#stoicmiscreant

[aurorxs]

blonde-vie

his--red--eyes

stoicmiscreant

invictrix

sarcxlle

"Now, now, did you guys not see the gate that said do not pass?"

[geomxncyarchive]

+1

stoicmiscreant

"Another spaceman."

[elusivefairygymleadervaleri-blog]

¥½↔

¥ = How the character handles money or spends it

Usually on sweets, but most of it is on fabric.

½ = How the character feels about people taller or shorter than them

Well, she treats people around Clemont's height like children... because most of the time, they usually are children... but that's younger uh

Usually she doesn't care? She just uses heels for a fashion statement.

↔ = The character’s ability to read directions

idk mediocre i guess? She wouldn't get lost in the Gerudo Dessert following that one poe--

wait i shouldn't reference zelda i'm sorry

[flammegrunt]

✉

[Text]; Alright listen

[Text]; Alex I need you to meet me at 12AM, by the cafe

[Text]; Bring a camera, eggs, spray paint, and some paper bags

[Text]; Don't ask why just do it

[Text]; Met me there don't forget the stuff Galaxy girl

[Text]; Tonight, we show them the true meaning of justice in the fashion industry.

[galacticgravitation]

stoicmiscreant said: "ay, no. bad kitty. bad." sprays him again and laughs.

⊰ ♄ ⊱

"All right, that's enough."

Forget winning. Forget that awful dare. Saturn stood up and lunged toward the grunt, absolutely furious. "Give me that spray bottle!"

[flammingunderling]

[outofflare; stoicmiscreant

*silentlyscREECHING*]

[galacticgravitation]

⊰ ♄ ⊱

Aside from the gentle hum of the air conditioning working in the background and the sounds of a few Glameow purring and meowing while they regarded each other, the HQ was completely silent. He couldn't blame the grunts for being a bit less enthusiastic about working - after all, how was anyone supposed to work properly with how hot it had been outside lately? Best to just stay inside and bask in the glorious cold. Saturn sighed and walked into the break room with his Toxicroak and a brown paper bag. His watch said that it was ten to twelve... The perfect time to have some lunch.

The toxic frog was tossed an apple, croaking and chomping into it while its trainer took a seat nearby to enjoy his turkey sandwich. Even here, there were only one or two grunts... He could understand not wanting to work, but where was everyone? Was there something he was being left out on or something?