&quot;You said trap&quot;

how long have you role played for: 4+ years

your first rp genre: Uhhh drama horror??

first character’s name: Syrus

first character’s face claim: Uh, she didn't have one so first character with an FC was Emma Stone

first character’s species: Human? I don't remeber the species name

last character’s name: Edward Blake

last character’s face claim: Jeffery dean Morgan

last character’s species: human

do you prefer tumblr or forums: tumblr

have you roleplayed with someone you know irl: Yeah

what is your favourite genre of rp: Angst?

what is your least favourite genre of rp: uhh idk haven't really run into one yet

if you could change one thing about the rp community, what would it be: Hate and drama go bye bye

how long has a plot lasted for you: A few months at lost, kinda depends

are you open for plotting: Hell yeah

do you have any restrictions when it comes to plots: uhh none that come to mind currently

#outofpuns

sardonicwebslinger said:/peaks

*smacks with newspaper*

#outofpuns

Working on theme no peaking

#ooc

twofacedheir

"Do you like tostadas?"

Oh god. Should he answer yes or should he answer no?

"Uh.. Yes?"

"Will you buy me one then?"

#twofacedheir #ic #rp

”I do not understand what slicing a loaf of bread has to do with this conversation or why it is such a wondrous invention. I am certain it is nothing new.” His expression clouded with slight confusion at the mercenary’s words.

Now he was just blabbering, not really listening much to what the reaper had to say. His stomach starting to rumble just from the thought of food itself.

"You kidding me?" He chuckled, hearing only bits and pieces of what the other had said. "These are all the way from Mexico, they're hard to find back up in Canada."

”I do not wish to know what ‘heaven in a tortilla’ is like. I will not ask what those are, either.” He shook his head simply and only once, but it was enough to convey the gesture.

Nothing ever seemed to come easy, especially food.

"Fine that just means more for me," Wade replied raising the pitch in his voice to sound more childish as he spoke. "Guess you'll miss the greatest thing invented since sliced bread."

#Just lost a follower...?#Fine no chimichangas for you #or tostadas #or tacos #GOOD DAY SIR/MADA/WHATEVER YOUR GENDER MIGHT BE #outofpuns

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“William. My name is William T. Spears, Mr. Wilson. Disregarding that I, again, have not promised you anything, I do not know what ‘chimichangas’ are.

"What! His jaw dropping, his features frozen, with the palms of his hands up looking over the reaper for any hit he may have been lying. "How the hell can you not know what a chimichaga is? Its- Its like, Heaven in a tortilla."

”And, pray tell, who exactly is ‘Fury’, Mr.Wilson?” Speaking with this individual raised more questions than it did answers.

#cynicalsupervisor #ic #rp #wade stop #please just stop

"Ok enough with the games misterrrr..." Wade words dragged as he scanned the other quickly, coming up short when he had made such luck in finding a name tag. "Mister ass wipe, where are my chimichangas."

”Pardon?” Putting aside what the other was claiming to have done to possess such a thing, he had no idea what he was talking about in the slightest. “I have promised you nothing, regardless of whatever ‘chimichangas’ may be.”

"Nah uh, I know you guys have them," the merc began. His gloved hands reaching over his shoulders pulling the two sharpened blades from their halters.

'Fury said I could have some if I put on a show, now where are they?"