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“I know I don’t know you and this might sound really strange, but do you have a room or a spare settee or something I could crash on? I could pay you… I just… I really need someone to help me out right now.”
“Look man- I’d help if I could but How do I GAH-! How do I know you’re not going to rob or kill me in my sleep if I let you in?!” He demands, knuckles squeezing the door knob so hard, his knuckles grew white.@dallasdovahkiin
“Shit! Sorry, I didn’t see you there… Are you okay?” -- Karen @thosewomen
“AUGH!!!” A startles yelp escapes Tweek as he wobbles,hopping comically on one foot with a tray of coffee in one hand, precariously balancing them until he could find his equilibrium again. “Jesus christ, watch it! I could have NGH I could have dropped this and what if you die from third degree burns? I’M TOO YOUNG AND TENDER FOR JAIL GAH!!”@thosewomen
| Open RP |
sugarxbebe
“Well I thought I saw something moving, so I came to, um…” A light pink of embarrassment dusted her cheeks. “Investigate.”
Darn. It sounded downright foolish when she said it out loud. See something suspicious wiggling in the dumpster? Go and check it out, Bebe! Nothing could possibly go wrong! Especially not in South Park.
“I thought it was animal, like a stray cat or–” Roaches. Diseased rodents. A very well hidden meth head. Ugh, Wendy was right. She really needed to check herself before doing stuff without thinking.
“Never mind,” Bebe said, shaking her head. She took a step toward Tweek with the intention of following him inside.
“Don’t tell anyone you saw me digging around in the trash.”
As her explanation continued, the twitchy blonde’s eyes only seemed to grow narrower, squinting at her openly. He could feel the beginning stages of suspicion again, a niggling thought at the back of his cranium. That’s such a transparent reason does she really think anyone’s stupid enough to fall for that??? There’s no way that could be the REAL reason, especially when they all know how sly and scheming Bebe could be what on earth is she up to but no no stop. Stop. S T O P. She’s his friend. She’s his friend right? She has no reason to hurt him or want to take advantage of him and in the event of anything he’ll have to make sure to lock up extra tight and keep closer watch. It’s FINE. “NGH!!! Fine! But only if you tell me what you’re GAH looking for!” He pushes the door wide, waiting for her to get in.
First-Time Interaction starter sentences
“I realise you don’t know me, but please help me, I think I’m going to pass out.” “I’m sorry to interrupt, but I saw someone put something in your drink. You didn’t drink from it already, did you?” “I got robbed and have no way of getting home. They got my phone, so I can’t call anyone. Could I please borrow your phone?” “Shit! Sorry, I didn’t see you there… Are you okay?” “Charlie! Imagine seeing you here!– Oh. Wait, you aren’t Charlie…” “Excuse me, I was looking to get my girlfriend a bra, could you help me– You’re not the shop assistant, are you?” “Watch out for that truck!” “Is this your wallet?” “You look very different to your profile picture…” “Look out where you’re going, asshole!” “Did you see that?! He had a gun.” “Are you the girl/guy from So You Think You Can Dance?!” “Err– I’m sorry to interrupt, but I was just walking behind you and I think you must have sat in something…” “I know I don’t know you and this might sound really strange, but do you have a room or a spare settee or something I could crash on? I could pay you… I just… I really need someone to help me out right now.” “HELP ME!” “Oh my god, are you okay? I’m calling the police. I think I saw who did this to you.” “Are you alright? You look really pale.” “The whole street is blocked off. The police won’t tell us anything, but I think there’s been some kind of attack… Maybe a bomb?” ”Have you lost something? Can I help?” “Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?”.
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don’t forget bring a LARGE pack of skittles and mountain dew!!!
thatsss a prertty ofd requerst but got it!!!
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HWYST WHATS SDDFGOING ON ARE YOU DSAFE IM ONE MY WAY!!!!
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Kenny stands in the middle of the garage, donned in his Mysterion costume. “Nuts? No, I’m not allergic to them.” He smirked a bit as the fidgety boy walked inside of his decrepit lair. Of course, once close enough, he grabs for one of the muffins and immediately devours it.
“Um, sorry. Was hungry. Anyway, this is where we’ll operate from. Talk to the police, listen in on the town for possible crimes, and try to track down Professor Chaos. Oh, which reminds me, did you think of your hero name yet Tweek?”
While the other was preoccupied with the muffins, Tweek took the opportunity to observe his surroundings, drinking in as many details as he were able, familiarising himself with the layout. Tweek’s attention was drawn back in when Kenny...Mysterion began speaking again and he listens, nodding occasionally. “Shouldn’t we GAH shouldn’t we do research on Professor Chaos’ and his NGH his underlings...assuming he has them because every villain does....so that we can f-ind out their weaknesses?” A pause and Tweek grimaced. “Something NGH something aggressive like uhm...Barbarian King or something, I don’t know, man! I’m not good at coming up with names and stuff.”
| Open RP |
sugarxbebe
Bebe pressed a palm to each knee as she crouched with her back to the alley. Maybe it was because her hair hung beside her face that Tweek didn’t recognize her, but she certainly recognized him when she heard his voice. Her cheeks dimpled with a grin. Flipping her curls over her shoulder, Bebe stood and regarded Tweek with her hands on her hips.
“Damn, you caught me,” she teased. “Where else is a bitch supposed to score an eight-ball? This is the classiest alleyway I know~”
The barista had the handle of the broom he was clutching in a vice grip, tension evident, as if he was geared up for an altercation. It wasn’t until he was able to see the other’s face and hear her voice that recognition hit. Brows rose with bemusement. “Bebe?” A slow blink in surprise was offered as the anger in him dissipates in an instant. “What are you GAH doing here in the alley?” It takes Tweek a moment to process her answer and snort in amusement. “NGH right- if you can count the amount of gang fights and alley w-way fucking. Wanna GAH wanna come in for a bit?”
@caffeineandparanoia liked This post for a starter from any muse and ended up with Juuzou Suzuya!
The short raven looks up at the menu in the coffeeshop, his eyes tired even though there’s a clear energetic aura around him. For a moment he just stares before turning his eyes towards the blonde at the counter. “Um….What is a…Ma-k-iato?” He asks. English is hard to speak even though he knows it somewhat. Some words are just so hard to pronounce. Macchiato being one of them.
Though he knew it was only a matter of time before the other spoke, Tweek still could not quite repress the jolt in his frame and the involuntary squeak that emits from him when he does. Coughing to cover up his embarassment, the blonde does his best to regain some of his dignity. “Oh do you mean M-Macchiato?” A pause. “It’s just coffee with st GAH steamed milk. Do you maybe want to tell me whether you prefer NGH sweet or bitter so that I can re-recommend something?”
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Stan smiled a little, a grateful one. But his eyes still betrayed him, and he looked down, taking off his hat and running his hands through his hair with a sigh.
“When I turned ten…I thought life was good. But. . Everything began to seem really shitty. In that time, my parents left each other, we moved. . And Kyle and the others left me because I was acting like an asshole. My mom took me to this place for weird kids, and they told me I was seeing the world as it was, and told me to drink something to go back to normal. Little did I know that drink? Was beer. And from that day, I’ve been drinking it to at least try to stay happy… But it’s not working like it did anymore. Kyle’s going to find out and I’ll be alone again. . “
He put his arms around himself, looking at the ground with a sad smile.
“Guess I deserve it though huh. . “
He’s quiet as he listens to his companion’s words, save for the involuntary noises he makes in his occasional twitches- considerably lessened since his youth but still present all the same. “No!” His vehemence surprised even him when he finally replies and Tweek takes a moment to gather his composure. “Look man, you might or might not have AGH have fucked up for being an asshole but that doeSNGH doesn’t mean you deserve to be alone.”
Four Word . Prompts
“Please, come with me.”
“You’re always number one.”
“I can’t do this.”
“I won’t let you.”
“Maybe I’m just crazy.”
“I’m not even sorry.”
“Honestly, just stop it.”
“I believe in you.”
“Don’t be an ass.”
“Who were you with?”
“Please talk to me.”
“I can’t trust you.”
“I need you, though.”
“Don’t be fucking rude.”
“Is that my shirt?”
“So, it was you.”
“I need to go.”
“Just stay with me.”
“You can trust me.”
“Alright, I love you.”
“I’m sorry, but no.”
“Will you help me?”
“You’re a terrible cook.”
“Can you shut up!?”
“You love me, right?”
“I really need you.”
“I don’t love you.”
“I’m not doing this.”
“I really need you.”
“You don’t want me.”
“Let me help you.”
“You’re such a bitch.”
“I can’t do this.”
“You think you’re funny?”
“Hey, I said stop!”
“Will you marry me?”
“Wanna go out sometime?”
“I don’t want this.”
“You always this quiet?”
“Are you fucking insane!?”
“I don’t want you.”
“I’m not wearing that.”
“Sorry, were you sleeping?”
“This was never right.”
“You look really tired.”
“I’m out of here.”
“You need to go.”
| Open RP |
The suspicion in the blonde’s features was hard to miss when he finally notices the figure crouched near the steps as he swings the door to the alley open, intending to dispose of the trash. Brows furrowed hard as Tweek remained silent for a moment, hands tightening against the trash bag reflexively. “W-hat are you GAH doing here? I swear to God if it’s one of those drug deals again I’m going to scrNGH scream.”
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[ Guess who’s back, back again!! Sorry guys I waded too deep into One Punch Man and The Coma: Cutting Class but ayee I’m gonna stick around a little more this time. Anybody want to plot? Or a random starter? ]
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“Not a probable possibility though. Good to here you’re doing okay. Umm, why are people fighting near your dumpsters. That sounds kind of unsanitary. Kyle’s face screwed up in a disgust . “I’m just you know, dealing? Umm yeah. How about yourself? “
"NGH I guess do. I don’t know, man. People are w-weird.” Lips twitched with amusement. “I-Ironic coming fr-from me of all people but yeah.” A roll of his shoulders. Tweek isn’t one to judge what others do near dumpsters- most of the time he doesn’t want to know to be honest. “At least they aren’t doing....something else.” A pause. “I don’t know, man. D-dealing doesn’t sound AGH too good...you aren’t in trouble are you? ....Same old same GAH old. Still fucked in the head but eh. At least I- solved the underpant gnomes problem.”
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“ Y-Yeah but.. Tweekers. A lot of things have changed since we last met, and I mean a lot of stuff. “
"Jesus, I hope it’s nothing too GAH too bad then. Why don’t you up-update me then?”
