#nachtview asks

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Ash got a text from Icarus.

Guess what? It's goat day! 🐐🐐🐐

-🟨 of @youngvoice-and-gameplayer

[A groggy ashton stared at his phone for a hot minute before answering.]

> 1, What the fuck is Goat Day, man. .

> 2, happy goat day I guess?? 𖤐

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A couple of very colorfully dressed students were chatting to each other in some sort of foreign language.

-🗣️ and 🟨 of @youngvoice-and-gameplayer

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[An already present hoodie wearing nerd had noticed the faint dialogue, weirded out upon recognition that that wasnt possibly English. The guy coughed and piped up.]

'Uh, ahem? You guys new to like..town or something? Some foreign transfers? Wait do you even understand me.. '

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*it’s only been a few days since ash last ran into oliver, but they’re sitting in the corner of beanies when ash walks in*

*their posture is…upsettingly straight, and they sit almost perfectly still with their hands folded together on the table*

*in front of them is an almost untouched hot chocolate and two pastries*

(ooc: i know it’s been only a few hours since our last rp but you mentioned wanting an infected storyline so….-@the-hive-traveler)

(YAYAHAYAAHAYAY)

{A very groggy and worn out ash was back at the coffee shop, at the same time he had to wait at every.. Maybe three times a week, rubbing his eyes as he approached the counter. He ordered an espresso and swiped some sugar packets while the crabby barista was whipping it up. After, he looked around the area- quickly spotting oliver, becoming joyous and darting towards the corner table.}

{He stood right next to the guy, knocking on the table to signify is presence.}

'Hey! You- Another encounter, huh? Oliver? '

{He stood over the kid, waiting for a response.. Slowly noticing how disconnected from reality they were, aswell as the untouched food.}

'..Earth to Ollie?? ' 𖤐

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*a teen sits at a table in beanies, sipping on their drink and seemingly talking to themselves*

*they keep their head down, wearing sunglasses to cover their eyes. a thin blue scar runs across their neck*

(-@the-hive-traveler)

(Sorry for not answering this! I was eager to gain motivation, however.)

[Another teen had walked in, headphones blasting, his eardrums being ruined by the minute. The kid tapped the counter to the beat of a drum, not yet noticing other. After a quick conversation and a few cracked jokes, this guy sat at the table right next to the figure, slamming a bag down and taking out a notebook. He began to sketch random stuff as he dug into his coffee, and a few cookies. After a few minutes, the figure, now being identified as Ashton, noticed the kid sitting alone, and not minding the strange behavior, scooted over and tapped on their shoulder as he lifted one of his headphones up.]

'Hey- You! Is it aight if i draw you for practice? — can you hear me? '

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so about that bonfire…

( @the-hive-traveler )

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' What about that bonfire ? . . Should it be bigger 'cus I agree . '

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(ooc: tumblr will not let me answer your ask for some reason so sending this instead, you know who it is)

*the traveler was walking through the town, they had some time to kill before the hive gave them directions for this timeline*

*they spot the other teen in miss retro’s of all places. with an overdramatic sigh they take a breath and enter that awful fucking diner, glaring at the witch who owns the place as they do so*

*it’s a pity the witch won’t let them infect anyone in her diner, the traveler was looking forward to another dance with ember*

(//SHOUTOUT OKAY SORRY HI heh. Heh.)

Mr.Nachtview was hard at work, hardly noticing the traveler. He appeared to be very focused on drawing one or two particular people whilst downing his food, humming and singing along to the jukebox's rhythm, spouting gibberish and being somewhat offkey. He kept drawing as he'd been since he entered, captivated. 𖤐

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Starfall is speeding down a hallway at Hatchetfield High when she crashes straight into Ashton. Instead of saying anything, she just panics and tries to stand up as fast as possible.

-- @sh00ting-starlight

[ The slightly drowsy Nachtview boy had been looking over his drawings and blasting a strictly Green Day incorporated playlist into his headphones while slowly walking down one of the highschool's corridors, his glasses sliding down without a care as he never bothered to look up to see Star dashing in his direction at full-speed. Needless to say, he was immediately winded at the impact— falling on his ass and dropping everything like a dumbass. It took a few moments for Ash to process anything. . and shout at Star once he did so.]

' H — Hey , what the fuck man ? ! . . What the hell is wrong with these fuckers . . ' 𖤐

[ He pushed his glasses fully up after they almost fell off and slowly started to gather his things, murmuring and glaring at the panicked teen.]

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'...correct..?'

'No way, jose!!! Totally!! On god!! '

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