I GOT FRIENDS IN LOW PLACES.

[lowplacez]

꒷꒦ YOU'RE GOING STRAIGHT DOWN ! ˎˊ˗ a roleplay blog for CESARE of the show B.igtop Burger ! canon - based with headcanons added on. 18+, selective, mutual - exclusive, crossover, multimuse & oc friendly. SPOILER HEAVY ! written by DEZ ; they / them, 27.

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currently LOW - MEDIUM activity. 

[sailadjusted]

We’re different people now, we don’t have to dwell on what we did as kids. Right.

Okay, so he was right, he thinks? He was so desperate to find Cesare again he’s moving too fast- if that wasn’t confirmation just now that the other man had moved on (or, at least, wanted Makani to,) it was at least a calm down, we haven’t all been lonely and isolated from a thousand years.

He doesn’t let go of his arm, but Makani emotionally pulls himself back- his voice even getting deeper and raspier again, less like that old version of himself. He nods, continuing,

“Yeah, it has been awhile, hasn’t it? We’re different people now. Well…” he smirks a little in Cesare’s direction, “maybe not all of us. You’re still the same.”

“Although, you have a cool business now, and friends, and even arch-enemies, that’s cool. A well rounded guy has to have-“

He pauses walking, forgetting for a second to put that wall back up when he spots the pier, blinking at the lights and quietly whispering woah.

Boats, food trucks, vendors- something called adult face paint? (Was the paint different?) There were lights, and smells, and music, and Cesare was right, there were people, but not too many.

He doesn’t know how seeing the water and boats makes him feel. It makes a rock form in his chest- he hadn’t been back to Venice, or any town that really looked too much like it, for some time. And if he was, he stayed away from the areas that felt too…familiar.

And yet, he was enchanted, because he never allowed himself to go out and do stuff like this, interact with people. He unconsciously grips Cesare’s arm tighter, both out of anxiety and excitement, forgetting for a moment he was trying to pull himself back. He doesn’t like you like that anymore, calm down. Make yourself less…this.

“What do um…what do we do? Here?” He blinks and turns again. “…whatever we want?”

[lowplacez]

💀 ⸺ “ Yeah! Whatever we want. ” [ that's what the future's all about right? ( to an extent? ) Makani's grip on his arm awakens something PROTECTIVE in Cesare ; he remembers yearning to walk arm in arm with him like this, having to reserve it for quiet nights when they were alone. even if Makani doesn't end up feeling the same for him as he did then, he hopes he can make him feel SAFE in his company. 

he shrugs with a ' nonchalant ' smile, hoping to be reassuring. the hold on his arm in return is firm and sure. ]

“ It's been a long time since I've gone out and had fun, gonna be real. I may be a well - rounded, charismatic small - business owner ; but I've been doing overtime at the cubicle. Just being out with you is already a breath of fresh air. ” [ and a blast from the past, but he's too shy to comment. of COURSE he'd choose the pier for their ( unofficial ) date! he's a SAP, and the ocean reminds him of his long lost love! ]

“ Soo, YOU eat. I heard fair food is real good ; the crew has talked up churros and funnel cakes ... I know there's some artists and musicians around ... Oh, and I think there are some dinky fair games we could win prizes from, like temporary tattoos and stuffed animals ..! ” 

[ he'd be a BEAST at the Test of Strength hammer game, he wonders if they'd have it … ] 

[lowplacez]

ooc ; i should make my au where ces is ACTUALLY just a human guy in zombie makeup doing the truck & getting into food truck rivalry for fun. ill edit a pic later for u to see the vision

[lowplacez]

crude coloring and my eyes hurt but do you see it. he based his zombie character off of the real film cabinet of dr c.aligari because it was a fun reference with his own name being Cesare

[dorothylarouge]

[candymcker]

" It's true, jawbreakers used to be much larger. Not just because for children everything is larger by default—

—i-it's just... they explode under the right circumstances and it forced manufacturers to shrink them in size to prevent greater damages. " If you're hoping for him to elaborate, he isn't going to. " One lawsuit was enough. " He knows the power such knowledge holds quiiite too well.

[lowplacez]

💀 ⸺ “ !!! ” [ TAKING NOTES ... ]

[smokinmirrors]

@lowplacez sent in a Metal Gear Solid (1998) ask meme (accepting!) " I'm afraid I can't let you get past here. "

Tracking down a creature that was invisible, even with her skillset, was no easy task. A hellhound gone rogue. Although a part of her could get behind the imagery of a dog rebelling against its master's chain, it was far too dangerous of a monster to be left unchecked. Snacking on souls that hadn't been claimed by demons in a deal. They weren't exactly known for their tame appetites. Two bodies - or what remained of them - had already been left in its wake.

The half-blood was running on hardly any sleep in her efforts to not lose nor alert the beast. Relying on heightened scent and hearing alone as it prowled through rain-slicked city streets, hoping to scare off any would-be passersby with an intimidating glare from amber eyes so they wouldn't become a part of the death toll had been going well. The light mist had kept most citizens indoors.

Mason had tracked the hellhound towards the edge of the small city when the next figure on the sidewalk gave her pause. Deathly pale skin gave her the notion to examine them closer. No thoughts for her to access. Or heartbeat.

Her demeanor immediately shifted from cautious and careful to alert, chin lifting, weight rolling forward onto the balls of her feet. One gloved hand moved to the pistol at her waist that contained the iron bullets she had traded for specifically to hunt the hellhound, but they would serve little use against this new threat. The stranger's words caused blonde brows to lift.

"Since when do vampires care what happens to hellhounds?" she drawled, golden head tilting to one side. "Get lost, leech, or you'll go down after the mutt," the fairy hissed.

[lowplacez]

💀 ⸺ [ when was the last time he'd been mistaken for a VAMPIRE? the 1800's? the notion makes a smile tug at the corners of his greyed lips, but he doesn't correct her. vampire or zombie, or some other walking n' talking un - living person, it makes no difference. the Watcher has no intention on revealing anything about himself, especially on a JOB. he's supposed to be inconspicuous, something his boisterous personality sometimes allows.

Management wants a dog, easy -- Management wants a HELLHOUND, now that required some research ...

of course he'd run into a BOUNTY HUNTER -- or someone of the sort (?) in the process ; it truly did feel like the 18th century all over again. it wouldn't be the first time that something other than the FREAKAZOID he was sent to catch was what got in his way. ... judging by the subtle context clues, he takes it she doesn't plan on a simple catch and release, which means HE'LL be out of a job. that threatens him more than the weapon he glimpses at her side. ]

“ Heeyyy, easy, didn't know we were after the same thing! Trust, I think you'd rather get this stray off the streets than spin your wheels in the mud with me. ”

[ hands raise defensively, though he keeps cool and composed. despite her threat, KILLING isn't his deal. even injury is usually on accident, or a last resort when hunting something dangerous. with how elusive this hellhound has been, he'd really rather avoid the tango. ]

“ I was sent to catch it, real humane - like! You don't even have to waste a bullet. ”

[lowplacez]

ooc ; MOBILE IM GONA KILL U that wasnt ready

[bcckishrose]

Belle certainly looks out of place in a sea of black leather, band t-shirts, and selfie sticks. The only thing she has in common with the other patrons is her look of disgust. The food isn’t fit for the dogs, so why did it come highly recommended?

She blinks down at the card before slipping it into her purse with a sigh. “Pardon me, Monsieur, but is this an American custom? The costumes I can understand, but— the food looks so aesthetically pleasing. Why does it not taste good, too?”

Ugh, she swears there's still ash and gristle stuck between her teeth.

“Do you at least sell drinks so I can wash out the taste?”

[lowplacez]

💀 ⸺ “ Certainly, m'lady! On the house. We've needed to carry palette cleansers after people started doing challenge videos and throwing up in our trash cans. ” [ luckily, what he gingerly offers the customer is a good old fashioned WATER bottle. sealed, no funny business. they haven't gotten around to making bad DRINKS just yet ... ]

“ That's a lot of what we're about! The ' why?, ' the aesthetic, the gag ..! Something for almost everyone. -- I haven't thought about it that way, but I guess it is pretty AMERICAN, huh? A subversion of the idea of a restaurant ; isopod turned on its back, showing all of its gnarly little legs ... ” [ his fingers wiggle for emphasis. this all certainly makes sense to HIM. ] 

[lowplacez]

ooc ; i should make my au where ces is ACTUALLY just a human guy in zombie makeup doing the truck & getting into food truck rivalry for fun. ill edit a pic later for u to see the vision

[lowplacez]

ooc ; SORRY

[lowplacez]

ooc ; leaking this p.atreon concept art to my small rp audience bc it goes hard as fuuuug

[lowplacez]

ooc ; ces being fine w bugs but being creeped out by spiders .... HMMMM

[lowplacez]

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ooc ; STEPHENNN 💙💙💙 i love how perfect they are for each other despite being so different on most of the scales! also THE SIGNATURE i love your MIND ... [ meme! ]

[lowplacez]

ooc ; SHIPS ... assemble

[maykitz]

[lowplacez]

CESARE of ' B/GTOP BURGER ' written by DEZ. 18+ SFW 🦇 crossover friendly.

[perhats]

I say shit like "If my memory serves me" knowing damn well it serves the dark lord