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Lastscoutstanding said
"Beginnin' to feel like I put on weight..."
"I've been lifting things all day so my arms are just tired." Rumble starts to rub Teemos belly.
"What if I think having a little chubby belly is cute and sexy?"
@lastscoutstanding
Teemo was just done cooking when Laural came back upstairs. “Hey. I got fish from the market. Found a recipe in one of my foster father’s old cookbooks… you’ll like it. It’s with rice and sauce, and mushrooms.” He smiled his best smile… but there was more to it, and Laural would notice sooner or later. It had come to his attention that it was Laural’s birthday today. At first, he had frozen up with shocked thoughts of whether or not he had simply forgotten soon ended in the realization that, no. He had never heard about it before. Not from Laural. And that was… odd. On the way back home he had found out why it felt odd, and then had spent most of the time trying to think of a reason why, albeit without any significant results. So here he was. Sitting at the table and not enjoying the fish as much as he should, although he thought he had done a pretty good job with it. He had waited until after they had eaten. It just seemed like the polite way, the practical one, too. Just in case. “Happy birthday. I’m sorry, I didn’t really get you anything… I only found out today. You never told me. Mind if I ask why?”
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Teemo was a good cook and Laural enjoyed having him around to cook for him. He enjoyed waking up to the smell of breakfast wafting in from the kitchen. He had enjoyed the fish meal and was to distracted to notice that Teemo wasn’t really enjoying his.
His face twitched when Teemo finally spoke. “What do you mean? Today’s not my birthday. Who told you that?” He seemed overly nervous about the current conversation that was brewing.
@lastscoutstanding
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Send ☭ x for a vs. battle quote to your muse
Battle Intro: “I can heal your ass but I can damn well kick it too.” or “Another sparring match? I guess I can entertain you today.”
Victory: “Teems you doin alright? You’re not exactly on your best game.”
Half HP: “Time to kick it up a notch then... I’m not losing to you this easily!”
Low HP: “L-Lookin good kid... Don’t count me out yet though.”
Defeat: “Everything’s... spinning...?” Twitch mumbled as his slowly passed out.
Death: Twitch grabbed his throat, his breathing slowly stopping as the toxins wrecked havoc on his body. He feebly made the attempt to reach into his medical bag but he expired, his body thumping against the ground.
Assist: Twitch would wrap Teemo’s wounds up quickly, a wink and a smirk coming from Twitch. “Here we go Teems!”
Taunt: “Come on buddy, I know you love your little blowgun but you’re just gonna inhale your own dart at this rate.”
Reacting to Taunt: “Why you little... Come back here you little furball!”
Flee: “Running sometimes is the best option you know!”
Reacting to Flee: “I know your tricks Teems.... where are you hiding now.”
Tie: Twitch would wake up in a hospital bed, teemo next to him. “Huh... guess we did a number on each other.”
Perfect Victory: “Back to basic training my good sir.”
Low HP Victory: “Jeez... Didn’t I tell you to go easy...?”
Finishing Move: Twitch would stealth, a smile on his face before he placed a grenade on Teemo, firing his rifle, causing it to explode in a fiery gaseous explosion.
@lastscoutstanding
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Send a 💬 for my muse to say what they honestly feel about your muse.
“Both a favorite plaything and a hated enemy.”
@lastscoutstanding "That kiss was from a bet, you didn't get the full experience."
"Nobody's innocent any more."
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“So I just need to make a factory?”
Yep
“That seems strangely simple though.”
It isn’t
“Pfffff look. I’m mining some coal and some iron. This is easy”
* A pair of hours later*
“I CANNOT MICROMANAGE SO MANY THINGS HOLY GOD!”
There we go.
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Send me a “♦” for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.
“Doctor.”
“Ether physical or mental, but he definitely needs one soon”
