scrap-n-crap replied to your post:“Someone need a fix?”
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scrap-n-crap replied to your post:“Someone need a fix?”
*KILL BILL SIRENS*
golddustonmybootheels replied to your post: “Someone need a fix?”
LEANS IN
I’m gettin conflicting responses here....
"It is not death that we wish to avoid, but life that we wish to live."
Oh, he was drunk. He rarely allowed himself to get this way, but these parties dragged on so. He turned mutely to face her, trying to focus on her strange conclusion. “A meaningless statement.” He said finally, hazily aware that it was exactly the kind of soundbyte that might have been lifted directly from one of his speeches. “They are the same thing. Motivation is not the crux of living, it is outcome.” Ohh, he was drunk.
@scrap-n-crap
“Why are you doing that?”
@scrap-n-crap liked for a book - based starter.
“THIS ain’t really a good town for psychedelic drugs. Reality itself is too twisted.” Pressed, however, Hancock would not have been able to discern Goodneighbor’s drug of choice -- it wasn’t something he was certain he could’ve plucked out of a line - up. He knew his own choice selections; what the citizens of his town did to shoot up and shoot down their own fears, worries, concerns and pains... they weren’t any of his business. But the sort of drugs that made you lose track of the world? Well -- it wasn’t something you ought to have done in Goodneighbor’s streets. Y’could lose everything.
╳ — @scrap-n-crap is a suspect!
“Ahem, you... doing alright down there?”
scrap-n-crap replied to your post:Hair. Pre-war. Not being sarky.
I cant believe he had a man bun
ooc. must remain trendy in these apocalyptic times of ours
actually for the relationship marker thing, this came up forever ago and it was a fluke :U thank god honestly since he was so nonchalant and uncaring if you killed Fahrenheit in the big dig, it'd be concerned
@queen-of-the-needle since you brought up a similar thing in my post
and yeah thank god! I mean was it actually a thing in the files or was it totally a fluke? cause I wouldn’t want to do that. They work best as a friends. But with how much I HC Hancock getting around, I could see him having a kid around the Commonwealth from before he was a ghoul. That’s just my own hcs tho.
But seriously it irritates me so much how nonchalant he is about Fahrenheit being killed :T I feel like if the Sole kills her, Hancock shouldn’t go with them.
“I got nothing.” She answered curtly.
But it was a lie. She got answers at least. Ellie found out just how strung out Mal was and how so few friends she actually had. She spent the day crying and not saying a word. It was worse than being stabbed in the back because she could see it coming and let it happen anyway.
“Why does it matter? Aren’t you busy?” Ellie snapped.
She knew if Hancock found out about Mal, he’d do what everyone else did and just tell her how to feel. He was the only person she wanted to not talk to about that.
“AIN’T busy enough for this.” He said, and he did mean it -- he hoped it would, at the very least, satiate some of her hostility. ( even if he was used to it at this point. ) Hancock took a step into the room, his guilt trailing behind him in the way his shoulders sank. He felt bad. Genuinely bad; even if he hadn’t even known it was her birthday.
Much less what he would have gotten her. Hancock supposed that the best present for Ellie would have been his lack of presence. Such was how she seemed to work -- such was how she might have wanted it.
“Listen -- there anythin’ I can get ya? Think of it as a, uh, belated birthday present. ‘Least I can do after bailin’ out on ya like that.”
He didn’t even want to ask where Mal was; that Ellie didn’t mention her at all raised his suspicions. But he settled those back into himself for later reprisal, for when she wasn’t nearly as angry.