#grumpymechanic

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Please Read!!

Hello!! I have returned, in a matter of speaking. 

So, a few changes have happened with this blog. Sessionbox has started crap out and unfortunately, I am way too lazy to keep logging in and out of my personal blog and switching and all that, especially on mobile. Also, my computer is most likely on its last legs and it is going to be a while before I can afford to get a new one. 

Solution: Make this blog a side-blog on my personal. This blog has been changed to thegrumpasks and will simply be the container for the Rules, Verses, and About pages.

From now on, if you want to interact with me, you will have to click the Home button first. This will guide you to The Main RP Blog. That is where I will be answering asks and running threads through. I tried to keep it as simple as possible and this is what I came up with. The ask box for this blog has been disabled to avoid confusion.

That being said, this is the last post that will show up on this blog and I won’t be signing into it to check for messages often. Therefore, if you have questions, direct yourself to either my personal blog or The Main RP Blog.

TL;DR

Click the home button on this page first if you want to interact with me. This blog is only a separate container for the Rules, Verses, and About pages.

Thank you.

Eternally yours,

~Ben

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Lukas pulled back, noting the man’s askew glasses and reddened lips. He was sure he probably looked quite the same. The one day he had decided to wear the abysmal nerd-cliches he had for glasses and they were getting knocked about. 

“Lukas,” he mumbled breathlessly, fingers already curling under the hem of the doctor’s sweater in an effort to pull it up, “Lukas Engstrom. Theoretical Physics and the Application of Dark Space Particle Travel.”

He stopped himself, shaking it off. Had he really given the whole title? He was used to people asking because of his paper presentation at the stupid conference, but that was a whole new level of pathetic.

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@grumpy-mechanic liked for a starter. 

“I come baring gifts.” Joe announced himself as he walked into the room sporting two large coffees and a box of doughnuts. 

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“Felicity…”

Harrison steps closer to her, placing his hands gently on her shoulders and looking her directly in the eyes. Serious and concerned. He hasn’t seen her in quite some time and when she finally does return, she comes back with these bruises along her arms that look suspiciously like hand-prints. It makes his heart ache and his stomach churn with anger and disgust. Of all the people in the world… he would never have expected to see her like this.

“I’m not stupid. You can tell me what happened. You wouldn’t have come here this late, otherwise. If you don’t want me to tell anyone, I won’t.”

Felicity shook her head and flashed a smile that wasn’t quite as warm as usual.

She waved a dismissive hand because she was fine, of course she was fine --- except that she flinched a little when something moved wrong, some muscle that was irritated, and she made sure to keep the pain off of her face. Because really, this was no big deal and she was totally fine. She makes sure to keep her smile as bright as she can as she quickly comes up with some explanation, some excuse that would be believable.

“Really, it’s no big deal. I’m a huge klutz, and I tripped down the stairs. I’m also an insomniac, and your systems needed upgrading.”