#meniwame

[splinter-sister]

‘Hubba Hubba’ (i promise ill send something thats not a dash game soon i PROMISE bear with me please♡) toss san in with whomever you think would be funniest

- @meniwame

HUBBA HUBBA

[stgzr]

“I’m not exactly sure what an aneurysm feels like, but I suspect I’m pretty close.” (from San tho you can pick which and where)

@meniwame

"Well. I don't wanna say yer overreacting, it sounds like it's been a lot. But how's about we just slow down a bit?"

Rex didn't know San too well yet. But he what he did know was that other people could use always use a break. And the sense they're really doing something out there, no matter their vocation.

"C'mon. Everybody's their own worst critic. Cool your heels and give yourself a little credit."

[splinter-sister]

@meniwame

San is grinning. This is fun for her.

BINGO

"Well helloooo, diva. Three ain't bad at all!"

[stgzr]

@meniwame from here

"N-Not directly... But everybody still got played like a damn fiddle!"

Rex was rubbing an aching spot. He looked over at the others: Too few of them were still in commission. Rex himself was looking pretty worse-for-wear. The sound of the nearby doorway into the stairwell was forced open, a set of feet scrambling up the stairs towards the roof.

♫

"--There's the Bogey, after 'em!!"

And Rex started scrambling in pursuit, waving frantically for Clover to follow. A couple of bewildered strangers would be knocked over, sheets of paper gliding every which way as a mole monster with a drill-nose and a face like the shark's face painted onto WWII-era fighter jets scrambled to escape, bleating and whirring out expletives and demands to be allowed through. This one wanted to get airborne so he could gather up his speed.

Literally, a bogey in the sense of aerial combat... but kind of a bozo in attitude.

[regulus-regent]

(Lap) - though, does it count as sitting if there was an explosion and they landed on their back? Up for debate.

@meniwame

He barely had time to react before the shockwave of a nearby explosion slammed into him, sending the prince tumbling back. The ground beneath him was no more as he felt himself weightless as though the world had been turned upside down. Dust clouded his vision, making it hard to discern as he let out grunt.

His mind was still reeling, ears ringing as he struggled to make sense of where'd he ended up. It took a moment to regain his senses, blinking through the haze, suddenly realizing there was added weight onto his back. Instinctively his muscles tensed, ready to throw off whatever had pinned him down, but he caught himself before reacting. Vegeta's eyes narrowed, his usual scowl deepening as he turned his head slightly, confirming his suspicion.

It was Drisha.

"Of all the places to land. Get off me!"

[regulus-regent]

& "Does it ever get easier, trying to understand others?"

@meniwame

Send a symbol to do the following...

"It never gets easier. People are complicated, confusing, infuriating. But there are patterns, you read their moves, figure out their habits. It's far from simple, but you learn to deal with it."

[long-haired-hottie]

🌹 (theyre definitely holding a rose with like. Its entire root system attached. Theres still dirt on this thang.)

- @meniwame

"O-Oh. This is. Well I've never really done much flower gardening. Mama had me helping her at the farm though. I'm sure she's got some ideas on how to keep this thing alive."

[n3rdb0x]

@meniwame from here

He gives a light nod as his name is repeated and then blinks when his picture is taken. Part of him wanted to ask but also... hm. Surely it's fine! Right?

"It's nice to meet you too Drishya."

Immediately Gohan watches, eyes flicking up as they float upwards... for another photo? Strange. "Haha! Yeah I'm sure of that. Wait really?" Now he really wanted to ask about the picture taking but not right now, at least he was hoping he didn't forget.