Pros: 1. We are both very big and intimidating. Together we would be twice as big and intimidating. 2. We would be unstoppable. Con: We would be unstoppable.
Yeah, unfortunately we’d destroy the whole Earth with our combined power [he flexes and wipes an imaginary tear from his eye.]
While he wouldn’t admit it out loud, he was very much harboring a crush on Moxie. There was just something utterly fetching about her. Maybe it was her easy smile? Bright disposition to life? It was hard to name just one reason she was as outstanding as she was.
And yet, without a second of hesitation he nods approvingly, ”Arms. Your arms. They are marvelous,” and does thumb-ups.
“I have never, in my life, seen a woman with arms that big. They could probably give me a complex. That aside, Moxie’s a pretty solid girl. Seems like she’s got a good head on her shoulders. I like her little gang, too -- that’s the kind of group dealie I wish everyone had out here.”
Leave a “Call Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours
Moxie leaned over the edge of the bar, damp palms stickingto her cheeks. Her face was mushed up from it. It was quite the display, butshe’d been sitting there waiting for so long that what did anything matter, in this life or the next. Her mouth feltcottony, dry, but the glass of water she’d ordered felt uncomfortably slimywhen it touched her mouth. So, like any great warrior, she had accepted herfate long ago. Maybe – eventually – that old woman would show up that had whatshe was looking for. Maybe.
Amidst the pooling swelter of the room, Moxie heard ratherthan saw someone sidling up from behind. There was a tap on her shoulder at thesame time she was turning around, which led into some awkward, surprised eyecontact.
It was a man, somewhere in his late forties. She recognizedhim from earlier. He had been taking orders from patrons sitting in the faux-leatherbooths. They were tacky, green (the thought of them sticking to her legs andpeeling skin from bone), and that was enough for Moxie to lose interest in whathe had been up to.
The waiter, though, cleared his throat and said, “Uuuh, ‘scuseme. Sorry to bother you. There’s a gentleman in the corner who has a messagefor you.”
“Oh?” Moxie replied, blinking past him and not noticinganyone she knew.
“Yes, he ordered you some… Brahmin milk because, and Iquote, ‘you have very small arms that need a boost’. Again, I apologize. Ithink your arms are very adequate.”
“Oh, thank you. About my um.” Moxie blinked at him, lookingstartled. She glanced at both of here arms. Small? “Who said that?”
The waiter pointed to a man in the opposite corner she hadn’tnoticed, who was facing away from them. He had a familiar haircut, and waswearing more leather than the average Joe needed to. Moxie huffed out a laugh. “Oh!Oh, I know him. He always does this.”
repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words || buff
not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex
Level of Friendship:
never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend || we are destined for a glorious friendship
First impression of them:
I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them
Current impression of them:
I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them
(@storsverd Bob looks pretty but he's kind of an asshole :'D he ran away on his crippled brother and left Kurt alone look after their dying mother, sooo yeah don't trust him Moxie bby)
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I make really good oatmeal cookies, but I can make sugar cookies with nuts for you! Did you want me to teach you how to bake? I always have time!
I would be honored to finally learn the secrets of the oven-y arts from you. It’d be super cool if you could show me how you make your oatmeal cookies! And I’m between jobs right now, so I’m pretty much made of time. I’m nothing but time right now. I’m eternity in a hoodie.
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Yes! I love to bake! What kind of cookies are your favorite?
That’s great! I never really got around to learning to bake yet, but hey, there’s always time, right? My favorite favorite is sugar cookies with nuts in ‘em, but oatmeal cookies are really good too, and ooh, oatmeal raisin, those are also great. ... I love every cookie.