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'Pino was no stranger to weird whackadoos coming into his pizzeria. (He knew The Noise, okay?) But this may or may not have been his first time meeting a talking skeleton. This one looked like he was a little too real to be an early Halloween costume.

The stout little Italian could feel that adrenaline souring in his stomach, making his knees weak. He hadn't MEANT to cower like that behind the counter, but boy, he sure was just peeking right now, huh. It looked like Judge wouldn't get his own ass delivered to him in twenty minutes or your next pizza's free--

"What-a the fuck are you." There was no rage to the question, it was laid plain, despite the small tremor in Peppino's voice. "This isn't some...PRANK, is it?"

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Oh, right. Right. Not all timelines are okay with monsters. Or know about monsters. Yeah. He forgot about that part. This guy doesn't look like a threat anymore, but there's a brief second where the restaurant gets just a little bit warmer as Judge readies his JUSTIFICATION. Had to cover his ass in case the chef decided to break out of 'freeze' and hit 'fight' instead.

"skeleton monster. not a real skeleton. and nah, this isn't a prank. i actually just wanted to order, but i needed to get that joke in real quick, heh. ... didn't mean to spook your spaghetti." God dammit.

"you need a minute?"

#[ ic ] Judge: Judgement #funiculiholiday #(two traumatized guys coping in different directions meet at a pizzeria)#(what happens next will shock you)

woo new ghost tr/ck themed icon for the gt release woooo

#ooc.#(YEAAAH BABEYYYY)

@funiculiholiday don't get your noodles in a twist old man

Judge waits patiently for the chef's reaction, rocking a bit on his heels as the knife digs into the board. Whoops. His eyelights linger briefly on the blade as something in him bristles in alarm, but he pushes it down.

The man's stare flicks over to him mid-threat, and Judge watches as his 'victim' transitions abruptly from near-murderous rage to absolute horror.

"i dunno," is his offered response, a brief shrug of his shoulders punctuating his words. "i'd rather not have a face-off with you right now, though."

Did you know that skeleton monsters sweat? They do! He's sweating a little bit right now actually--

#[ ic ] Judge: Judgement #funiculiholiday #(im sooooo sorry [lying])

"Why's it gotta rain so damn much. Sticking to walls and windows is hard enough already."

#[ ic ] Alex Mercer: The Tower #(hi im still on my pizza kick. and the summer depression is here)

"June 6th..."

"1994."

#[ ic ] Multi: The Tarot Deck #(happy code lyoko day)

(by the by, please let me know if you want to continue old threads! it's been awhile since i was able to get into this account, and i'm not sure if yall want to jump back on stuff that's over a month old... so give me a shout through dms or an ask or whatever!)

#ooc.

gonna be- anon for now, um- do you still roleplay Code Lyoko? Do you accept oc stuff? I couldn't find any rules that you may have

(I SURE DO SORRY ABOUT HOW LONG IT TOOK FOR ME TO GET TO THIS. I accept OCs and stuff, but I don't do pre-established relationships unless it's talked about with me first! So my muses aren't gonna just be like 'oh yeah I recognize you' on first meeting unless I get to discuss that in-depth.)

#ooc.#[ answered ask ]