#proxy: toby

[tallandfacelessman]

Static ‘Memory’

((closed for @reccrdiing ))

“Come on, we both need some more clothes. I know the mall has some damn delicious smells, but we got to at least walk through JCPenny before heading to the food court. and it’s not often we get to be places like this, we’ll be walking around for fun before we head home.” he readjusted the doctors mask- it was completely different from his mouthguard.

there was a reason he wasn’t out and about often. and he’d already accidentally pissed some lady off by twitch slapping her- she obviously didn’t believe that it was unintentional.

still, this could be fun, and it’s not like she could go alone.

[tallandfacelessman]

[[ inxpinatum ]] Kaphona shifted a little bit while rubbing her neck. "Hey, Toby? Can... Can I just say something right now?" Apologizing was never easy. "I wanna say I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable a while back and I knew I did something wrong. Sorry. Won't happen again... Uh, yeah... Sorry. I; ll be going I kinda have something.." God, the air was thick and she couldn't breathe. It was hard to even communicate with him right now.

“Seriously, don’t worry about it. I can’t feel shit, remember? I literally just remembered I had something to do, that’s all!” he’s lying, but he’s grinning. “Anyways, we still gotta be able to work as a team. if I can work with maskfuck, that’s nothing! it’s fine!”

[tallandfacelessman]

@lastfallen

“ P-please leave me alone!! ”

Scared, alone, unsure of where exactly they ended up collapsing after running away from a near-deadly fight, Holly curled up on the ground when they heard someone, or something coming towards them.

Their soul was still out in the open from the last fight they were in, and from the way it was leaking and cracked there were definite injuries. Seems that the blood staining their clothes was internal, from how they were coughing and spitting. Either way, they weren’t doing very well…

There was the occasional pop of a joint, a crack in the air, and the footsteps were not hidden. there was a dull sound as if a blade struck a  tree, and a muttered cuss. another tic of someone’s joints and someone knelt by the kid, twitching, face obscured by a mouthguard and tinted goggles, and a hood pulled over their head.

“You have any idea where you are kid?”

[tallandfacelessman]

She's not dead Toby. She's alive. Unfortunately, she has the same disorder as you, the Tourettes and is wondering where you are.

“don’t lie to me.”

[tallandfacelessman]

she's looking for you.

"how can the dead look for me? are you saying she’s...” a pause.

“is she... back? undead?”

[tallandfacelessman]

your sister is hot

“shut up.”

[tallandfacelessman]

do you miss her

“yeah, of course, I do! but what does it matter? what does it matter when there’s nothing to be done?”

[tallandfacelessman]

[[ Pri I'm still not done how can u do this to me. ]] [[ Toby ]] Kaphona had actually went and designed a shirt for him. On the front says "may I HATCHET you a question" with actual hatchets printed on the front and on the back "can you stop breathing?".

he’s laughing. “oh my fucking god this is great. I’m totally wearing this on missions until I’m forced to stop.  god, i wish I’d thought of that but I did get you a little something! wasn’t really expecting any Christmas gifts from you because of different traditions and all, but fuck it figured I may as well.” and as such he goes to retrieve a box that’s wrapped in a couple of brown striped scarves. it’s a box of twinkies. “Merry Christmas.”