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[ A1 sad for sidney? ]
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Well, I made but i didnât this yet, so Iâll!
Send me âSad or Mad and Numberâ. I can draw many thing you want.
like, uh, Overwatch or some samurai jack, or silent hill, bloodborne andâŚ. well just many thing. not just only, send me as you want to see!
attacherbulletâ:
âI havenât but i mostly killed ones from K.C.C.O, Sangvis Ferri and some infected humans in my world.â Those were the enemies that her âCommanderâ mentions. Theyâre the ones threatening humankind and Griffon and Kryuger. There were no signs from her superior that killed her fellow T-Dolls, in case of competition.
âHumans in my world were trying to stay away from our battles, but it canât be averted if ever involved.â
He gulped. He really shouldnât have bothered this one, but at least he was informed now.Â
âWell uh, thanks so much for the explanation and for, not shootinâ me with it.âÂ
attacherbulletâ:
âSimplifying then. Pull trigger if there is bullet, fires a bullet, pierces on targetâs body.â Thatâs simple for an explanation.
âBB Gun shows no harm, no pierce, just pain.â
O h. When she put it like that, with that calm look on her face, well. She suddenly went from ânobodyâ to âpossible threatâ.Â
âYou uh, wanna. kill people then? Totally unrelated. Have you killed people?â
Since weâve got an event goinâ now, I skimmed through Flipâs threads and while he technically has 20+ threads going, a lot of âem have sorta died, so Iâm going to be dropping some! (Specifically the ones that are a month or more old!)
If you see your muse under the cut and still wanna do somethinâ with Flip, donât be afraid to hit me up! Iâm not mad about threads dyinâ out that just happens sometimes, so, no worries!Â
It was true, with all the differences between his home and this place, he was bound to get homesick. But now that itâd been changed more like his home, all he could do was sigh and cross his arms.Â
The elaborate spires that now cluttered the former Fibonacci Ward made him scoff. Reminded him of the grand castle in Slumberland. He bet someone who thought they were too good to set their feet on the ground was at the tip top.Â
âWell,â He said out loud, mostly to himself.Â
âKinda liked a lack of royalty liftinâ their pinkies anâ scowlinâ at people below âem here. Just my luck the place got all twisted up.â
vexxcoreâ:
ew.
[he chuckled, swaying in his seat a bit.]
i know people like that.
fancy upper class bastards back home.
technically iâm supposed to be in that crowd but.
[he sighed, soft, resting his chin in one of his hands and closing his eyes.]
fuck em.
ainât me.
Flip swayed in his seat a bit, not from any oncoming drunkedness but from his good mood. He was never good at keeping still.Â
âHah, you get it!âÂ
He stretched, and yawned.Â
âDoes everyone where youâre from got wings anâ like the night anâ such?â
failedprinceâ:
âSure. I got a number off that bullshit phone they give everyone on arrival. Iâll give you the number, and you shoot me a message on that.â He holds out a hand for the device to enter the number. âI like to make plush toys, but Iâm sure I can make do with whatever you scrounge up.â
Numbers exchanged, Flip bid the guy farewell with a smirk. With plush toys in mind, he ran around town for a few days, digging through toy store trashcans, filling his pockets with loose thread, needles and scrap material. His inside pockets were now filled with plush stuffing, and to keep it all in he had to button his jacket.Â
This made him look unusually rotund. Additionally it pressed the pockets with the needles closer to him and heâd pricked his finger more than once.Â
And now, with a meeting spot arranged, he leaned against a wall, waiting.Â
âReally, this guy coulda had me scavenger hunt somethinâ harder. Not that Iâm complaininâ of course...âÂ
@hailnewfresh
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Sneaking up on people was a little hard when youâre over 6 feet tall and a walking neon sign, but that doesnât necessarily mean anything when you can use intimidation to get what you want.
Being a little short on dust from spending it on another record, heâd been itching to find someone with a wallet he could either steal or rob someone of.
This fucking clown looked like a good candidate.
âHey.â
Fresh could still use his pulse ability, and he let some of it slip out, sounding like a heavy rush of static that pressurized an area around him, feeling a little like suddenly climbing to a high altitude that could pop oneâs ears.
âNot interested in any bullshit. Give me what you got.â
Flipâs ears suddenly hurt and a rush went up his spine. He instinctively covered his ears and turned to the source.Â
âC-cool it, guy.âÂ
Heâd never quite seen anyone like this, and, if he wasnât being shook down for his goods he might compliment them on the glow they produced.Â
Instead, his body still weirdly shook from the pulse, he produced the two things he kept on him: peppermint sticks and cigars. Yes, he had his phone too, but given that he barely knew how to use it (and that he knew that was where this places money was kept), he left in his pocket.Â
âThis is what I got, unless yer lookinâ to strip me outta my clothes too, though Iâd prefer a first date before we go there.âÂ
xion in A3 if it's not too late maybe? ; v;
howdy! how about maya in A1? :Dc
zzzomdereâ:
     âLuckyâŚâ being able to hide from their pursuer or pissing off someone? Nobody would know because at the mention of coffee, his attention locked on their words, eyes opened halfway to look at the stranger and nodded.
     âWell, it would be rude to say ânoâ.â thereâs a grin present on his face. Hell yeah, he canât turn down free shit. â⌠Thanks. The nameâs Brian.âÂ
âSure thing! Figure after I admitted to usinâ you as a wall itâd be impolite for me to just, bounce.âÂ
He put his hand out for a shake.Â
âHiya Brian, Iâm Flip!âÂ
Flip took another look over Brian.Â
âOne question before we hit a coffee shop. You werenât sleepinâ cause like, your tired from all those wounds you got, right?â
theanxientistâ:
Brief confusion was immediately replaced with a soft smileâ completely not bothered by the commentâ a hearty chime of itâs name, âChanseyâ, was the only reply, pointing at herself that seems to be a way of introducing themselves politely.Â
It followed up something more, a hand close to her mouth, speaking in a soft whisper as she referred to the sleeping man leaning on her.
Take a picture!Â
That might be the first and last time anyone might witness that particular scientist in peace.
Unfortunately, he wouldnât have peace for long.Â
â....Nice to...meet you, Chansey? Iâm Flip.âÂ
He walked around to see the scientist in full, dozing off.Â
âThis uh, your son or? Do you need help with him or something? âCause nothinâ against you but youâve got real short arms and absolutely no fingers to speak of.â
Ohhhh 4D!
d4 with shiroki? :D
failedprinceâ:
âSomething like that.â While his original pair, now lost to his sprite, had been found, he had in fact made these back up ones himself from it. At least in as much as alchemization can be considered making something oneself. Itâs close enough. Itâs a simple enough project too, since he has no plans on manually augmenting this guyâs pair.
âSince youâre offering up payment, I donât really care about what you have on you, but if you grab me sewing supplies, Iâll take that in trade. Itâs a lot harder to dig that shit out around here than it has been to gather spare parts.â Maybe itâs a silly request, but a guy has to have hobbies, right?
âOh yeah sure, I can getcha that stuff no problem! You got a way I can contact you once I got the stuff? And you got any specific requests or just âsewing stuffâ, cause thatâs kinda open ended.â
thwipptectiveâ:
He didnât often take kindly to jokers that pestered him; Peter preferred not having something in his way. But he couldnât deny that his height was rather⌠almost comically an improbable height. It was a result of the spider bite, after all. Not many people could get this tall. âAinât dressed up for shit. This is just how I always look.â While he wasnât entirely lying, the addition of the hat was a bit fresh; he never was that keen with it on without his mask but he figured itâd help with the unrelenting brightness of the outside against his sensitive eyes.
âOohh, so ya just got a flair for the dramatic then. I can dig it.âÂ
Flip pulled a cigar from his jacket.Â
âWell then, Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome, care for a cigar?â