#pine-dexter

[misc-muses]

"Hey, keep Darlene's name out of your mouth."

[angelsandemons]

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After the rat-based present went down less than ideally, Bill was determined to give the birthday boy a good time, even if it was the night after the big day. He'd tried to convince the guy to have a taste of his specialty—Myoclonic Jerk—the night before, but the offer had ultimately been declined.

So it was time to try a new approach.

As soon as Ford fell asleep, Bill was waiting and ready with a new setup in the starry mindscape they usually met in. The usual planning area with its near infinite board of formulas was replaced with what appeared to be a small, semi-translucent platform with a karaoke machine on top.

"Heya Sixer! You ready to have some fun?"

[olliesmultimuse]

@pine-dexter sent: "I don’t blame you. I wouldn’t want to forgive me either.” (For any of your GF muses!)

betrayal & regret sentence starters (accepting)

"Great uncle Ford, I'm not mad at you. I just-..." Mabel hesitated, looking away. A sigh escapes from her mouth. "I'm still getting used to you, ya know? You need to stop being so hard on yourself, okay? It's not good." She then points at Ford's heart with her finger, a soft gentle smile plastering across his face. "Besides, I can tell you have a kind side whenever you relax."

[saltysciencesixer]

@pine-dexter

Ford was really less concerned about the knife to his throat and more about the literal double standing in his kitchen, but the scientist just glared at well, himself.

“Can I help you?”

He wasn’t sure how long he had been gone. He had accidentally fallen into the bottomless pit (again), and it was always difficult to tell how much time had actually passed. He certainly hadn’t expected to see an exact duplicate of himself standing in his kitchen when he got back to the shack.  Ordinarily, he might have opted to use a gun or wrestle the stranger to the floor, but the kitchen was too enclosed for a fist-fight, and Stanley had forbidden him from firing weapons off in the house for anything less than an absolute dire emergency. So, he kept his knife trained on his doppelganger’s neck instead. The calm in his double’s voice did nothing to help CALM him. “Oh, I’m sure you can. You can start by telling me who you are. Shapeshifter? Clone? I’m not in the mood to be toyed with, and if I find out you’ve done anything to hurt the people who live here, you will rue the day you stepped foot in my house.”

[doritoangulum-blog]

👽

Send 💀 to walk in on my muse killing someone.

Six hands drenched in blood travel longingly down the tainted white suit of a human tied to a chair. The devilish creature that the hands belong to is sitting in the barely living man’s lap, nuzzled into the trembling cheek of his captured. The god coos gently—

“Oh darling….you’re shaking, don’t worry it will all be over soon. I’ll make sure of it sweet thing—”

Gentle, caressing hands were suddenly quick and venomous—moving to tear through flesh and bone. Sweet coos were nothing more than a poisonous lullaby attempting to sooth and hypnotize the human in this chair to quit moving.

Struggling and “bad vibes” made the spirit tough—he liked it when they could melt on his tongue. A struggling and painful spirit did not melt on his tongue.

Ew.

A hand stuck deep in the human’s chest is carefully making it’s way up to wrap around the slowly beating heart. His hovering eye glows and flutters—

There we go…almost there.

At least….he would be if the door behind him didn’t burst open. The golden eye suddenly turns an irritated red and swivels around to glare at the intruder. Taking in the appearance the demon almost seems nonchalant—

“If you’re here to save him, you’re too late. He offered himself to me so he’s here of his own free will…LOOK HE EVEN DRESSED IN WHITE! HAVE YA EVER SEEN ANYTHING MORE IRONIC?!”

The blonde tilts his head back with his forked tongue licking the remains of blood off his lips. The closed eyes twitch as jagged teeth reveal themselves in a not so charming smile.

“Unless you have an appointment…BECAUSE I DON’T RECALL YOU MAKING ONE BUUUUUUUUT IT’S YOU, HOW COULD I NOT MOVE SOME THINGS AROUND FOR MY FAVORITE BRAIN GEEK? I’M A LITTLE BUSY AT THE MOMENT OBVIOUSLY BUT SIXER I CAN’T TELL YA HOW EXHAUSTING IT IS TO SEE YOU.”

@pine-dexter

[misc-muses]

"You want to keep yourself up thinkin' of plans? How about you think about this: I stole their rowboat, genius. How are they supposed to come after us?"

A pillow is waved threateningly in his twin's direction. Or... as threateningly as one can wave a pillow. One more wise crack and he'll put his shoe in it or something, really show his brother he means business.

"Now shut up an' go to sleep."

@pine-dexter from x

[olliesmultimuse]

@pine-dexter sent: “Sorry I couldn’t hear you over my internal monologue.” (For Stanley!)

unprompted asks (always accepting)

"Oh come on!" Stan seemed rather annoyed. "Are you really going to do this to me? Again?" He exclaimed in exasperation, crossing his arms. "I said I was sorry!"

[angelsandemons]

💚what does my muse get envious over?

“Me, jealous? Please, I’m not jealous of anything!”

“Welllll I guess I’m KINDA jealous of people who can waltz around freely in your dimension WITHOUT making a deal, but where did jealousy ever get anyone, amirite? You gotta be PROACTIVE.”