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(( I wonder if Wooly will make an appearance in The Wanders. If not, I’ll be VERY disappointed. ))
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▼- Our muses in a broken elevator.
Brad grunted in annoyance as the elevator came to an abrupt stop, it was bad enough he was in this small space with such a shifty looking guy, but to be in a broken elevator with this punk was so much worse!
"Just my luck." he muttered under his breath. "To be stuck in such a disgusting place with such a poor excuse of a bad guy."
He stomped his foot slightly in a bratty manor, not liking how the other wasn’t believing him and especially not liking that he kept calling him Bradley.
"I told you my names Brad not Bradley!” He whined. “And why would I want to sound like a bad guy? I’m a hero!”
"A hero?—Ya? Ha! That’s a laugh!" Wooly replied to Brad. "Hey, bub. You and I have somethin’ in common…chasin’ after the ladies. However, I have a type. Ya just go after every same Ya see. What if one was a man in disguise. How would that make ya feel?"
He tried to ignore the fact that this fur ball was trying to call him gullible, even though he really was, but failed. “I am not gullible! I know when it’s a man dressed in female clothing.”
"Really? Then why did Ya think Hatey was a girl?---Ya, I know the story. He told me one night at the Doomstone Bar. Boy, does that skeleton drink a lot of root beers. Even I can't gulp down 5 root beers at one time."
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▼- Our muses in a broken elevator.
Brad grunted in annoyance as the elevator came to an abrupt stop, it was bad enough he was in this small space with such a shifty looking guy, but to be in a broken elevator with this punk was so much worse!
"Just my luck." he muttered under his breath. "To be stuck in such a disgusting place with such a poor excuse of a bad guy."
He shot a glare down at the smaller being and huffed. “I was just on my way to a date, actually.” He lied, it was more of stalking some redheaded princess he had come across before.
"And its Sir Brad Starlight to you, fur ball.” He quickly added, hating how the other decided to call him Bradley. God he hated being called that, it was so un-heroic.
The thief rolled his eyes at Brad; clearly not believing this little lie. “Yeah, sure. And i just stole a million dollars. Looks like we’re both out of luck, bub.” He twirled his mustache with his finger, while hiding his knapsack behind his back.
"Nah, Bradley is a better name for ya, Knighty." He leaned his back against the wall of the elevator. "At least my name sounds like a bad guy name: Wild, Wooly Wander!—Wooly for short."
He stomped his foot slightly in a bratty manor, not liking how the other wasn’t believing him and especially not liking that he kept calling him Bradley.
"I told you my names Brad not Bradley!” He whined. “And why would I want to sound like a bad guy? I’m a hero!”
"A hero?--Ya? Ha! That's a laugh!" Wooly replied to Brad. "Hey, bub. You and I have somethin' in common...chasin' after the ladies. However, I have a type. Ya just go after every same Ya see. What if one was a man in disguise. How would that make ya feel?"
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1- My muse asks yours to be their valentine. 2- My muse hugs yours 3- My muses kisses yours 4- My muse asks yours for a dance 5- My muse gives yours flowers 6- My muse gives yours chocolates 7- My muse takes yours on a walk 8- My muse takes yours to a restaurant 9- My muse and yours simply snuggle on the couch, watching a movie with tons of snacks 10- My muse gives yours a Pokémon plushie (which will be randomly picked)
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▼- Our muses in a broken elevator.
Brad grunted in annoyance as the elevator came to an abrupt stop, it was bad enough he was in this small space with such a shifty looking guy, but to be in a broken elevator with this punk was so much worse!
"Just my luck." he muttered under his breath. "To be stuck in such a disgusting place with such a poor excuse of a bad guy."
Wooly recognized the familiar voice of the knight. He even knew the face of the man, and a smirk grew on his face. “..Aren’t ya Bradley Starlight? I’ve heard things about ya back at Doomstone. Shouldn’t ya be chasin’ after some pretty dame at this hour?” He snickered at Brad.
He shot a glare down at the smaller being and huffed. “I was just on my way to a date, actually.” He lied, it was more of stalking some redheaded princess he had come across before. "And its Sir Brad Starlight to you, fur ball.” He quickly added, hating how the other decided to call him Bradley. God he hated being called that, it was so un-heroic.
The thief rolled his eyes at Brad; clearly not believing this little lie. "Yeah, sure. And i just stole a million dollars. Looks like we're both out of luck, bub." He twirled his mustache with his finger, while hiding his knapsack behind his back.
"Nah, Bradley is a better name for ya, Knighty." He leaned his back against the wall of the elevator. "At least my name sounds like a bad guy name: Wild, Wooly Wander!--Wooly for short."
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X and Wooly fighting together, back to back.
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"Ughh...are ya kiddin' me? I thought you were guardin' the bank!" The thief yelled at the other nomad. "Now, we gotta escape the cops!"
Wooly, how would you feel if Nature started growing apart from you once she's a teen.
"..Wow. I don't know, anon. It's hard for me to say..."
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▼- Our muses in a broken elevator.
Brad grunted in annoyance as the elevator came to an abrupt stop, it was bad enough he was in this small space with such a shifty looking guy, but to be in a broken elevator with this punk was so much worse!
"Just my luck." he muttered under his breath. "To be stuck in such a disgusting place with such a poor excuse of a bad guy."
Wooly recognized the familiar voice of the knight. He even knew the face of the man, and a smirk grew on his face. “..Aren’t ya Bradley Starlight? I’ve heard things about ya back at Doomstone. Shouldn’t ya be chasin’ after some pretty dame at this hour?” He snickered at Brad.
Mock my Muse based on their mannerism. Imitate them, make fun of them!
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Terrible Pick-Up Lines Meme
"Do you know what would look good on you? Me."
"Excuse me, I am about to go home to masturbate and needed a name to go with the face."
"Fuck me if I am wrong, but you want to screw me, don't you?"
"Hey, want to play house? I could be the door, and you could slam me all night long."
"How do you like your eggs; poached, scrambled, or fertilized?"
"I do floors, doors, windows, and you."
"I wish you were a screen door, so I can slam you all day long."
"If I flip a coin, what are the chances of me getting head?"
"If I was a skateboard and you were a ramp, I would grind you all night."
"If I was your coworker, I'd sexually harass you."
"If your left leg was Thanksgiving and your right leg Christmas, can I visit you between the Holidays?"
"I’m tired. You’re tired. Let’s sleep together!"
"Let's bypass all the bullshit and just get naked."
"Remember my name. you'll be screaming it later."
"Roses are red, violets are blue. I like spaghetti, let's go screw."
"That dress looks very becoming on you. Of course, if I were on you, I'd be coming, too."
"Wanna play some football? We can both be skins."
"What are you doing tonight? Besides me?"
"Would you like to try an Australian kiss? It is just like a French kiss, but down under."
"You are what you eat, and tonight I want to be you."
"You must be a cold shower, because I'd love to be inside of you."
"You must not have air conditioning because I'm your fan and you're turning me on."
"You remind me of my pink toe; you're small, you're cute, and I'm probably going to bang you on my coffee table later tonight."
"You wanna go skinny dipping in my water bed?"