Bonk!

// I'm runnin' circles around ya! // Private // Sel. // 4+ yrs rp experience // Scout from Team Fortress 2 //

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//Gonna do a Hunger Games Simulator.

//Like/Reblog to join in!

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@lil-miss-romano cont. from x

“I- Uh- What?”

“Dunno if I should be flattered or weirded out...”

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//I’m addicted to making icons of random characters I will never use.

//I mean, cmon... It’s addicting...

[pizza-rina]

so heres uh

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@mcka

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//My health comes first so I’ll be signing out for a little! Cya

[serpentine-rogue-inactive]

@scattergun-and-run liked for a starter!

Atop of a building, Somebody stood there before jumping down with ease; a female, but humanoid figure. Soldan chirped a few quiet hisses, tongue flicking at the air.

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The scout had watched it happen from a dim alleyway. How he ended up there, nobody knows.

“That musta hurt.”

He commented

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//I got a follow from a blog I really like, even if I only followed, like, today. I love all the people I follow, and all my followers!

//Stay safe out there guys

[askthepoorlydrawnmercs]

scout needs a big toblerone

I’ve actually never heard of toblerones before thanks for introducing me to this

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//Your Consenting Mind plays in the background

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//New character teaser? New blog teaser?

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//I had a character idea, but, yknow, I can’t draw. So I can’t even make a reference for commissioning...

[bowserjrandthekoopalings-deacti]

Scout

“Who the hell is ‘Mario’? Some creep like you guys?”

He glared at the one that seemed to be the ‘leader’ of the bunch, if he can even call him a leader.

“I’m Jeremy, but my friends call me Scout. For, well, obvious reasons.”

“Jeremy? Uh… so… you don’t know the Mario Brothers? Well, then… are you lost or anything?” Junior asked, looking curiously at the man. He seemed like if he was part of some sort of team.

“He’s actually handsome…” Wendy mumbled while smiling dreamingly. Roy simply facepalmed, knowing how his sister acted almost with every man she met.

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“Yeah, kinda. Dunno how I got ‘ere...”

The character with the pink bow seemed different from the others. As if she was more mature or something of the sorts... What were these creatures? That question was bugging him.

“Say, what are you? Ya kinda look like you’re kids or somethin’.. With costumes or something?”

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{ @plate-of-blins wanted a starter! }

“I smell pancakes!”

Quickly, the scout burst into the kitchen, only to find someone he’s very unfamiliar with. But there was no pancake in sight. Maybe they were using pancake… perfume? That’d be odd.

“Uh- I thought there were pancakes…”

[plate-of-blins]

“Oh! Uhm. Your thought is right! There’s one right in front of you! Though, I can try and make more…” Blin replied, looking unsurely at her surroundings.

“If you let me use this kitchen.”

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“Heh… Sure. I love me some pancakes!”

He chuckled. This person reeked of pancakes, almost unhealthy for him. It was very odd to find someone in the base, let alone a kid.

[plate-of-blins]

“Alright!” She replied with a smile, coming to the fridge.

“Oh, and you can help me if you want to! It seems that you have everything for pancakes, so I wouldn’t mind any help.”

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“I’ve nevah made pancakes before...”

He mumbled his response, the truth slipping from his lips. He was never taught, but loved the food nevertheless.

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{ @superxcrossoverxgalaxy wanted a starter! }

“And just where is this ‘Patamon’ you speak of? I think you’re spewin’ bull.”

This kid in green was really weird. Talking about monsters and creatures called Digimon, and stuff like that. What’s a Digimon anyway?

[astral-multiverse]

“They’re creatures from the Digital Realm… And I’m asking you because i lost him. He’s not hard to find: He’s orange and has wings and kinda small, smaller than me actually” The young Digidestined explained, ignoring his comment

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“Then search your internet history or somethin’. I ain’t got time to be searchin’ for little imaginary friends.”

He kept his weapons hidden, not to scare the kid. He’s done it before, and hated it. The kid’s dad had a chainsaw on it for gods sake!

[astral-multiverse]

“He’s not imaginary! I even have a picture to prove it!” He said before pulling out a picture of him, his brother, and both of their Digimon partners

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This was odd... Seems as if this kid wasn’t joking around. Maybe it would be better if he wasn’t so mean. If that thing could evolve or something, that’d be bad news for him.

“Okay, so, if he is real, what kinda place does he hang around?”

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//I’m off for today. Cya

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{ @superxcrossoverxgalaxy wanted a starter! }

“And just where is this ‘Patamon’ you speak of? I think you’re spewin’ bull.”

This kid in green was really weird. Talking about monsters and creatures called Digimon, and stuff like that. What’s a Digimon anyway?

[astral-multiverse]

“They’re creatures from the Digital Realm… And I’m asking you because i lost him. He’s not hard to find: He’s orange and has wings and kinda small, smaller than me actually” The young Digidestined explained, ignoring his comment

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“Then search your internet history or somethin’. I ain’t got time to be searchin’ for little imaginary friends.”

He kept his weapons hidden, not to scare the kid. He's done it before, and hated it. The kid's dad had a chainsaw on it for gods sake!

[scattergun-and-run]

{ @plate-of-blins wanted a starter! }

“I smell pancakes!”

Quickly, the scout burst into the kitchen, only to find someone he’s very unfamiliar with. But there was no pancake in sight. Maybe they were using pancake… perfume? That’d be odd.

“Uh- I thought there were pancakes…”

[plate-of-blins]

“Oh! Uhm. Your thought is right! There’s one right in front of you! Though, I can try and make more…” Blin replied, looking unsurely at her surroundings.

“If you let me use this kitchen.”

[scattergun-and-run]

“Heh... Sure. I love me some pancakes!”

He chuckled. This person reeked of pancakes, almost unhealthy for him. It was very odd to find someone in the base, let alone a kid.