"Snowboarding, you say?"
"I'm not against it, though Id follow up with Cinder if I were you."
"And also 'happy holidays', as people say."
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"Snowboarding, you say?"
"I'm not against it, though Id follow up with Cinder if I were you."
"And also 'happy holidays', as people say."
@rehabilitaticn
Walk straight, keep your head high and don’t look down. The sounds and lights around her as she walked through the city makes her feel overwhelmed, but she still manages to continue walking without flinching away from strangers.
Akira halts for a moment to take out her phone and skims over her messages before shoving it back into her bag.
Nothing...
She bites at her lower lip before taking another step forward only to stop as she feels something. Her head snaps towards a certain direction and for a moment she can feel something....
Where? Where is this coming from?
Her eyes widen as she spots someone walking away from her in the opposite direction.
There!
Her feet move and she’s already trailing behind the other as fast as she can.
@champofpallet continued from (x)
Dear Arceus, this kid looked like shit...
Kaemon didn’t like being a nurse, yet he always found himself helping someone or some pokemon. A part of him couldn’t help it, much to his dismay; he didn’t really like people but..To just leave someone like that was..well, wrong.
Kaemon flinched back at the sneeze before immediately dug through his bag for a face mask before quickly putting it on. He placed the thermometer into Red’s mouth and closed his mouth...A hundred-ten degrees, this guy had a horrible fever just as he suspected.
“Yeah, yeah, I know...” Kaemon sighed, brushing Red’s bangs from his face and removing his hat as he laid him against the grass slowly.
The nurse took three pokeballs from his hip and let out his audino,Angel; his clefable, Mabel; and his wigglytuff, Creampuff.
“Mabel, go through our bags and find a blanket. Creampuff, set up the tent. Angel, come over here.” he instructed, pokemon following suite.
((Hi there!)) "Because unlike you, I do not have a conscience. ”
HOUSE MD SENTENCE STARTERS
⸄ ❝I can’t help but call bullshit at that. We all do, just matters if you listen to it or not.❞ The thief replied to the cyborg, almost insidious in their tone. They crossed their arms over their chest as they spoke further. ❝But don't worry, I won't hold ya to those words. I understand things can be time sensative.❞ ⸅
"Excuse me, I think you dropped this." ~ Miyuu
- From: If we’ve never rp’d together - Still Accepting -
@xhaikyuu-cutiesx
Marco looked down at the girl, raising a brow. Had he dropped anything? “Um, thanks?”
❝ My underwear are now bright pink because of you, thank you very much. ❞ (hallo!)
- From: obscenely domestic starter sentences - Still Accepting -
@academyofmuses
Marco giggled at the other’s words. “Really? Lemme see! Are you wearing them?”
// can sense Raph distress, but is mostly focused on the cakes. Nevertheless, the void entity reaches across reality and pats him on the head with a 'there there' // (( lol sorry he's nosy ))
[He should be focused on the cakes. Raph spent all morning on them. Plus they’re immaculately iced. They seem to have a bit of black gunk hanging off them here and there, but OTHER THAN THAT-- they’re great.
He’s actually busy eating one right now. Not just a slice. The whole cake. On a plate in front of him. While he sits on the kitchen floor.
Looking up at this freaking guy with a mouthful of sugary goodness and almost chokes because WHO IS THIS? After a lot of coughing (and more black tar stuff coming out in his hand) he finally gets out a greeting.]
HEY who are you???
[Not his best, but he doesn’t recognize this person. And he’s busy. Eating.]