CATCH ME BITCH: the carbon roller story
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CATCH ME BITCH: the carbon roller story
tazmilyxfamily:
Albeit slightly miffed at his lack of visible appreciation for her concern over him, she was still polite enough to back away and give Mask a good amount of room to stand up on his own. The question caught her off guard, however, and her bejeweled ears drooped. It was almost sudden enough to shock her completely out of her generally positive demeanour. Almost. The popstar crossed her arms. Hmph. Asking what she would do if he hadn’t been okay- Ridiculous!
“I’d call for help, of course!! I-”
The next two questions seemed to be enough to finally get to her. “I-” What would she do if he’d turned out to have died right in front of her? Callie didn’t know. Golden eyes became downcast as she seemed to stew it over for a good while; both things that were definitely rare for her to be doing, especially in public and in front of a stranger like this. “Um… Once. I found out about it after the concert was over, but y- yeah.”
She wasn’t entirely sure why she was telling the stranger this, exactly. To get it off her chest, maybe?
“...wait, really? Shit, dude.” Mask sheepishly looks down at the ground where he’d been lying previously. He’d only asked it sarcastically (and because he was a creepy little weirdo) but he hadn’t expected her to say yes. Guess it wasn’t so surprising, with how many people attended those concerts. Stuff was bound to happen once in a while. “Sorry. I was just playin’ with you. Wasn’t your fault, y’know... And dying at a concert doesn’t sound so bad. I mean if you gotta go out that’s a pretty fun way...” Was this helping? He really can’t tell.
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a memory foam pillow
“Huu... huhu... squishy.” He presses his hands into it. Seems like it might get more use as a stress ball than a pillow.
whirlyhopper replied to your post: Hands him a tiny model replica of their helicopter...
“I made this, actually! You want one? Pick a car, it’ll give me something to work on.”
“Wow, okay. Uhh I don’t really know a lotta cars... Maybe you can make my friend Skull’s car? It’s um... it’s got... doors... and wheels.” Frankly it’s a bit much to picture a car that fits him. He’s more like one of those exploding hoverboards.
Hands him a tiny model replica of their helicopter mode!
Mask isn’t usually one for vehicle models, but if they’re given to him by a giant robot, then fuck yeah. “Cool... Did you get this specially made or something? I want a car that looks like me.”
Leave an object in my ask and my muse will react to it being given to them.
i’m doing the three mouth under here but none of you will ever see it
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hogonouta:
Everything in Elysium was perfect, not too perfect, but the ideal mundane lifestyle. Minimal stress (unless you purposely overworked yourself), friendly neighbours, plentiful of public events to encourage gatherings and interactions. It really was such a sweet life, wasn’t it? No college today, so Nazuna was free to spend it idling around or catch up with his friends. Sadly, the others were preoccupied so he decided he would make use of his time and explore the Steppe. New items were always available, leaving his mind to wonder what there could possibly be.
Taking on the job of helping deliver items between stores, Nazuna had temporarily stopped, arms aching from the weight he had to carry when another resident had approached him. Everyone in Elysium looked different, so there was no cause to be alarmed by his appearance. This was normal. Everything was normal. Despite the other wearing a gas mask, he had to eat at some point, right?
“I mean— it’s not harming anyone else is it? Plus, some people have specific diets, so these kinds of food open new pathways to their otherwise restricted diet. If something catches your interest, I’ll cover the cost for ya! Can’t knock something til you try it, right? Personally, I’d say the vegan donuts are actually nice…”
He might eat, though by the looks of him, it probably wasn’t nearly often enough. Even one unfamiliar with Inkling anatomy could see how lank and floppy his tied-back tentacles were and how his hoodie hung loose on his noodly frame. Though, considering the nature of this place, how bad could it possibly be? Maybe he was supposed to look like this, like he was going to keel over any second.
“No, no, that’s not what I’m talking about, being vegan or whatever... It’s like...” Mask gestures to a chalkboard stand standing outside on of the stalls. It’s a little too far away to read, though. “Y’know how places claim they got clean food? What’s up with that? I sure hope it’s clean, but what makes it cleaner than other places? Kinda makes you wonder why anybody bothers to eat stuff they tell you is good for you. Like, is it really? I dunno.” He has a lot of thoughts on this, but in the moment, it’s tough to articulate them in a way that doesn’t make him sound like a raving lunatic.
“I’m uh, I’m good, thanks,” Mask answers the offer belatedly. “I don’t like people seeing my mouth, or the rest of my face...”
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skull-s5:
Do I look like the kind of guy to kid around?
On a separate note, are you serious about that dating thing or not?
yeah dude
i love you, man
i know i kid around a lot but i’m serious this time
anytime you wanna go out just hmu
cyancynic replied to your post:
you gonna kill him dude?
“In short.”
“Yes.”
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