Mr. Pierce

Rp blog, mod uses &t/&ts collectively

[mrpierce]

"And you are.. Ivy, right?" "Ivory, sir."

01. Character info

He/him (+ it/its but that's on the down low, after all, we don't want to get anyone's pants in a twist)

Chronic pain + has a limp (Bc of the war)

The wedding band is from his late wife, stop saying nonsense about Mr. Reddoons & Mr. Ash having matching oneS.

02. Mod info

HIII we're Glitz, &t/&ts, but I (Owen) am gonna be mostly doing this and I use it/neos

We are plural & disabled, so asks may sometimes take a while !!

Marriage specifically applies between this blog, @askwhitepinereddoons & @askwhitepineash. Do not assume this lore is accepted by any other blogs. I talked to the other blogs mods and we have agreed.

[mrpierce]

YOUR PARENTS HAVE BEEN EATEN BY CANNIBALS!

I wasn't aware they were worms or maggots.

[mrpierce]

*im door*

pwease lock me peeaseee pleaseee pwease pwease

...

<He stares at you, confused.>

[mrpierce]

LOCK IN!!!!!!!!

It is not time for the doors to be locked yet, what are you talking about?

[mrpierce]

would you aurvive a 20th century toaster

Yes? I don't know what that means but... I'd say I'm pretty good at surviving things.

[askwhitepinereddoons]

<A letter. Nothing to indicate who its from save the familiar handwriting>

My dear, I apologize for not seeing you. I've been busy, and the detective has taken a rather keen eye to Ivory, despite my repeated statements that it would have been impossible for her to have killed Mysti. However, if you leave your door unlocked, we should be able to rest together tonight.

(-@mrpierce)

< Reddoons finds himself staring at the note way longer than he had intended . He knew who it was from , that damn hand writing he bad memorised . He loved to see this hand writing . . >

I see . . Well . How . . Pleasant . .

[mrpierce]

<Clown, as always, does exactly what he says, and that evening, slips into the shop, locking the door behind him and heading upstairs, taking his unfortunately rarely used spot in Reddoons bed.>

<He feels warm in a way he rarely does. Perhaps he should try to indulge in this play of domestic life with Red more often.>

[mrpierce]

im tate mcrae me bigggg fan

I'm glad you have something (someone?) to enjoy.. although your grammar could use a bit of work.

[mrpierce]

do u fw sams club heavy

I'm afraid I don't know anyone by the name of Sam.

[mrpierce]

howd u hurt ur leg

A stroke of bad luck in the war.

<He seems unwilling to say more at the moment... but maybe if you ask the right questions you can learn more>

[mrpierce]

hands you this

- cal

Ah... Thank you?

<Clown takes the... plush? Toy? In his hands. He holds it ever so gently, and slips it into his pocket. It was well made, after all. Such craftsmanship shouldn't be ignored.>

[mrpierce]

have you seen this man?

i think his name was reddoons or something

- cal

Oh, that's an adorable drawing... Would you mind me keeping it? I would enjoy seeing him in such a form more, he's even- er- Ahem. He looks cute here.

[mrpierce]

jesterpenetrate

What..? I don't understand what you mean.

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Mod post

I wanna hear more from this anon.....

[mrpierce]

There's a jester penetrating reddo- <mod gets shot for the good of humanity>

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Death.

[mrpierce]

U HATE ME SO BAD FLOWER ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

[mrpierce]

jesterpenetrate

What..? I don't understand what you mean.

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Mod post

I wanna hear more from this anon.....

[mrpierce]

There's a jester penetrating reddo- <mod gets shot for the good of humanity>

[mrpierce]

jesterpenetrate

What..? I don't understand what you mean.

[mrpierce]

why the hell were you eating a whole lemon slice at some bar

Tasty.

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Red, you know, the bar is quite crowded... I'm sure nobody would notice if I...

<Clown grabs Reds face, pulling him into a kiss. He tastes faintly of alcohol.>

-@mrpierce

[Reddoons was quick to pull away, his cheeks red as he scanned the room]

Wh-what the hell were you thinkin?!!

[mrpierce]

<Clown sighs, his expression shifting into a tiny frown.>

I was thinking that I wanted to kiss you.

[askwhitepinereddoons]

I'm not-... I...

[Reddoons sighs and put his head in his hands]

What the hell....

[mrpierce]

We've kissed plenty of times before, why not now?

<Clown asked>

Do you dislike me?

<His voice was somewhere between dramatics and absolutely obviously pulling some manipulation on Red. He wants that kiss.>

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Yea but... Were in public, mate!

[Reddoons huffed, adjustint his sunglasses and pushing his hair back]

You have... Horrible timing..

[mrpierce]

<Clown frowned, laying his head on the table and messing with the lemon on his cocktail for a moment before popping the entire thing in his mouth and eating it.>

<He refuses to look at Red. Mostly out of spite.>

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Am I gettin the silent treatment? Your the one who pulled that stunt.

[He comments as he takes a sip if his beer]

[mrpierce]

You didn't kiss me back...

<Clown replied, the hurt in his voice was mostly faked, but he was tipsy enough to have it be a tiny bit upsetting.>

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Did you really expect me too?

[Redd asked with a scoff, shaking his head]

We should get you home.. Your drunk off your ass..

[mrpierce]

I did. Also, I'm not drunk, only tipsy. I'd want you to kiss me back if I was sober as well.

<Clown said, trying to set the record.. Well, I don't think straight is the right word here..>

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Yea. Let's pay and get you back home..

[He huffs as he stood up and grabbed Clown's arm]

[mrpierce]

<Clown lets Redd lead him until he spots a back alley and pulls him in, kissing him once more, smiling widely as he does.>

[askwhitepinereddoons]

[Reddoons gave a small smile, hesitantly grabbing Clown's hand]

Happy now?

[mrpierce]

<Clown nods, finishing the walk back to Redds shop in pleased silence, holding the other mans hand.>

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Red, you know, the bar is quite crowded... I'm sure nobody would notice if I...

<Clown grabs Reds face, pulling him into a kiss. He tastes faintly of alcohol.>

-@mrpierce

[Reddoons was quick to pull away, his cheeks red as he scanned the room]

Wh-what the hell were you thinkin?!!

[mrpierce]

<Clown sighs, his expression shifting into a tiny frown.>

I was thinking that I wanted to kiss you.

[askwhitepinereddoons]

I'm not-... I...

[Reddoons sighs and put his head in his hands]

What the hell....

[mrpierce]

We've kissed plenty of times before, why not now?

<Clown asked>

Do you dislike me?

<His voice was somewhere between dramatics and absolutely obviously pulling some manipulation on Red. He wants that kiss.>

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Yea but... Were in public, mate!

[Reddoons huffed, adjustint his sunglasses and pushing his hair back]

You have... Horrible timing..

[mrpierce]

<Clown frowned, laying his head on the table and messing with the lemon on his cocktail for a moment before popping the entire thing in his mouth and eating it.>

<He refuses to look at Red. Mostly out of spite.>

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Am I gettin the silent treatment? Your the one who pulled that stunt.

[He comments as he takes a sip if his beer]

[mrpierce]

You didn't kiss me back...

<Clown replied, the hurt in his voice was mostly faked, but he was tipsy enough to have it be a tiny bit upsetting.>

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Did you really expect me too?

[Redd asked with a scoff, shaking his head]

We should get you home.. Your drunk off your ass..

[mrpierce]

I did. Also, I'm not drunk, only tipsy. I'd want you to kiss me back if I was sober as well.

<Clown said, trying to set the record.. Well, I don't think straight is the right word here..>

[askwhitepinereddoons]

Yea. Let's pay and get you back home..

[He huffs as he stood up and grabbed Clown's arm]

[mrpierce]

<Clown lets Redd lead him until he spots a back alley and pulls him in, kissing him once more, smiling widely as he does.>