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[Hey y'all. Just letting you know, this blog is going on a semi-hiatus. Replies are going to be slow, if they even come at all. School is getting crazy, and I just don't have time to keep up with everything. I don't think I have too many threads going right now, but if I do, I'm sorry if replies don't come as quickly as you'd like. I love you all. I'll try to come back sometime soon.]
No Carlos, I meant that figuratively. One can say that itâs been a minute when you mean itâs been a little bit since last time.Â
Though I donât know about the time thing though.
Oh. That makes a little bit more sense. It's been a long day.Â
It's always plausible when you're here, you know.
yooooo does anyone want to rp
Reblog if you are/want to be attending the WTNV Skype All Nighter
 Itâs from September 14-15, saturday to sunday on a skype group, where the objective is to bring some members of the WTNV fandumb together so yeah. Itâs got some events and stuff planned out and this is really just a consensus so I can check up on it. If you have to leave early or come late that is AOK.
I saw this post and couldnât resist, this gif was just too perfect for those two dorks.Â
Omg guys Iâm so happy with how the eyes turned out.Â
Well hey there Carlos. It has been a minute.Â
A minute? Is time speeding up in Night Vale now? Great. Just great.
I've really been too quiet around here. Who missed me?
Movie Night â evening-farewell
"Oh, itâs just kind of a standard summer comedy," he shrugged, wrapping an arm around Carlosâ waist. "A group of friends go out into the woods on vacation and get into a bunch of wacky adventures. Youâll love it."
"Ah, I see," Carlos said, settling his head on Cecil's shoulder. He had no reason to worry, right? Cecil wouldn't lie to him, and the movie seemed to be starting out normally. "But isn't that always how a horror movie starts?" he asks, still worried about what the movie was about.
All good things must come to an end || Open RP
"Normal is relative here." She rolled her eyes. "AndddâŠno, actually. I honestly cannot think of anything." Betty nodded, slightly surprised. "Thatâs something in and of itself, I guess. Could be the calm before a storm, but letâs not consider that." That was a scary prospect. âHas anything strange happened with you?âÂ
"Isn't that the truth. Is sane a better way to put it?" Carlos said, smiling a bit at her. "You're no fun. There wasn't any crazy librarian casualties today or anything?" he asked with a bit of a pout. "Don't say that. You'll jinx us," he said, shaking his head quickly. "Nah. Nothing too out of the ordinary, anyway. There's always out of the ordinary here," he said with a shake of his head.
You are so upset over my taste in alcohol. And I donât only drink wine, FYI. Cecil has his own costs to cover, and I donât need him to buy me anything. Also, he would not give me organ-shaped chocolates; he would give me organ-flavored chocolates.
And there is a huge difference. It may not be in the dictionary, but itâs a word now, Fancy-boy.
Yes, I am. I'm concerned, wouldn't you be? Good, that's a step in the right direction. Then you guys can share the costs and maybe get better alcohol. Same difference, right? Chocolate is chocolate.
So you are the official word-maker in Night Vale now? Good to know.
Movie Night â evening-farewell
"Oh, Iâm sure!" he nodded, popping Cabin into the DVD player before sitting down next to Carlos and curling up into his side. âItâs a beautifully tragic love story.â
He grinned as he cuddled closer to the scientist. âYouâre gonna love this one, though! Itâs hilarious.â
Shrugging, Carlos decided to just go with it. What was the worst that could happen? He seemed to be asking himself that a lot lately. Wrapping his arm around Cecil, he smiled a bit before the movie began.
"What's it about?" he asked as he felt Cecil moving closer. Though, if Cecil got any closer, he wasn't too sure he would be entirely focused on the movie onscreen.
He blinks slowly. âWho do I know that does?â
Chuckling, he said, "Me, stupid. Now do you want to watch Star Trek or not?"
"What if you donât have any of the DVDs?"Â
Heâd looked earlier for them. It would seem that Badger had taken them yet again.
"Then you should be happy you know someone that does."
Movie Night â evening-farewell
"Iâd love to!" he said, still grinning. He walked towards the living room, setting the bag on the couch.
"Okay, what do you want first? Iâve got Cabin in the Woods â thatâs the comedy â and 1984 â thatâs the romance. Or we could watch one of your movies, if you want! Iâm flexible.â
Grabbing the popcorn, Carlos made his way into the living room and settled himself on the couch, patting the spot next to him. "Um, let's go with Cabin in the Woods," he said, not sure what exactly it was about. "Are you sure 1984 is a romance, though? I read the book in high school, and that was definitely not romantic," he said with a shiver. But maybe he had a different movie than the one he was thinking of.
"But whatever you want to do," he said with a smile, figuring Cecil knew what he was talking about. He trusted him, anyway.
Itâs cheap, got a problem with that? Didnât feel like breaking out the Prosecco. If people just gave me wine, maybe I would drink moreâbut no.I buy all my booze myself.
And I totally could. Donât misunderestimate me.
Yes, actually, I do. I don't put shit into my body unless it tastes halfway decent. Maybe you should talk to Cecil about that. I'm sure he would give you classy ass wine. Just as he would give you chocolate shaped like organs.
No, I'm pretty sure you couldn't. And I'm pretty sure that's not a word.
"So, um, what exactly are you supposed tâdo after you finish a Star Wars marathon?"Â
"You're supposed to start a Star Trek marathon."
