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@aussie-menace-dingo
“Ohhh big talk f’r a fuckin’ pussy huh? G’on, back that shit up mate, dare ya.”
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🔸Aussie-Menace-Dingo🐕
My lovely boy Arlo, who’s now been switched to the side of Shadow Company because I said so and I can do what I want with my goobers >:3
Anyone can interact, go ham, give me starters or whatever you like! This blog is multiship and completely ship friendly, give this goober some love <3
!Rules and other stuff below cut!
https://youtu.be/fPCHHotWJ7o?si=4qX-qkq4vg8w_o3t
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That uh… that’s a new one, I think.
Don’t let the Shadows see, they’re gonna start saying that.
“Puh-hoe-eyy-niiiiiixxxxxxx……”
“Hah. Thats kinda funny actually! Yer not livin’ this one down anytime soon!”
“Y’want me t’old yeller you? I’m honoured, Commander. Truly.”
[ *Dingo snickers, eyeing up the pathetic sight laid out on the couch, arms crossed all smug like. After a moment of enjoying himself, he gives in and saunters over to the cramped kitchenette, running a spare hand towel under the sink and squeezing it out. He tosses it to Graves, flicking some drops of the cool water onto his face.* ]
“Y’look like death, but if death was a fuckin’ ken doll. Er— no offence, ‘course.”
It's the worst kind of assistance - a wet towel flopped on his chest that made him feel no better about the current situation. He groans as he pushes the thing up over his forehead. Maybe it would have relieved the tension behind his eyes if Dingo weren't so insufferable.
"No offense." He mocks, voice nasaly as ever. "D'ya ever shut up? Take pity on a dyin' man."
“I like to think my input is welcome and appreciated here, sir.”
[ *Dingo steps a little closer, just so that he’s looming over Graves’ head like a bad omen, or a particularly irritating Australian man.* ]
[ *He stays quiet for a moment, brows furrowed like he’s lost in thought, before he sighs, face scrunching up a little bit.* ]
“Okay, yeah. M’bein’ a bit mean. Only cause yer an asshole like, ninety percent of the time to everyone on a good day. It’s karma, biiiiitch.”
[ *He unscrunches his face, and steps around the couch to grab one of the worn out cushions, and sticks it behind Graves’ head. He doesn’t say a word after, gaze slightly averted to the door as if watching for anyone who’d dare come check on the sick man.* ]
open rp!
It started with an itch in his throat that he promptly ignored - one he thought would be solved with a scalding hot coffee and a will to not get sick. The itch in his throat turned to a tightness behind his eyes. And now he's on the laid on the couch in the rec room, nursing sweet tea in his hands. The cool glass gets pressed to his forehead in lieu of a towel.
"I'm dying," he croaks, unable to breathe out of one nostril, "just take me out back 'n shoot me. This is miserable."
“Y’want me t’old yeller you? I’m honoured, Commander. Truly.”
[ *Dingo snickers, eyeing up the pathetic sight laid out on the couch, arms crossed all smug like. After a moment of enjoying himself, he gives in and saunters over to the cramped kitchenette, running a spare hand towel under the sink and squeezing it out. He tosses it to Graves, flicking some drops of the cool water onto his face.* ]
“Y’look like death, but if death was a fuckin’ ken doll. Er— no offence, ‘course.”
how about both "dingos" and both "cookies" go against eachother lol??? like fight to the death!!! >:)
this is an excellent question, anonymous! which group would win if these four fought to the death?
@aussie-menace-dingo and @sgm-dingoprescott
vs.
@ask-corporaltwins-141 and @ask-chef-cookie
who would win?
the dingo team
the cookie team
( she wanders into the mess hall with a greggs bag, pastry crumbs all over her chops. )
... What? Y'never seen a sausage, bean and cheese melt, bab?
[Dingo just… stares for a moment. How messy can a person get while eating a damn pastry? And how did she get something from off base anyways? He’s maybe a teensy bit jealous.]
“No..? I don’t think I have? Sounds bloody disgustin’ too.”
Her eyes widen for a moment, before frowning, swallowing down her biteful and wiping at the crumbs on her face with unnessesary aggressive bravado.
"Y'what? Disgusting?! It's fuckin' luvlay, bab!!!!!"
“You’d call anything ‘luvlay’, mate. I’ve seen what you brits eat!”
[Dingo folds his arms indignantly, grimacing slightly at the sheer bravado. Seriously, how can people eat that stuff. He’ll never understand British people.]
( she wanders into the mess hall with a greggs bag, pastry crumbs all over her chops. )
... What? Y'never seen a sausage, bean and cheese melt, bab?
[Dingo just… stares for a moment. How messy can a person get while eating a damn pastry? And how did she get something from off base anyways? He’s maybe a teensy bit jealous.]
“No..? I don’t think I have? Sounds bloody disgustin’ too.”
“…Are you seriously not gonna do anythin’ ‘bout the two thats fuckin’ in the bathroom? They’re still goin’ at it. Loudly.”
- @aussie-menace-dingo
Tell me when they break somethin', then I'll care.
Use another bathroom.
“I’m pissin’ in one of your desk drawers next time this happens. I swear t’god I will.”
Y'won't if y'know what's good for ya.
“I know what’s good fr’me, and it’s pissin’ in your fuckin’ desk.”
“…Are you seriously not gonna do anythin’ ‘bout the two thats fuckin’ in the bathroom? They’re still goin’ at it. Loudly.”
- @aussie-menace-dingo
Tell me when they break somethin', then I'll care.
Use another bathroom.
“I’m pissin’ in one of your desk drawers next time this happens. I swear t’god I will.”
Dingo redesign / official ref!!! That boy has some melanin now!!!
I doubt i’ve said it before, but I heavily hc that Dingo sounds like the musician Tom Cardy. He just.. sounds like my stupid goober.
.. like????
May I add this. IT IS SO DINGO. AH
I doubt i’ve said it before, but I heavily hc that Dingo sounds like the musician Tom Cardy. He just.. sounds like my stupid goober.
.. like????
@aussie-menace-dingo
Now hol’ on, you ain’t a fan a’cowboys? S’a damn shame, we’re good people.
Get you’a gin n’cigarette N’maybe I could change y’r mind?
“…I like the way you think Sergeant. Count me in on that. Maybe i’ll give ya a chance t’change my mind ‘bout cowboys.”
Woah it says here you're a cutie patooty
I didn't even know they were testing for that.
“I- I am?”
[Stares for a solid ten seconds.]
“Uh-? Well of course I am! Ever seen anyone with a prettier face? I betchu haven’t!”
Don’t like the quiet.
“Hang on, boutta fix that for ya Sir.”
*eating your lunch*
“Eh- what the hell man? Gotta be fuckin’ kiddin’ me..”
“Chicks love my autistic swag. I swear they do- hey where r’ya goin’? I swear i’m cool!”
