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[mocrosoftoffice-blog]

Starlight

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      When Guzma seizes his wrist he merely chuckles, the threat falling on deaf ears as he moves to sit down on the edge of the cushion. He steadies the cocoa in hand and patiently waits for his newfound roommate to smell it and he’s not disappointed! Guzma soon shifts, stirs beneath his blankets and rises. It takes him a moment more before he asks if he can have some and for that Molayne’s smile broadens into something playful as he lifts it towards his lips. 

      “You better take this off my hands before I drink it for you!” He doesn’t let him know he has another cup waiting for him on the counter, or that there’s always more to be made, but he can’t help but admit it’s cute the way Guzma requests it. He stops short of his mouth and merely awaits to see if Guzma will retaliate and snatch it from him. 

      “I hope you’re ready to see some stars tonight! I imagine you haven’t gotten to see any for a long time since you’ve lived in Po Town for so long.” It’s a joke, a jab that he never gets out and about, that he’s always been stuck where it never stops raining. 

[medical-mishap]

Raise Some Hell || Guzma & Petrel

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Sometimes, you just need to cause some trouble. It’s stress relief, pure and simple—since he was barely a teenager, Petrel had taken a day every now and then and set it aside to just whirlwind through town, taking shit, causing property damage, vandalizing buildings, anything fun. It was good practice for when he had to do something real and serious, but beyond that, it was wild, it was high-energy, and it kept him entertained. Today was one of those days.

He had a few cans of spray paint hidden under his suit jacket, a matchbook tucked neatly in his jeans pocket, and his tactical acadias laced up tight and ready to roll. It was going to be such a good day. He had grand plans: tag a few joints, maybe steal a few little things (he needed a new watch, for starters) and if he could find the time to work his way up to it, he wanted to set something on fire.

Obviously, this was a large list to get through, because he could spend hours on any one of those delightful activities, and the first thing he needed in order to begin was a coffee. Or a frappuccino. Actually, he could go for a frappuccino, right now. This city, in particular, Petrel was aware of having a few Starbucks, and he continued off down the sidewalk with a spring in his step as he mentally mapped out the shortest route to one.

As he walked, however, he was so distracted with the thought of his morning treat that he wasn’t exactly paying attention to the stretch of sidewalk in front of him, and it came as a surprised when he felt his shoulder collide with someone else’s. Petrel was jolted out of his deliciously sweet, coffee-flavored daydreams as he whipped around to find the offender, his brow furrowing into a scowl.

“Hey, buddy. Watch where the fuck you’re going, would you? You gonna apologize?”

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Beachy Keen | | Guzma ~✽

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There were several things that Alarana liked to do in her very few moments away from her family. One of them was having a lovely time out on the town by herself and away from everyone else. Today, she found herself in the most luxurious tropical region of Alola. She had taken residence for the time being at a beach house for a couple drinks. Flashing the ID she had crafted for her on vacation so she could have a little bit of fun just in case laws were different, she sat down and started conversation with a couple guys sitting around her.

Things were going so well! Alarana was away from her family, having a couple drinks and getting all the attention she really wanted, and she was at a pretty beach house. What more could a girl want? Taking a couple more drinks, she waved them off, wanting to think of something else she wanted to do. Granted, she couldn’t swim, so the actual ocean was out. But she could always go lay on the sand and get an absolutely stunning tan to bring back home.

Drumming her fingers on the table, she rolled her eyes. This was getting her absolutely nowhere, because everything sounded like fun. Here she was on a tropical vacation and she couldn’t even make up her mind on what she wanted. This was the worst. Finishing the martini she had, she sighed, flipping her blonde hair out to rest on her back instead of draped over her shoulder. Her hand went a little too far, smacking something in the process. She looked down, seeing that she had knocked some guy’s drink over. Well great…that was fine...she just resorted to plan A, her charms. She placed her hands over her mouth, grabbing for a couple napkins. “Oh…oh no. I’m so sorry about that! It didn’t get on you did it? That’d be awful to ruin such a nice outfit~. Here let me fix it for you doll.”

[medical-mishap]

(ง'̀-'́)ง

“don’t you fucking emote at me you fucking lame-ass cake-supporter who even ASKED you get the fuck out of here jesus fucking christ”

[mocrosoftoffice-blog]

Fallen | Guzma & Molayne

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      It rains in endless sheets and yet still he walks without an umbrella and doesn’t seem to care that he’s getting soaked out here at Po Town. He’s not there for the PC today. No, he’s looking for someone and there’s almost a desperate need to find them. In a rush he finds himself there, the town once filled with members of Skull now deserted and searches around it with a desperate intent. He has to find him. 

      He must.

      He calls his name and is only greeted by the tundra that bears down upon him. It doesn’t take him long to reach the Shady house or for him to enter it. Again he calls his name, only to receive silence once more. He searches through the building, looks through all the rooms and finds them all in disarray. It’s painful to take it all in, to know this is where Skull housed themselves and lived. It’s a mess, and while he’s not the cleanest person in the world he only wishes it could have been more tidy for them. 

      “Guzma?” He calls again and thinks he hears something from one of the rooms on the other side of a cluster of boxes. He makes his way over them and finds himself at a door centered before the house. He feels he should knock before entering and yet refrains as he gently turns the knob and pushes the door open. 

      That’s when he finds him there, seated sullenly on his throne. It’s a mess in this room too yet all he can focus on is the man seated before him. He’s heard the news and has seen it too. Skull is no more and now he’s standing before a man that hates him for everything he stands for. He knows this, yet still comes to his aid as he promised he would do all those years ago. 

      “Guzma. I thought I might find you here.” He slouches still as he talks but prepares himself for any rebuke he might receive. He’s not there to fight, but to Guzma why else would he be there. “I just wanted to come find you. To make sure you were ok.” His lips draw into a thin line even though he still tries to smile. “I mean, I know you’re not ok, but I’m here.” Here for what? He shakes his head and closes the door behind him, ready for what Guzma has to throw at him. 

[echoesoforre]

🌻 for all!

🌻- What is the longest relationship you’ve been in?

Spark murmured to himself for a moment, looking at the two beside him, his expression sly, as though it’d cut through Wes’s resolve in a heartbeat. “Well. Silv and I haven’t ever been in a relationship before, but I know someone here has.”

And Wes, in turn, retorted with a soft snort barely ghosting across his folded arms and closed-off expression. “Four years. Plain and simple.”

[undellabay-rp]

Good morning, Undella Bay! If I could, I would love to reserve............. Thorton on this fine June 22. Pls and many THANKS.

Consider it done! Have the brain in by 6/29! 

- mudkip-mod

[twintulips-blog]

❂ here's a feckin meme u nerd

Alarana’s friendship with Guzma is so complicated it’s ridiculous. She tends to make friends easy, but the antagonist style banter they have is actually one of her favorite forms of friendship. If she picks on you a little, she really likes you.