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He's swimming in the water, fake fin attached to his back. For decoration.
Franz finds himself a seat on the edge of a small building,atop the roof. He would have a paper plate with a hotdog beside him. He’d pick up the food and take small bites of it,all the while watching the on goings below. His long demonic tail swishes around idly behind him.
The spider would be outside,on a walkway of Hotland. He’s staring off into the distance. His gaze seems pretty far off. Like he was thinking to himself. Not paying much attention to who would be passing by him. He would be...oddly tired and worn out. Though he kept it up all behind his usual smiling mask. One that he was never to break. His gaze still kept unbroken while gazing out over Hotland,potentially unaware of anyone who might approach.
There is a storm Underground. It seemed to be somewhere between Snowdin and Waterfall. It seemed to have come out of nowhere. No one could explain it. Within the storm there were heavy winds,which even blew around the edges too. Lightning even struck around the center area. There seemed to be some monsters gathered around investigating. All the while the storm seemed to be picking up power. There seemed to be this unnatural feeling hanging in the air as well...
The large monster was panting some from the heat. Even without any layer of fur,his tall large size and black skin made him susceptible to the heat. He was in nothing more than a wifebeater top and pair of jean shorts. All of it clung tightly to his form,specially with the sweat that came from him. He comes up to another while handing them a popsicle with a small smile.
“Here ya go. They only had a few left,so I got us some.”
He goes to open his and lick down on it with his long tongue. If not a bit suggestively.
Florent is sitting in a VIP area currently of his club since no one was there,relaxed back while suckling on a lollipop very suggestively. He was watching from the comfortable seat,seeing his dancers dance on stage. He wanders out to the crowd with his hips swaying about in those tight short shorts to check up on his customers and see how well they were enjoying themselves.
The synth would be exploring a new planet while on some down time. He did take the occasional break between contract works. Something that was natural to him and something he did want to do. After some hours arriving to the planet,he had some loud rustling and some other noises. He decided to head towards the source to investigate what was going on.