#alepusinpulvis

[yournewbestfiend1]

alepusinpulvis replied to your photo

>:( Bad Isfet.

What are you gonna do, throw a CACTUS to stop it???

[yournewbestfiend1]

alepusinpulvis replied to your post:Do you ever enjoy hanging out with people?

[Smiles]

[VAGUELY tolerates]

[yournewbestfiend1]

alepusinpulvis replied to your post:…Is it snowing? Or is this just a really vivid...

I think it’s snowing.

It really is isn't it? [INCREDULOUS LOOK] I... It's snowing.

[yournewbestfiend1]

(( cute headcanon: he is self conscious about his fucked up teeth and sometimes checks them in a mirror if he can find one but it sucks to look at them for too long so he's just like 'ugh fuck it who cares anyway not me' and pouts for a bit ))

((He genuinely is self-conscious about his teeth, that's a real thing! Good for you, you big weenie! That being said, he doesn't really like looking in mirrors in general... though I can see him poking around in one if ONLY to look at his fucked up teeth. A+))

[yournewbestfiend1]

(( cute headcanon: i like to think if isfet moves too fast, like he gets surprised and jumps, his goggles will slip down onto his nose ))

((His goggles have fallen from his forehead onto his eyes before but I'd never considered them falling farther. ACCEPTED.))

[yournewbestfiend1]

[rolls a cactus with the letter J pinned to it]

((SWEATS PROFUSELY))

J: If you sold your soul, what would it be for?

Tch, assuming I have a soul...

...

...Probably a little more time with a few people. Maybe just one person. Maybe even just enough to just say a couple things. One thing. I don't know if it'd be worth it, but I'd probably do it.

[yournewbestfiend1]

I N P V Y

I: If you liked someone with a terminal illness, would you still date them knowing they might not live much longer?

What's with this dating crap, huh? Do I look like a date-r? ...I don't know. Probably not. What's the point if you're just gonna lose 'em soon anyway, huh?

P: Politics, what are your thoughts on them?

All I know is I don't get along with the NCR, and I don't like the Legion either. Anything more than that, ehh, my understanding of deeper political shit is tenuous at best.

V: Do you ever want children?

Me raising children should be considered a crime against humanity, as far as I'm concerned.

Y: Is there anything you wouldn't do for love?

Yeah. Most things, actually.

N already answered.

[yournewbestfiend1]

Isfet squinted up at the sky. The sky wasn't black anymore. The sky now had a sun in it that was coming up, just over that building there. The sky was going to be blue and hot soon enough.

And that just fucking sucked.

The Mojave nights may be cold, freezing even, but the Fiend vastly preferred them to the blistering dry heat the days brought with them. At least Med-X kept him warm. Not much would keep him cool.

Ah well, at the very least he could hope to keel over back in his building, hope he had some water leftover, lie down under the tarp... and hope that he'd pass out before the worst of it. And if not, he could try to lounge on the lower floor, surrounded by frag mines. Didn't sound too bad, all things considered.

He wasn't far, anyway. In fact... there it was, right there. Two floors, all cracked and inconspicuous, save perhaps for the faded spraypaint on the outside...

...But it wasn't hot yet. Maybe he'd linger. Take in a few deep breaths of cold air while he had the chance. It was quiet, after all. When was it ever quiet? He adjusted the crutch at his side, turning his head up slightly, and inhaled deeply as he could through his nose, shutting his eyes for a moment as he did so.