#saltysciencesixer

[saltysciencesixer]

The Salt is Back!

This is an independent Gravity Falls' RP blog featuring Stanford Pines! He was active way back in the day, and now with the Book of Bill and everything, I've decided to dust him off and shake him out of hiding. Wakey, wakey! So here's the rules! Mun is 36 years old. Rules? Don't be a jerk (OOC), don't cause drama (OOC), try to use good grammar and spelling,I will not interact with users I suspect are underaged or prone to drama (i.e. you're writing multiple call-out posts, you're hostile to people I know well, you call yourself "no 1 hater" or "ultimate fuckboy" or anything along those lines), IC does not equal OOC (Ford can be a salty and paranoid jerk; don't take it personally), 18+ only (there's old smut on this blog) don't be surprised by the Billford or the Fiddauthor or anything else that might suit my fancy. Shipping is great, but I don't do incest and for personal reasons, do not call my character daddy in a sexual context. Have fun!

[annoyangle]

OOC COORDINATION THREAD!!

@maymayandthehog @saltysciencesixer

Since tumblr blew up group messages, let's just use this for coordinating this unexpectedly tangled web of RP :) reply freely!

current post order: Sixer, Mabel, Bill (IF NEEDED when the conversation hits a point. Otherwise he's gonna just lurk lurkily by the window and be distracted by his 80,000 yottabytes of World's Funniest People Crashing Their Cars Into Each Other feed)

[misc-muses]

"Hey, you want my brother's social security number? Slide me a hundred dollars."

[angelsandemons]

@saltysciencesixer (continued from here)

Well that was not the reaction he expected. Not a single 'go away Bill' or 'none of your business'? He was talking to him like a stranger.

"You don't say..."

"Hey, you don't look so good. You feelin' alright there?"

[fullcfmysteries]

@saltysciencesixer || continued from here

"Matter of fact, yes! I believe I discovered something that nobody has ever mentioned, not even your journals mentioned this!" Dipper continues to explain, "I encountered a dragon! It's not a pterodactyl this time though, it's an actual fire-breathing dragon but get this--this dragon breathes ice instead of fire!" The click-clackety of his pen intensified as he paces back and forth.

"I looked in the journals, the journals doesn't mention anything about an ice-breathing dragon! Do you know what this means? If there's one dragon, then there may be more dragons!" Dipper nearly shouts out of happiness. He's a huge fan of dragons, "Do you have any idea how much it means to me? I get to take notes on dragons!"

[pine-dexter]

"What are ya doin' tomorrow night?" - From Fiddleford

"Tomorrow night?" And curse the crack in his voice, he's a grown man for Sagan's sake. He clears his throat before speaking again hoping to avoid that nervous tic going forward.

"Ah, nothing! Nothing of note! Perhaps some reading? What are you? Ah, doing. Tomorrow, that is." Wow, he's blowing this.

[hiddenforests-archive-blog]

@saltysciencesixer

Well this one looked like an easy target.  And with the equinox coming soon, she could use something to eat.

“Oy there, mind helpin’ a lass out?”  She looked up at him demurely, hands clasped behind her back.  “I think I’m a little lost.”

[yellingmetatron]

"How does Moses make his coffee? Hebrews it. Much like everyone else, I suspect. However, I am on the verge of developing a faster, more efficient way of making coffee! I've already had twenty cups today and haven't slept in eight days! Are you a hallucination? You don't look like one of my usual hallucinations, but this is also the first time I've tried to make coffee with this special anti-gravitational magma from Dimension A-229."

The tesseract slowly rotates counter-clockwise.  His faces shimmer with various greens, but a few flecks of dubious orange flicker here and there.

“…ARE YOU HAVING A THEOPHANY RIGHT NOW?  I MEAN, IT WOULDN’T BE THE FIRST FUCKING TIME I WAS CONSCRIPTED INTO A THEOPHANY WITHOUT BEING FUCKING WARNED FIRST.  EVERYONE JUST FUCKING ASSUMES I’M A-OK WITH DISPENSING HEAVENLY WISDOM AND SHIT WHEN IT FUCKING SUITS THEIR SCHEDULE.”  The flecks or orange glow brighter, and begin  spreading.“AND FOR YOUR INFORMATION, MOSES MADE THE BEST FUCKING COFFEE THE WORLD HAD EVER SEEN.  LEARNED THE ART FROM THE HIGHMOST MOTHERFUCKING BREWMASTERS OF ANCIENT ETHIOPIA, AND HE G-DDAMNED FUCKING WELL PERFECTED IT.“  Metatron pauses.

“YOU KNOW, I FUCKING HOPE FOR YOUR SAKE THAT THAT WASN’T THE DIVINE WISDOM YOU’RE MEANT TO RECEIVE.  NOT EXACTLY GONNA START YOUR OWN FUCKING SECT WITH THAT, OR WHATEVER.”