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Little spoon or big spoon?

LITTLE SPOON cause if the spoons too big its too heavy and feels funny in ur hands yk???

#daisuke mw rp #ask #this is actually awesome!!

Have a doodle of yourself!

GASP this is so good yo.... :000 :DDD

you are a pony now

YIPPPEEE PONYSUKE REAL ON CAMERA!!!!

#YIPPEE #daisuke mw rp #ask

HI DAISUKE

hey. spooky picture is that sans???

Daisuke? You wouldn't happen to know where my pens went, would you?

- @that-one-dead-pixel

oh, uh, hey! sorry, i havent seen any of your pens lately :(( hope that you find them, tho!!

ur such a cutie omg

kisses ur forehead <33/p

thank you???? ^-^

mod: smiles. hi everyone!! sorry for having been gone for like.... damn, nearly a whole month?? something came up in my personal life so i didnt really have time for the blog, sorry. but im back!

#mod dae #mmm hi guys. sorry im like 3 months late to any mouthwashing rp stuff. whoops #my bad #im gonna start doing stuff TOMOREPW I PRPMISE ITS JUST LIKE. MIDNIGHT ATM

mod: yeah. being back worked out well, huh? its for real this time though!! personal stuff had relaxed a lot and i actually have time for fun stuff like this :)

Kiss Marry Kill; Eiffel Tower, Statue of Liberty, The Pyramids

uhhh... kiss the statue of liberty, marry the pyramids, kill the eiffel tower?

#daisuke mw rp #ask #eiffel tower is too pointy. sorey

mod: smiles. hi everyone!! sorry for having been gone for like.... damn, nearly a whole month?? something came up in my personal life so i didnt really have time for the blog, sorry. but im back!

#mod dae #yeagh. sorey

in your opinion, what object is the most dateable?

probably a pen ^-^

i mean. everyone chews on pens or throws them away... i could treat that pen right

hey, uh, jimmy? ive got something that i need your help with, if youre free? it just needs some glue, and i would ask boss but hes busy, and you dont seem to be..?

[hes holding a music box, an old one, with spiralling swirls on the lid and sides. it's a dirty brown, and the figure on the inside of the box seems to have snapped off. it occasionally plays janky notes, in what might have been a nice tune, once upon a time. one of the sides of the box has fallen off, probably what needs gluing]

-@intern-daisuke

Yeah, alright, I'll trust autopilot not to kill us all in the few seconds I look away. Let's see...

[ He looks over the music box, a quirked eyebrow. This was clearly sentimental, at least to somebody. Brushing Daisuke off would probably put a damper on things, so, fine. ]

Never took you as the type of person to have one of these. Where'd you get this?

[ He got up and opened the cockpit cabinet, rustling through it as a means of delay. He knew exactly what he needed and where it was, of course. Just wanted answers. ]

[he seems nervous, rocking back and forth on his heels and toes]

oh, uhm, my mom gave it to me before i left. it was her moms, and she wanted it to go to space! cause it apparently has been all over the world, and- i dont know. its silly, really.

[ So it was sentimental. He had half a mind to tell him to stop rocking so he wouldn’t drop the damned thing- but it would be funny, especially if it broke beyond repair and he had to rely on Jimmy to help try to patch it up. ]

Eh. It’s a reminder of home. Even if it IS silly, who am I to judge? Now it’s been around the world and beyond.

[ He stops delaying and opens the emergency medkit, taking out a small thing of glue. ]

Alright. The side’s the only damage, yeah? Can’t be too hard…

[he nods slightly, placing the box down on a chair]

thanks, jim.

Any time.

[ He applies a fair amount of glue to the broken panel before pressing it to the box, holding it in place while he waited for it to set. ]

I’m guessing turbulence is what jacked it up, huh? I mean, I know y’wouldnt have been fiddling with it…

hah, yeah, no. i wouldnt fiddle with something this important!!! :>

[he fidgets, eyes fixed on the box]

[ He's not sure if he believes that, but he doesn't know how to question any further. ]

[ After a minute or so, he tests the stability of the panel. ]

Should be good to go... if it needs gluing again, you know where t' find me.

[he smiles, taking the box back]

thanks, yimpy! bye!

[he runs off quickly]

hey, uh, jimmy? ive got something that i need your help with, if youre free? it just needs some glue, and i would ask boss but hes busy, and you dont seem to be..?

[hes holding a music box, an old one, with spiralling swirls on the lid and sides. it's a dirty brown, and the figure on the inside of the box seems to have snapped off. it occasionally plays janky notes, in what might have been a nice tune, once upon a time. one of the sides of the box has fallen off, probably what needs gluing]

-@intern-daisuke

Yeah, alright, I'll trust autopilot not to kill us all in the few seconds I look away. Let's see...

[ He looks over the music box, a quirked eyebrow. This was clearly sentimental, at least to somebody. Brushing Daisuke off would probably put a damper on things, so, fine. ]

Never took you as the type of person to have one of these. Where'd you get this?

[ He got up and opened the cockpit cabinet, rustling through it as a means of delay. He knew exactly what he needed and where it was, of course. Just wanted answers. ]

[he seems nervous, rocking back and forth on his heels and toes]

oh, uhm, my mom gave it to me before i left. it was her moms, and she wanted it to go to space! cause it apparently has been all over the world, and- i dont know. its silly, really.

[ So it was sentimental. He had half a mind to tell him to stop rocking so he wouldn’t drop the damned thing- but it would be funny, especially if it broke beyond repair and he had to rely on Jimmy to help try to patch it up. ]

Eh. It’s a reminder of home. Even if it IS silly, who am I to judge? Now it’s been around the world and beyond.

[ He stops delaying and opens the emergency medkit, taking out a small thing of glue. ]

Alright. The side’s the only damage, yeah? Can’t be too hard…

[he nods slightly, placing the box down on a chair]

thanks, jim.

Any time.

[ He applies a fair amount of glue to the broken panel before pressing it to the box, holding it in place while he waited for it to set. ]

I’m guessing turbulence is what jacked it up, huh? I mean, I know y’wouldnt have been fiddling with it…

hah, yeah, no. i wouldnt fiddle with something this important!!! :>

[he fidgets, eyes fixed on the box]

hey, uh, jimmy? ive got something that i need your help with, if youre free? it just needs some glue, and i would ask boss but hes busy, and you dont seem to be..?

[hes holding a music box, an old one, with spiralling swirls on the lid and sides. it's a dirty brown, and the figure on the inside of the box seems to have snapped off. it occasionally plays janky notes, in what might have been a nice tune, once upon a time. one of the sides of the box has fallen off, probably what needs gluing]

-@intern-daisuke

Yeah, alright, I'll trust autopilot not to kill us all in the few seconds I look away. Let's see...

[ He looks over the music box, a quirked eyebrow. This was clearly sentimental, at least to somebody. Brushing Daisuke off would probably put a damper on things, so, fine. ]

Never took you as the type of person to have one of these. Where'd you get this?

[ He got up and opened the cockpit cabinet, rustling through it as a means of delay. He knew exactly what he needed and where it was, of course. Just wanted answers. ]

[he seems nervous, rocking back and forth on his heels and toes]

oh, uhm, my mom gave it to me before i left. it was her moms, and she wanted it to go to space! cause it apparently has been all over the world, and- i dont know. its silly, really.

[ So it was sentimental. He had half a mind to tell him to stop rocking so he wouldn’t drop the damned thing- but it would be funny, especially if it broke beyond repair and he had to rely on Jimmy to help try to patch it up. ]

Eh. It’s a reminder of home. Even if it IS silly, who am I to judge? Now it’s been around the world and beyond.

[ He stops delaying and opens the emergency medkit, taking out a small thing of glue. ]

Alright. The side’s the only damage, yeah? Can’t be too hard…

[he nods slightly, placing the box down on a chair]

thanks, jim.

hey, uh, jimmy? ive got something that i need your help with, if youre free? it just needs some glue, and i would ask boss but hes busy, and you dont seem to be..?

[hes holding a music box, an old one, with spiralling swirls on the lid and sides. it's a dirty brown, and the figure on the inside of the box seems to have snapped off. it occasionally plays janky notes, in what might have been a nice tune, once upon a time. one of the sides of the box has fallen off, probably what needs gluing]

-@intern-daisuke

Yeah, alright, I'll trust autopilot not to kill us all in the few seconds I look away. Let's see...

[ He looks over the music box, a quirked eyebrow. This was clearly sentimental, at least to somebody. Brushing Daisuke off would probably put a damper on things, so, fine. ]

Never took you as the type of person to have one of these. Where'd you get this?

[ He got up and opened the cockpit cabinet, rustling through it as a means of delay. He knew exactly what he needed and where it was, of course. Just wanted answers. ]

[he seems nervous, rocking back and forth on his heels and toes]

oh, uhm, my mom gave it to me before i left. it was her moms, and she wanted it to go to space! cause it apparently has been all over the world, and- i dont know. its silly, really.

yaay massive skull splitting pain again!!! :>

...i feel like im missing something... important, as well.