Agh! Too much pressure!

Independent teenage Tweek Tweak RP blog! | I will roleplay anything. Canon, fanon, headcanons, crossovers, blood and gore, etc. However I will not roleplay smut. No sex. That's way too much pressure. (Any art used is listed in the credits link,VI. Enjoy your stay, and avoid pressure.)

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Open Rp!

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  "Accident..? Huh.." He tapped his fingers underneath the counter. He hated getting questions like that. What is wrong with him? Being a teenager with ADD and a nervous twitch is only part of the fucked up mess that’s Tweek. But.. This guy didn’t know anything about him.

"Oh? Well, nothing really. Its just my fist time running the shop… A-alone.. This late. But uh, you said you g-got here by accident? What brought you to South Park, Colorado?"

He took another sip from his cup of coffee.

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Giving a small nod Armin supposed he understood—it could be a bit scary to handle things on your own, especially at a young age. Because of that he almost pitied the boy and felt bad for scaring him in the first place.

"South Park, Colorado…?"

The Night Elf questions, sitting up in his chair slightly and giving a tilt of his head, confusion written over his features—now this was a place he’d never heard of, huh, what an odd name.

"I believe I took the wrong Portal."

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Tweek tilted his head to the side. Never heard of South Park, Colorado? Well sure, maybe South Park, but Colorado? Colorado has to be famous for something.. Weed? Maybe this guy wasn't a stoner.. That certainly didn't make a difference, anyways.

"Portal..? Ohhh! You're from a different dimension, probably. Haha, nghh, yeah. That happens sometimes. D-do you know how to get back..?"

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Open Rp!

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  Tweek smiled and scratched the back of his head. Teldrassil..? That sounds like a pain medication. He didn’t want to seem rude, so he quickly answered.

"Uhm.. Well I honestly can’t say I’ve heard of T-Teldrassil.. B-but, that sounds like a fascinating place. That can’t be close to here, either. You must’ve came a long.. nghhnn.. ways away to get here."

He drank some coffee that he had made for himself. Just like the Elf, Tweek’s nerves were calmed with coffee. Well, that’s what he always thought to be true. In fact it actually made him more jittery.

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Brows knitted together and a small sigh passes his lips after taking a small sip of the coffee, frowning slightly now—how could he of never heard of it, it just—well, it was unheard of since they were allianced with the humans.

Perhaps the humans here weren’t teaching their kin about the rest of the realms?

"I…wouldn’t say a long way, it was sort of an accident that I showed up here."

Well—it could have been a long way, he didn’t know, since it was just a portal—so whether he was in the Eastern Kingdoms or the Outlands, he didn’t know. Taking one more sip of his coffee before putting it down on the table his gaze switched back over to the teen with slight concern.

"You seem very unsettled, is there something bothering you?"

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"Accident..? Huh.." He tapped his fingers underneath the counter. He hated getting questions like that. What is wrong with him? Being a teenager with ADD and a nervous twitch is only part of the fucked up mess that's Tweek. But.. This guy didn't know anything about him.

"Oh? Well, nothing really. Its just my fist time running the shop... A-alone.. This late. But uh, you said you g-got here by accident? What brought you to South Park, Colorado?"

He took another sip from his cup of coffee.

[coffeemaniactweek]

Open Rp!

[coffeemaniactweek]

  Tweek fixed a piping hot, freshly brewed, pure black coffee. He took it to his customer and went back to the counter. He decided to initiate conversation.

"So, uh. You d-don’t look like anyone I’ve ever seen before.. Where are you from?"

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When the coffee was placed before him he was almost cautious before picking it up and sighing softly—that warm, freshly brewed smell always set his nerves to rest, and it showed when he sank down in the chair slightly with the hot mug between his long, slender fingers.

Though, when questioned his head perked slightly and he seemed confused—had this boy never heard of Teldrassil, or Darnassus for that matter?

How odd…

"Teldrassil."

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Tweek smiled and scratched the back of his head. Teldrassil..? That sounds like a pain medication. He didn't want to seem rude, so he quickly answered.

"Uhm.. Well I honestly can't say I've heard of T-Teldrassil.. B-but, that sounds like a fascinating place. That can't be close to here, either. You must've came a long.. nghhnn.. ways away to get here."

He drank some coffee that he had made for himself. Just like the Elf, Tweek's nerves were calmed with coffee. Well, that's what he always thought to be true. In fact it actually made him more jittery.

[coffeemaniactweek]

Open Rp!

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  He perked up, and smiled sheepishly, “Okay! Uh, how do you like your coffee?”

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"Black is fine, thank you."

With a nod the Night Elf began to saunter around the small establishment before finding a place to take a seat, a heavy sigh passing his lips—glad that it seemed the humans in this realm weren’t hostile after all.

What a relief.

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Tweek fixed a piping hot, freshly brewed, pure black coffee. He took it to his customer and went back to the counter. He decided to initiate conversation.

"So, uh. You d-don't look like anyone I've ever seen before.. Where are you from?"

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Open Rp!

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  His shaking started to cease as the Night Elf introduced himself as Armin Mossfeather.

"Oh, its fine. I-I get nervous easily. So, Armin. Would you like some coffee? Maybe some, nghh.. food?"

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"Ah."

Well, that made sense—Armin himself had dealt with nerves in the past (And still does) so he understood why he must of made the young human nervous.

Though, at the mention of coffee and food his interest perked, ears perking up right before he nods and stands back up straight, back to towering over with his unusual height.

"Some coffee actual sounds quite good, thank you huma—I mean, Tweek."

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He perked up, and smiled sheepishly, "Okay! Uh, how do you like your coffee?"

[coffeemaniactweek]

Open Rp!

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  He tugged at his apron, and once again twitched. He surveyed the Night Elf, and decided that he wouldn’t hurt him. 

"Oh uh, sorry. I’m not saying that’d you hurt me but if that were your.. nghh.. intentions then, but I’m not saying that you’re a violent person just that, well, uh.." He started shaking. Shit. Shit. Shit.

He sighed, “Sorry, you just startled me, and you don’t exactly look like someone from.. nghnn.. around here… is all.. M-my name is Tweek.”

He outstretched his shaky hand to give the Night Elf a friendly handshake.

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Deciding to stand back up he began to survey the boy, a concerned look beginning to fall over his features as he notices the shaking—did he startle the boy that bad?

A frown settles over his features before he gingerly takes the boys hand, giving a hardy shake before once again dropping his hand to his side, head tilting slightly before he’d decide to speak.

Tweek…what an odd name.

"Armin Mossfeather, it’s a…pleasure to meet you."

With a heavy sigh a faint smile falters over the Night Elf’s lips and he crouches to get somewhat close to the others height, instead of towering over him.

"I apologize if I have startled you."

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His shaking started to cease as the Night Elf introduced himself as Armin Mossfeather.

"Oh, its fine. I-I get nervous easily. So, Armin. Would you like some coffee? Maybe some, nghh.. food?"

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Open Rp!

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  Tweak stood at the counter cleaning a coffee mug out when all of the sudden this.. thing barged into the shop. The loud noise startled him, causing him to drop the mug. He twitched nervously and eyed the strange looking fellow standing against the door. Shit, who —what the hell is this guy? You’d think by now stuff like this wouldn’t bother him but damn was he frozen.

He gulped and nervously stuttered, “Hello sir.. Aggh! Welcome to Tweak brothers coffee shop, uh, how do you like your coffee?” He smiled at the Night Elf. His smile slowly faded, and he added “Don’t hurt me, please..”

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At the sound of another’s voice the elf himself froze, bright yellow hues slowly shifting to look over at the boy—though, perhaps this would be his lucky day, it was only a kid after all.

A heavy yet relieved sigh passes his lips before the Night Elf slides down onto the floor and leans his back up against he door, taking a moment to catch his breath—though, finally turns his attention back to the boy when three words are said.

Don’t hurt me.

He seems confused, blinking a few times—why would he hurt the boy? The humans and Night Elves were supposed to be allianced, so he sure as hell wouldn’t target a young teen.

"Ah…hurt you? Why would I do that?"

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He tugged at his apron, and once again twitched. He surveyed the Night Elf, and decided that he wouldn't hurt him. 

"Oh uh, sorry. I'm not saying that'd you hurt me but if that were your.. nghh.. intentions then, but I'm not saying that you're a violent person just that, well, uh.." He started shaking. Shit. Shit. Shit.

He sighed, "Sorry, you just startled me, and you don't exactly look like someone from.. nghnn.. around here... is all.. M-my name is Tweek."

He outstretched his shaky hand to give the Night Elf a friendly handshake.

[coffeemaniactweek]

Open Rp!

Tweek was sitting at the counter at his family’s coffee shop, putting the money in the cash register. Today has been a good day for work. The shop would be closing right now, if not for the new late hour shift his father decided to enforce. It was up to Tweek to watch the store and carry out orders until 1:00 A.M. He looked up to see his parents getting ready to go home.

"Now son, are you sure you can handle working a couple extra hours all on your lonesome?" "Yeah dad, N-no problem.." His head ticked to the side. Pressure. But he wanted to prove that he was able to take care of the store all on his own. "I’m 16, man. I think I c-can handle this job."

"If you think you can do it, son, you sure can. Don’t forget to lock this place up tight when you leave. Ah, tight. Just like a-"

"Okay dad, jeez. I get it." He tapped his fingers against the counter until his parents left. This shouldn’t be too much pressure. Who goes out to a coffee shop this late into the night?

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Great—just great, he’d taken the wrong portal. 

Again.

And now this—well, he didn’t know what this was, and to make it worse all he saw were humans—no other Night Elves, no Draenei, no Dwarves, no one. Was this some place where only the humans ruled, some hidden place that he wasn’t supposed to be at?

A heavy sigh passes the Night Elve’s lips and he’s trying his best to tuck himself away, afraid that maybe it was off limits to his kind—or anyone else’s kind for that matter. He was nervous, his gut was churning with anxiety and bright yellow hues shifted down every which way while he hide away behind anything he could find whenever someone came near.

There wasn’t any reason to bump into someone and get the humans mad at the Elves all because of his mess up. 

To the sound of footsteps coming down the streets he panicked and practically threw himself into the nearest building, not even noticing as to what it was until he was inside with his back against the door and heavy heaves of breath causing his chest to rise and fall.

—Wait, was…was that coffee he smelled?

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Tweak stood at the counter cleaning a coffee mug out when all of the sudden this.. thing barged into the shop. The loud noise startled him, causing him to drop the mug. He twitched nervously and eyed the strange looking fellow standing against the door. Shit, who —what the hell is this guy? You'd think by now stuff like this wouldn't bother him but damn was he frozen.

He gulped and nervously stuttered, "Hello sir.. Aggh! Welcome to Tweak brothers coffee shop, uh, how do you like your coffee?" He smiled at the Night Elf. His smile slowly faded, and he added "Don't hurt me, please.."

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Open Rp!

Tweek was sitting at the counter at his family's coffee shop, putting the money in the cash register. Today has been a good day for work. The shop would be closing right now, if not for the new late hour shift his father decided to enforce. It was up to Tweek to watch the store and carry out orders until 1:00 A.M. He looked up to see his parents getting ready to go home.

"Now son, are you sure you can handle working a couple extra hours all on your lonesome?" "Yeah dad, N-no problem.." His head ticked to the side. Pressure. But he wanted to prove that he was able to take care of the store all on his own. "I'm 16, man. I think I c-can handle this job."

"If you think you can do it, son, you sure can. Don't forget to lock this place up tight when you leave. Ah, tight. Just like a-"

"Okay dad, jeez. I get it." He tapped his fingers against the counter until his parents left. This shouldn't be too much pressure. Who goes out to a coffee shop this late into the night?

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Nggh, sorry you guys! I've been swamped with work! I swear I'll try to keep this update to date..

(I just wanted to apologize for not having any starters posted or any other information, but here's post number 1! I am also open for asks, as well. Thanks for your time!)