canned soup from. He was kinda curious now that if their was any other premade food here in the kitchen, so he checked another one just in case. He looked over it for a while and got something out, “Ooo. Check this out, I got ra-” Vivek looked over where Pripyat was, and was majorly confused on what he was doing. “What the actual fuck man. What are you doing?”

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“It’s funny.” Pripyat scrunched his face trying to keep from laughing as he kept slapping the chicken together and on the counter to make noises. “You should try this.” He started to grab the other pieces of chicken and squish them in his hands before he started to fling them at the walls to make louder smacking noises. “Dude, are you thinking what I’m thinking?” A big grin started to creep across his face as he looked up at Vivek, getting down off the counter and putting slices of chicken under his boots as he started to slide around the kitchen with them, leaving small chunks across the floor as he crouched down and pushed each foot in front of each other to slide around.

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♡ = complimenting them [wonks bcuz this is really old but so am i]

Current meme/starter used: X

“Aw. Thanks Pripyat.” Vivek was searching through his phone when he was laying down on his bed as he was taking a break from work. “I needed that. I’ve already dealt with many stuff so uh. Yeah.” He chuckled afterwards.

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“Oh you know. Respecting others orders and such. I’ve grown used to it.” Vivek closed the fridge door and walked toward where Pripyat was, “You know what? Change in plans-” He threw the packaged chicken at Pripyat and looked at the countertops after that, “Fuck making it. Is there any premade ones in here? It’ll just be easier.” After a while, Vivek ended up finding a can, and read on how to make it. “Ok. This is much easier then. I’ll get set up then.”

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“C’mon don’t give up, I can start cutting it, maybe we can put this chicken with your can and have double the chicken.” Pripyat sat up onto the counter while squishing the chicken in the package. “It’s just water and chicken, why do you want to eat this?” He started opening the sealed package to play with the slimy pieces, jiggling them around with his gloves. “Hey, hey check it out.” Pripyat grabbed another chicken and started slapping them together and on the counter.

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♡ = complimenting them [wonks bcuz this is really old but so am i]

Current meme/starter used: X

“Aw. Thanks Pripyat.” Vivek was searching through his phone when he was laying down on his bed as he was taking a break from work. “I needed that. I’ve already dealt with many stuff so uh. Yeah.” He chuckled afterwards.

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“Yeah, hold on.” Vivek tried to reach to his pocket and got out his phone, checking the time real quick. ( Eh. Past noon. That’s fine I guess. ) He then handed his phone to Pripyat to let him do whatever he was going to do. “I’m pretty sure were going to need more then that.” Vivek went towards where the fridge was and checked it real quick. “And did you even check in here? There’s plenty here.” He pulled a little package of sealed chicken.

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Pripyat grabbed the others phone and snickered. "Why do you trust me?" He turned on the phones camera and started taking pictures of himself before stretching out his pants at the waist again and taking a few below shots. "Do you even know how to cook chicken? I sure don't, also how many of these do you want I already took like six." He sneered at Vivek. "It's a fan service!" Pripyat started leaning on the counters while taking photos of himself on Viveks phone, not even paying attention to the idea of cooking anymore.

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♡ = complimenting them [wonks bcuz this is really old but so am i]

Current meme/starter used: X

“Aw. Thanks Pripyat.” Vivek was searching through his phone when he was laying down on his bed as he was taking a break from work. “I needed that. I’ve already dealt with many stuff so uh. Yeah.” He chuckled afterwards.

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“Those gloves work fine. Trust me, I use them to handle all types of different things. It’s pretty handy to keep around.” Vivek then leaned his head a little to Pripyat’s shoulder, “I’ll just try to make chicken noodle. I’m pretty sure there’s some stuff to cut, so if you want to help with that. I’m probably going to just find a recipe online since I have no knowledge on how to make it.” Sooner or later, the two finally reached where the kitchen was.

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"Wait, you brought your phone right?" Pripyat rubbed the back of his neck and shifted his arm down to hold Viveks hand. "I need it for a second if you have it." He brushed his hair gas back with his free hand while nodding at the others instructions before he let go of Viveks hand to wander the kitchen instead. "So i'm guessing we need chicken, and noodles. Right?" Pripyat put his hands on his hips while looking up and down at the countertops. "Because I sure don't see no free chickens in here."

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♡ = complimenting them [wonks bcuz this is really old but so am i]

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“Aw. Thanks Pripyat.” Vivek was searching through his phone when he was laying down on his bed as he was taking a break from work. “I needed that. I’ve already dealt with many stuff so uh. Yeah.” He chuckled afterwards.

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“I think I do actually. Safety reasons anyways.” Vivek reached into his pockets to get the pair, and handed it to Pripyat. “Its pretty thin so it wouldn’t be as bad as actual gloves out there. Thanks technology.” Vivek then tried to playfully shove Pripyat to the side while they approached the kitchen, “Well why didn’t you tell me? I do too don’t know either, and yeah I only microwave stuff. I just wanna try making something simple. Probably soup since I haven’t had some recently and recently carved for it.”

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Pripyat took the pair of gloves and scanned over them before sliding them on. “I don’t think you’ll be needing my help for making soup. Unless you wanna put other stuff in it.” He shoved the other back too and chuckled before he locked his arm with Viveks so he could be closer with the other. “I can totally cut some stuff for your soup if you want, I mean if you trust these gloves enough.” Pripyat snapped his glove onto his wrist like he had before with his belt, making an audible snap noise like a rubber band. 

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♡ = complimenting them [wonks bcuz this is really old but so am i]

Current meme/starter used: X

“Aw. Thanks Pripyat.” Vivek was searching through his phone when he was laying down on his bed as he was taking a break from work. “I needed that. I’ve already dealt with many stuff so uh. Yeah.” He chuckled afterwards.

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Vivek did a half suppressed laugh to himself as he actually couldn’t cook well. “That’s a whole different story. Yeah, sure. You’re putting stuff together to make something new. There’s a lot that differentiate from the two subjects.” He took Pirpyat’s coat and put it around his shoulder as well, and continued walking towards the area where the kitchen was. “Haha. Yeah, no.” He sounded sarcastic at that time, “I’ve dealt with enough illnesses and I don’t need another one. Just teach me when we get there. Hell, wear some radiation proof gloves or something so it doesn’t get into the food.” 

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"You have any of those fancy gloves on you?" Pripyat held out his arms and scanned over his hands. "Maybe you're right, but I don't like wearing more clothes than I have to." He inserted his thumb into his belt and stretched it out, snapping it back onto his body. "I'm gonna be honestly i really don't know how to cook, I can microwave stuff." Pripyat hugged himself insecurely and watched his boots. "I'll just watch you do it, you'll be better than me trying."