#living-without-strex

[candycoatedcadavers-blog]

((IDK IF ANYONE KNOWS HOW MUCH IT MEANS TO ME THAT PEOPLE HAVE DRAWN THINGS OF EUGENE LIKE HOLY HECK. ;u; I JUST KINDA TALK IN CAPS A LOT AND FLAIL AROUND I DON’T THINK I COULD EVER TRULY EXPRESS MY GRATITUDE! YOU TOOK MY BABY THAT I CAN ONLY WRITE AND YOU TURNED THEM INTO A PICTURE THAT’S WORTH LIKE THOUSANDS OF MY WORDS I’M GETTING EMOTIONAL))

[candycoatedcadavers-blog]

(living without strex) Kevin would put sweets, trinkets from the station and sit on the alter and wait.

Ahhh Eugene would shyly appear and blush and thank them for the candy, then sit with them as they eat. “Haha, so you’re sitting on the alter are /you/ a sacrifice too?” -REALLY AWKWARD LAUGHTER- “Ishouldgo”

[ask-nightvales-voice]

Grumpy counterpart. I'm not very good with nick names... (Living without strex)

Give my muse a pet name

“...........”

*grumpy Cecil noises*

[gilded-billionaire]

Kevin heard of the man who now owned Strex. Heard he was an angel. Angels scared him greatly, especially since he'd regained himself. But... he didn't like not knowing. So around the corner he peeked, looking.(living-without-strex, only if you want.)

Marcus flipped through the pages and pages of paperwork with a sigh. Why did this company have to be so…organized? It had taken him hours to even peruse the stuff and he was nowhere near finished. With a ruffle of his wings, he continued on, not noticing that he now had a spectator.

[ask-nightvales-voice]

"Cecil, you are the most important person to the town, being informative, making people smile, motivate them, and just be wonderful in general." ((Screw angst prompt, from living-without-strex <3))

Screw angst, make my muse genuinely smile in one sentence or less.

Cecil grinned, glancing away and rubbing the back of his neck “Thank you very much…”

[ask-nightvales-voice]

((Turns out that I don't have a toxic wast symbol. That was what I wanted to ask, and if you would like I would happily help you explore the thing <3 living-without-strex))

☢:Something about my character that I’ve never explored but want to

((Oh man, uhm….. Well I really want to explore Cecil’s past and his relationship with reflections, or his time at the Company Picnic. There’s a few other things, but I can’t remember them at this precise moment

[comforting-secrets]

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“Well, listeners, it looks like we are in for the surprise of the century today! And of course I mean that figuratively. We’ve had much bigger surprises.

“Anyway, it seems like just as we’re finishing up taking care of damages caused by the last sandstorm--there’s another one coming right this way! Isn’t that exciting? Ooh, I wonder if we’ll meet our doubles again? I’d certainly like that. Or, perhaps, we’ll meet different doubles. Either way, StrexCorp has advised everyone to take similar emergency weather precautions. And please, no fighting this time, or we will be forced to give you a warning.

“And now, a word from our sponsors!” 

 Kevin removed his headphones and rolled away from his microphone, taking a long stretch and sipping his latte. Goodness, this was going to be a fun day.

He heard the door to his studio open, and spun around to face--well! This man was certainly not Cecil! He wasn’t too different from Kevin’s double, but...he was a bit too like Kevin to be like Cecil. Did that make sense? Did anything make sense to Kevin anymore? --Nevermind. 

“Well, hi there, friend!” Kevin smiled and smiled until his dimples appeared like deep craters in his cheeks. “You look a bit lost. Any way I can help you?”

[gilded-billionaire]

Of Fins and Things (closed with living-without-strex)

Marcus rather enjoyed these walks on the shore. It gave him a chance to get away, to think about things other than becoming the heir to his godforsaken family.

The tide splashed against the rocks, calming him significantly, until he heard a splashing that wasn’t part of the routine. Blinking in confusion, he crept toward the sound, leaving bootprints in the sand.

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