The Muscle

GOON; 1-Person of dubious mental capacity. 2-One whom does not possess sound reasoning. 3-Hired muscle; Someone paid or in service to protect and/or do the physical hardships of another. "I never lie to any man because I don't fear anyone. The only time you lie is when you are afraid." JOHN GOTTI

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Chuck barely resists the urge to ask him how he could possibly make a mess when he was only gone for five minutes, but he just rolls his eyes behind his bangs and says, “Mike says we should hit him up at Antonio’s, everyone’s having a little blow at the hideout.” And with that, he heads to their (more or less) shared bedroom, shutting and locking the door for a little privacy as he finally gets to change out of his mucky, mud-water damp clothes and into a fresh outfit—another suit, but this one was a lot more comfortable than his work clothes.

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Chuck returns, looking perkier, and explained about the call; Mike, wanting them all to gather. Hey, that was a good idea! Standing up quickly, Texas nods. “You got it. Ah hey, where’you goin?” Hearing the distinctive sound of the lock behind him, Texas swears at the door Chuck has just closed behind him. He needs to change his shirt too! He thumps on the door for a bit, then sighs; it’s been a while since he last had to do this. Chuck wouldn’t be happy, but he fixed the door last time he did it, he could fix it easy again. It was Chuck’s fault anyway, he shouldn’t lock the door. Backing up a bit, Texas exhales, eyeing the door, then takes a kick to the door, close to the lock. The sound of splintering wood is loud and sudden, though Texas is sure he hears a shriek. Dusting off his trouser leg, he wanders into the room, snags one of his own clean shirts, and leaves again, leaving the door open, broken, and looking worse for wear. Removing his dirty shirt, Texas changes, puts his tie and jacket bon, and grabs his hat, heading outside and downstairs. Thurman and Ruby are at the bottom of the stairs. Thurman looks confused, and Ruby seems angry. “Don’t worry, Texas can fix it. I fixed it last time, didn’t I?” That just earns him a tut and a heavy sigh of frustration. Texas makes sure to whistle extra loudly as he walks out the shop door.

He’s sat in the car several minutes later, still waiting for Chuck, the whistled tune turned into full on singing. “T For Texas, T For Tenneseeeee, T For Texas, T For Tennesseeeee…T For Thelmaaa, ohh that Gal Made A Wreck Out Of Meee~” He taps on the steering wheel, impatient and yodelling.

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[[Mafiacity PSA!! Usually it’s our Mike who makes these, but she’s absent at the moment.

So a bit ago, someone asked if they could join the Mafiacity RP group? And since then we’ve thought and discussed having more members. We’ve now come to the decision that, no, we’ll not be accepting new members, and I’m really very sorry, but we can’t handle accepting more than one person, and there’s not very many characters that can come on their own (eg. the Duke without No. 2, or Red without Kane, etc. etc.). So yeah, I’m sorry everyone who’d wanted to join… :’(

That said, have a good day everyone.

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Texas! Who would you say is your greatest friend out of all the burners? And why?

"Oh man, you had to ask!"

"Chuck and I get on pretty well, we live together and all. He cleans and I make the place the berries. Mike is a good leader, Texas owes him a lot...Dutch is always asking my help for help with his little art thing he has, I don't blame him. And Julie..."

"Well, let's just say the Bank's closed on that one."

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[ooc post;

I've also gotta apologise for the lack of Texas reaction images. I'm a huge goober, and was unhappy with the ones I drew, so I asked Iu to do some for me, even though I feel bad since they did everyone else's (weeps) But basically, I don't wanna rush Iu, so there will just be placeholders instead of actual images, so bear with me!! Also thank-you to Iu for being a huge babe and putting up with my selfish request. I love you Iu!!!]

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You've killed people before you were a Burner? What did you do?

"Texas...doesn't want to talk about this anymore."

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Some of the other Burner's have admitted killing people - what about you Texas?

"...Texas has, plenty of times."

"Even before Texas was a Burner, it's not exactly a fun thing to do but it's necessary. And now? If anyone, and I mean anyone, takes a shot at my friends, Texas won't hesitate. Mike might try and disable them by shooting their legs, but Texas does not give you that chance."

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Suppose you found out that one of the family members works for the other side. What would you do?

"I...Texas would...

...I'd be mad. The other side, it might seem like a Deluxe lifestyle, but Texas knows it's not, and I'd be angry that they even thought it was a good life to lead. Sometimes, Texas suspects Chuck, or even Julie, but...

They're my - I mean our friends. They wouldn't do that to Texas...

Right?"

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hey texas whats your favorite thing to do when youre alone

"Texas isn't sure he understands...this question...What are you implying?"

"I just work on the car, practice a few punches, y'know, that kinda thing.

...and I quite like reading Vanity Fair, it has some very interesting articles. And sometimes I cook. What, Texas is a modern man!"

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Ask my character deeply personal questions.

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Any category; nothing is off-limits.

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corno-forte started following you

-Chuck jumped at the sight of Texas in a suit. A NICE SUIT. WHEN AND HOW DID THAT HAPPEN-

“Texas! I never thought I’d see those gears grind! You look great!”

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Grunting at the sound of yet another familiar voice, Texas turned to see - yep, there he was - Chuck. Another one at least. He drew close, squinting at the taller blonde. "So. You wanna tell Texas what's going on around here?" He tried to make it at least a little friendly, though he was very suspicious. "Has Kane got some kind of plot goin' on? There are an awful lot of you Chuck's running around."

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corno-forte started following you

Wow. Sharply dressed Texas was also quite good looking. She was curious if he behaved like the other Texas she had met, or if he was different. Because Chuck could really not think of any reason the Texas she had met would be wearing a suit. Maybe a date with Julie? 

“Hey?” She waved at the man trying to catch his attention. 

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A shout catching his attention, Texas turned, searching for the person who’d called out. At first he didn’t register, until the sight of…Was that Chuck? What was with his get-up? Wait…something wasn’t right. Squinting, he drew closer, taking a closer look at the person in front of him. “Hey, Ch...uuuck?” He frowned, a little confused and at first suspecting the work of Kane, until he took a chance glance at the person’s chest.

There was silence.

And then Texas started laughing. “Oh man!! What are you doing all togged to the bricks? Are those real?” They can’t possibly be, can they? He’s still laughing when he recalls the strange Julie from earlier, talking about universes. That shuts him up, and his grin fades as he stares at this Chuck. And stares. And then dares risk a glance down at his – no, definitely her – chest. He swears under his breath, flushing brightly, and grabbing at his hat to at least try and hide his face. “I-I’m sorry about that Ma’am, I thought you were someone I know, I’m terribly sorry for uh, staring at your…uh.”

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"I never lie to any man because I don't fear anyone. The only time you lie is when you are afraid. The problem is...I am afraid."

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She barely contains her next grin, patting the male on the shoulder playfully, eyes alight in mirth. Oh, so their Julie wasn’t like her. Well, she doesn’t mind. She grew up to be one of the boy’s. more than that, she’s tougher than any single one of the boy’s.

“Mm. No, sweetie. I mean I’m not from here. At all. Different…universe.” The grin broadens some, enjoying herself far more than she should. Judging by his appearance and his reaction, he was from a much earlier time, of demure and obedient women. And she was anything but.

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Oh hellfire, she was getting closer. Letting go of his hat, Texas pulled himself up to his full height (which was seemingly consistent in universes, at least as far as Julie went) and attempted to bluff his way through this. He wasn’t blushing, of course. “A different universe, huh? Like in the movies?” Texas resisted the urge to take a step back; he was not used to this. He knew that Julie – well, their Julie, apparently – wasn’t exactly your typical gal, but this one was another thing entirely. He did his best not to move as she patted his shoulder, keeping his smile steady. “So what universe are you from, doll? Like Oz?” He loved that movie. He gave a little laugh; “You ain’t the baby princess of Oz now are you? You ain’t gonna be captured by Wikked and have Texas have to save you, hmm?” Actually, he wouldn’t mind that.

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[Real men don’t wear clothing.

THEY ARE CLOTHING.]

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[I hate you guys.]

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Unnatural curiosity enveloped her as she see’s a very not Texas looking man stride around with her love interest’s face, confused as all hell and back. So, no one can fault the girl for following him, head canted to one side as she tries to figure him out. He turns to face her, and she’s ready to see a different face, but no, it’s still Texas. Damn, this was confusing.

And then he spoke. She flushes fifty shades of red, cursing him silently. A different Texas, still able to work her into a frenzy. Great. She totally needed this. Note the sarcasm.

“…I’m going to assume you’re from a different place than me, which would explain so much right now.” A breath leaves her in a rush, puffing the air out in feigned annoyance at the ‘cute’ quip.

“And you’re looking as striking as ever, Texas.” She grins, sly and not at all dangerous, moving a tad bit closer. Hey, she’s still curious. don’t fault her.

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She was blushing pretty red, which was cute. Texas’ mouth quirked up into a grin; however, at her statement, he furrowed his brow a little, confused. “You mean like you’re over in the Deluxe area?” Of course they were from different places, she pretty much lived where she worked, right? He had to be honest, he didn’t pay much attention to Julie, though he knew he should. She was a valuable member of the group, even for a girl. “An’ I still don’t get why you’re wearing those, is it a new fashion?” He gestured to her legs, trying not to stare too much. There’d been nothing in Vanity Fair, so where this had come from he had no idea. “I dunno if seeing your gams all in tight trousers is…y’know. Appropriate for a lady like you?”

Mildly startled at her drawing closer – wasn’t Julie more…demure than this usually? This was weird – Texas took the brim of his trilby between thumb and index finger, tilting it slightly, politely. Also to cover his face, because Julie walking towards him with that expression was making him a little nervous, but he didn’t want to show that. He was Texas, he was supposed to be strong and stoic. No moll was going to make him nervous, especially not Julie. He feigned a confident smile, trying not to let his confusion show. “W-well, Texas always is pretty striking. I mean I’m no sheik but…”

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nineliveskane started following you

Texas wasn't entirely sure what this dame was doing following him around, but hey, she looked like Julie. He turned and gave her a little nod in greeting, a typical Texas grin worming it's way onto his face. "Hey dollface! What's with your getup?" Looking her up and down, he noted the pants she wore, a little confused. "You're still as cute as a bug's ear though, doll." He knew he probably shouldn't call her that - she apparently didn't like it, but he couldn't help it, she just was.

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It's a Monday...

“And it looks like there’s not much going on right now. Any of you guys curious about what it’s like being a Burner? I’m feeling up to answering a few of your questions! No need to be shy.”