What a Mess

Independent Gijinka RP blog with a bunch of nerds

[sophiedoubleyou-deactivated2016]

we all know that the most important OTP question is which person says “eat my entire ass” during an argument and which person looks them dead in the eyes and immediately tries to pull their trousers down

[monkeyseemonkeytwo]

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Nope. No. That was impossible. She–She couldn’t have been. And yet, looking at her small map for the eighth time in the span of an hour, Charlie had no choice but to accept that she was lost.

None of the buildings around her looked familiar. A few passerby seemed to notice her confusion, but they did not offer help.

“Oh lordy-loo…” She muttered, forcing a smile to make it seem like she was okay. “Better retrace my steps, then.” She wheeled about on one foot and started walking in the direction she had come from. 

But despite her fake aura of content, her tail couldn’t help but lash around from anxiety. It lashed around so much, in fact, that she accidentally tripped anyone walking by.

[pokemoninablender]

And there he went eating shit on the pavement. The hell was that?? It happened so fast he didn’t even have time to process and phase through the ground.

He may be dead but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. With a grunt, Rick slowly lifted himself and stared daggers at the back of the culprit’s head. How DARE she?!

Hopefully she hadn’t noticed or seen his embarrassing display. Into the shadows he sunk and rose up in front of her with a disgruntled expression. “You should watch where you’re carrying those.. things. Someone could get hurt.”

[bundleofbeasties]

All he did was frown as the owl continued speaking. He wasn’t upset. He was just disappointed.

“well, I guess that was nice of them. But if they ever discover a mega evolution stone for your species, YOUR EVOLUTION’S GOTTA BE IN STYLE”

he did a few sparkly gestures with his hands but as soon as Anders made that UNFORGIVABLE PUN, he glared at him dead in the eye. “OH MY FUCKING GOD ANDERS”

pun makers should never go unPUNished for their sins. Terry swiftly bonked the other on the head with one of his wings. Which didn’t really hurt, but having a face full of feathers is never a fun thing. May that serve as a warning.

[pokemoninablender]

“!!!” There weren’t even words just quite possibly the nerdiest surprised sound you could imagine to come out of someone who just got a face full of feathers as his glasses flew off his face once more.

Ah yes. Now this was treatment he was used to. It took him a while to regain his bearings and bent over to retrieve his glasses.

“Well now I definitely know you’ll get along great with some of my roommates.” He had to admit his reaction was kind of funny.

“OH! We never did finish that number exchange;;” Talking about his roommates reminded him of that as he shuffled for his phone and handed it over.

[bundleofbeasties]

He couldn’t believe this bullshit, did he really evolve during a dnd session….a week ago? Fuck, man

“…you’re kidding……”

but alas, he saw the look on the noctowl’s face and he didn’t seem like he was joking. At all. Terry didn’t feel shocked, he just felt disappointed. What else was he to expect? The man standing before him was a fucking nerd, after all.

“That’s the WORST evolution story I’ve ever heard. And what, noctowls only evolve once, right? Fucking shit, man. You’re fucked.”

Why was he scolding him over something that should be CELEBRATED? The pidgeot put his hands in his pockets and squinted. “But, whatever. It’s over with. Congratulations, I guess. At least you evolved with a punch”

[pokemoninablender]

He pulled back his posture and tucked into himself. Somehow this guy was able to make him feel guilty for accidentally evolving. “W-well it was bound to happen eventually.. I just wasnt sure when or how then poof”

He looked to his feet and cleared his throat “It caught us all off guard but my roommates stopped the session to throw like a last minute party.”

That pun though. At least that got a smile out of him “hey, nice punch line”

[bundleofbeasties]

He gave a look of concern. Terry didn’t know how to console people very well. Might as well try, right?

“That sucks, bro. Being a pidgeot is real cool, it’s a damn shame he didn’t live long enough to enjoy it…How about you, though, how’d you evolve?”

He figured changing the subject to something other then death would be better. Wait, this dude’s curfew was at 11pm? Oh, god. He just wanted to drop to his knees and thank god he wasn’t nocturnal like his other stupid friend.

He gave him a sigh of relief. “Aaaaaaah, we’re gonna get along just fine, kiddo!” he ruffled up the other’s hair

[pokemoninablender]

His feathers ruffled up in surprise when the other messed up his hair and looked at him with slight admiration. He may have been projecting existing feelings towards his cousin onto this other bird because he missed his family though. Just a little.

“Oh! Uh.. How I evolved? FuNNY STORY ahh.. You see, I kind of got a liiittle over excited during one of our sessions and punched Ace in the jaw in an epic victory leap.... last week”

[bundleofbeasties]

As he reconsidered cheating, Terry gave a nod in approval. Finally, a nerd who understood how to play the game correctly. Not the game of dnd, but the game of life. The pidgeot nodded in respect to the owl.

What was his name again…. And her’s, right? And her? Andher…?

This was gonna kill him. “Ghosts? Oh man.. uh. I’m sorry? For your uh….’loss’?

ghosts are so fucking weird, are they dead or are they still alive? Or are they both. what the fuck….

“Are your friends nerds too? So this is what dead guys do in their free time. What a life. Or? Death.” He took out his phone from his pocket to exchange with the other before jerking his phone back before Ander’s could take it, glaring at him suspiciously “Hey, you’re not gonna be an asshole and text me at 3 in the morning, are you?”

[pokemoninablender]

“Ah it’s fine. It was a long while ago. One of them is my cousin, Ace. He used to be a pidgeotto and died not too long after he evolved. He came back as a Misdreavus and now he’s a tattoo artist these days. Rick came back as a Gengar and our Banette friend, Katie is natural born.”

While he was making conversation he flinched at the sudden retreat from the other. “What? Never! My curfew’s 11pm”

But he couldn’t say the same for his ghost buddies... especially his cousin.

[bundleofbeasties]

The bird gave the other a small smirk and a light laugh. Why were stupid laughs so contagious?

His wings drooped slightly when he named off his dnd character. You could tell a lot by a person by who they played as and…no….it couldn’t be. The man standing before him was none other than…..furry trash. A bird trying to be a cat??? disGUSTITNG

Although Ander’s ran into him, it was really disheartening to see him lose some of his progress from his game. “Well, bright side is, you can always cheat, yeah? Add to some of those stats” cheating is a sin tho

“Or…not. Whatever suits you. The name’s Terry, and uh. Hey, would you be cool with giving me your number? NOT FOR ME to text you, no, it’s just uh… That friend I mentioned earlier? He would totally freak if he met you. So, I dunno, maybe you guys can geek out over shit together.”

Terry really didn’t want to be involved in their dnd trash…please, just slap the nerds together so he didn’t need to get dragged to cons and dnd sessions that lasted from dusk until dawn.

[pokemoninablender]

“Ooohh nonono I could never che... well... nevermind that I’ll take care of it later;;” Cant say he’s surprised he even contemplated it, given the kind of people he lives with.

“Terry. Alright I’ll remember that! My number? You know what, you can keep it too. I don’t know how you feel about ghosts but I have a feeling you’d get along with my roommates. I could introduce you. A win-win for everyone!” He beamed while digging out his phone for the exchange.

[troubletropes-blog]

Sync scratched the side of his head. Did he make them? They were rather old. Though over time he did fix them, he mused by now that they didn’t look much like the original. It took him a minute to remember, but he finally did.

“Oh! Yes I did actually, it was a very long time ago. But I remember I made these to stir up some trouble in villages way back in the day~ Oh yes, those were the days!” He laughed to himself a bit. The mew babbled on about some old nonsense that probably wouldn’t make any sense today.

“Ah- did you want to try them on? They’re lighter than they look~”

[pokemoninablender]

“Man they look alright for being ‘so old’ then. Now I kinda feel bad for getting coffee on them... only a little.” His sympathy was short lived once asked if he wanted to try them on

“!!! What? No foolin??” An excited spark of static caused his mohawk to stand even more on end than it already was.

[troubletropes-blog]

“Hah - I don’t normally carry things with these~” 

Yaoi paws? Was this zebra guy into stuff like that? Sync wouldn’t complain, but he did just spill coffee on the guy so it probably wasn’t the best time to get overly chummy. Instead he flipped up one of the massive plush paws and plopped it on the strangers face.

“They do smell nice from the coffee now - have a whiff!”

He seemed interested in the paws, so he figured it wasn’t very invasive. The mew brought his legs up to sit with them crossed, now feeling a little lazy to stand. Being able to levitate was convenient - never had to stand at a bus stop!

[pokemoninablender]

“All I smell is coffee tbh--” POMPH! Julio was papped in the face with what felt like a big pillow with the strongest scent of coffee that had ever assaulted his nostrils.

He coughed and tilted to let the ‘paw’ fall to grab and inspect it and wrinkled his nose “Damn that’s pungent... yet oddly soft and comfortable. Did you make this?? Man thats gotta be convenient for naps on the go”

[troubletropes-blog]

Sync was about to take a sip of his delicious coffee before the hairs on the back of his neck stood, followed by the surprise whisper. He jumped, tossing his coffee in the air. He turned around to see the jump-scarer, before a word could get out - Splash!

The Mew flinched at the heat for a few moments and frowned at his now stained clothes. However looking over at the equally drenched Zebstrika, he stifled some laughter.

“I uh, sorry about that. Sorta spooked me a bit there.”

[pokemoninablender]

A distressed zebra woop belted from the man as he jumped back from the hot coffee now drenching his chest. Well... shit that backfired, didn’t it?

“Fuck, dude I didn’t know you were carrying a piping hot cup o’ joe, damn.” There goes his favorite shirt but his attention was quickly drawn back to those huge ass paws. “I’m not surprised it went flying tho jeez, is it hard to carry anything with those yaoi paws??”

[troubletropes-blog]

@pokemoninablender

“…yeah, to go, please.”

Sync hummed as he stood in a small coffee joint, waiting only a few minutes before receiving his steamy cup-o-joe. “Thank you! Nice day to you~” He smiled, using his psychic ability to pick up the coffee. Large plush gloves proved ineffective when hold small items. Though that really didn’t stop him from trying it every now and again.

The mew left the shop and happily made way down the street, choosing to hold the hot drink in his, uh, paws. Not paying particular attention to wherever his feet took him.

[pokemoninablender]

What was that in the distance? It looked like someone came out of one of Harper’s japanese comics. Oh this was too attention grabbing to ignore now. Just LOOK AT THOSE PAWS. Was it weird he thought it’d be fun to be slapped by one?

Maybe, but who cares? They probably felt like pillows anyway.

Julio wandered in his direction as any passerby would until he was up behind him and whispered “whatcha got there buddy”

[pokemoninablender]

my H key is back in action

hopefully

[pokemoninablender]

my H key broke woops

I was gonna get some more starters out tere but it’l lhave to wait til te glue dries and I can put te key back on

[bundleofbeasties]

Well, at least the dude was okay. And to think he was gonna beat him up…he still might. Christ, he was a fucking nerd.

He tilted his head slightly at the other’s response while they fiddled with the items they had dropped. What was that? He thought he was a girl? Well, his hair was long…couldn’t blame the poor dude. Terry flipped his long hair and let the wind pick it up slightly, looking at Anders

His playful manner suddenly slipped away at the mention of DnD… Were all owls inherently nerdy? He gave a look of massive disappointment  “Aw no, you play that shitty game too? My friend set me up with a chaotic neutral half-orc dude. His name is Bihg Dhong’r…ugh. Why did I let that asshole get me into that stupid game.”

Nice dick joke, Terry.

“Did ya’ at least make back-up sheets…? Ugh. Listen, if they’re really that important to you I guess I can fly around n’ see if i can find any.”

[pokemoninablender]

“Who am I to lie? You’re beautiful” his response was almost immediate when asked of he was pretty and he almost didn’t think twice about banter he usually uses with friends. woops. 

He was glad the subject changed before attention was brought to it. Only for a second. The embarrassment he felt from even mentioning it was weighed further by the man’s tone of disgust towards the game. That was, until he heard the name of the character he had.

He struggled to hold back a giggle and chortled loudly “Oooooohhhhh my- Christ that’s beautiful” He found it hard to calm his giggle fit but was quickly able to shuffle through the papers he did have. “I play as a true neutral druid cat maiden named Asheera... Tho I dont think I have some of her papers here..”

He fumbled through a bit more, the tiniest groan escaping him with a mix of a half-hearted sigh.

“Ah, we should have some back ups lying around but those had some updated info I--.. I think one of mine is missing? Eh, Don’t worry about it. Nevermind. I’ll work on it when I have the chance. Thanks for the offer tho uhm... I’m Anders.”

[bundleofbeasties]

The owls physical presents went unnoted as Terry continued wondering what was the cause of all these nerd vibes… but then it hit him

All he saw was brown feathers. Fuck, was that Fern? He should’ve known. Without thinking (how could HE POSSIBLY BE WRONG), he grabbed the owl’s shirt collar. “WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE YOU ALWAY’S SNEAKIN’ AROUND YOU FUCKING–”

OH…….SHIT…….IT WASN’T FERN AT ALL

abORT MISSION

ABORT ABORT ABORT

The bird’s eyes grew big as he found out he made a grave mistake. He released the owl’s shirt almost immediately upon finding out. “Oh…Fuck, man I thought you were uh, someone else.” Terry processed the nerd in front of him. Did his old pal Fern have some sort of long lost brother? This was trippy. “Those papers weren’t important… were they?”

[pokemoninablender]

Before he could even pick up his glasses, he was lifted by the larger bird. His life flashed before his eyes wow he didnt SEE this coming

He fully braced himself for physical assault as he was squawked at but suddenly the other’s tone changed. Wait.. that voice was a bit deep for a woman.

Upon release, he stumbled and fell back on his ass and quickly scrambled to equip his glasses once more. Holy shit it was a dude. “Christ, no kidding.. andIthoughtyouwereawomanI’msosorry--”

There were definitely some documents missing when he tried gathering his papers again to which he let out an exasperated sigh. “eh.. Kinda... if you’re the kind of person who counts DnD character sheets as important” His voice tapered off at the end feeling a little embarrassed about it. This guy hardly looked the type to be interested in that kind of stuff, even if he did resemble a close friend of his.

[bundleofbeasties]

there was a sudden change in the air…something had happened. Something of unimaginable horror.

Could it be…? The bird whispered to himself…

“….No……it can’t be…”

He felt the presence of…

A huge fucking nerd

[pokemoninablender]

The owl power walked, toting a large book under his arm with papers hurriedly stuffed inside.

Wherever he was going he seemed to be in a rush but the weather decided he wasn’t going anywhere fast soon.

A gust of wind caught his wings and pulled him back as he stumbled into an innocent bystander.

His ass on the ground, feathers and paper gone flying, and glasses knocked off his face, Anders scrambled to collect them before they were seen, some pages already have blown away. “Shitshitshits hit shi tshit I’m so sorry Ma’am I’ll be more careful! Are you okay??” He squinted at the figure he’d bumped into, not quite able to make out defining features other than a red-ass streak of long hair.

[pokemoninablender]

cinnamon roll and sinnamon roll