#paperheaded

[jefeciito-blog]

for the truth or dare ask: what is something he worries about?

╳ truth or dare

❛ it sure would be great if i could stream a live commercial for once without one of you imbeciles doing something extraordinarily stupid !! ❜

[static-enterprises]

[x]

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, WHAT A FUCKING IDIOT!” Oh, Steve is busting a full gut right now...

[Unknown]: Wow, Flug! And here I was, thinking you a prude~!

[Unknown]: But trying to come to me of all people for sex~? You’re either sincerely desperate or seriously stupid!

[oh-flug-blog]

@paperheaded There was a stir of noise from the lab as a familiar, but foreign, occupant stumbled into the facility. Flug had been meaning to visit a different dimension, but wound up in this one instead. While most of the time he'd try to leave right away to save himself any embarrassment or potentially dangerous situations, Flug found himself slightly curious. How good was THIS Flug? Better than him? He hoped not, but probably. It took about five minutes of snooping around through the lab to confirm that theory. So many designs and prototypes! Flug hadn't even thought of half of this stuff! It was disheartening to say the least. As Flug turned around to go, he heard the sound of somebody nearing the lab. Shoot. Not thinking straight, he ducked under a lab table. Nailed it.

[tom-lucitor-official]

I agree, your blog is 👌👌👌👌!!!!

OOC: !!!!!!!

Thank you!

[jefeciito-blog]

he dares black hat to d i e

╳ truth or dare

do it flug end him you know the way

[jefeciito-blog]

@paperheaded

     have 300 years already passed ??

     black hat rounds up the crew, in typical black hat fashion (that is to say, slithering through the shadows of the mansion, scaring the living shit out of them when he emerged from the darkness undetected and dragged them into the void, because apparently implementing intercoms in the mansion would just make too much sense.)

     with dr. flug, demencia, and 505 in his company, the first order of business is to────

     YAWN.  jaw cracks, maw like an open bear trap ready to snap and maim.  none among these associates are unacclimated to the cage of off-color fangs that constitutes black hat’s mouth.  no, of all things, it is the seemingly innocuous act of yawning in and of itself.  since when did black hat feel fatigue ??  he has never been seen at rest, opting at night to haunt the halls or venture out into the night for god knows what reason.

     the oddities continue to stack on top of each other, as black hat stands before them looking anything less than his usual pristine self.  gone is the overcoat, vest, and tie, leaving him in an untucked button-down, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and rounding out the “casual” look with a bowler perched atop his head as opposed to the infamous top hat.

     ❛ i need you imbeciles to listen VERY CAREFULLY, ❜ the eldritch employer begins, tenting his fingers together in front of him and enunciating his words as best as he could with the dregs of sleep attempting to pull them all together into an incomprehensible slur.  ❛ i am about to enter a deep sleep for the next three days, and i cannot at any point for any reason wake up from it.  it’s literally impossible────the entire mansion could come crumbling down around me and i’ll keep snoozing.  once i slept through an entire raid.  pillaging, plundering, fires all around me.  people screaming for mercy, only to die the most agonizing deaths.  i was very disappointed that i missed it.  anyway, it’s imperative, then, that you all restrain yourselves for the next 72 hours.  don’t get into any trouble, because dear ol’ black hat won’t be around to bail you out. ❜

     then with a click of serpentine tongue, a small stack of papers materializes into his opened and once-empty hands.  ❛ oh, and in case you were wondering, this does not mean holiday for you stooges.  i had these schedules drawn up in advance, should this day ever come during your diminutive mortal lifespans.  you will need to keep PRODUCTIVE if you are to have any hope of checking off every item on this list by the time i wake up.  and if you don’t, i’ll have you strung up by your toes from the rafters. ❜

     with that, he distributes the motley crew their agendas────as well as COPIES of their agendas, so that they cannot employ the excuse of having lost their guides.  once everyone has an itinerary in possession, black hat stretches his arms up over his head, rolling out another growl of a yawn.  there are noticeable bags beneath his visible eye already.  ❛ ugh.  alright.  i’m off.  do not fail me or you’ll regret it...blah blah blah. ❜  his characteristic zest for threats gone, black hat tiredly ambles off to his room.

[drangcd-blog]

demi looks cute uhhhhhhh all the time

true dat! and i bet flug agrees with that statement. 8)))

[drangcd-blog]

@paperheaded // continued from x. 

     yeaaah, did she not have other things to do ?? better things. demi excessively taps her foot on the ground; the insane smile on her face turning into a look of indifference. it shouldn’t bother her, but it did. she didn’t have a crush on flug- noo, that she was sure of, but it bothered her that it was starting to matter to her what he thought of her. 

     “ how can you stand that bear ?? ” she hisses out, seemingly out of character for her to speak so serious. while she couldn’t care less if 5.0.5. overheard, demi tries to keep her tone low enough for flug to hear. “ he’s the opposite of what he should represent for the organization- why haven’t you rid of him yet ?? ”

       did he require assistance ?? because demi can definitely lend a hand.