#sweetpods

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@sweetpods replied to your post:The fuck did i miss.

it was bad™

He’s alive again? How many time do you have ta kill a guy to keep em down??? Should just spawn camp him at this point.

@lavendcrfuture liked your post “The fuck did i miss.”

You should cut people up more thoroughly.

[a-beast-of-prey]

“Wow, this Pipussy is getting his ass handed to him.”

[radmanraditz]

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@sweetpods We haven’t really had our muses interact much yet and I figured when you sent this in we might start! But I think we’ve both gotten busy! Feel free to hit me up for a thread whenever you’re free and when they’ve interacted enough times for me to get an idea of how Raditz would feel about them, I wouldn’t mind filling this meme out!

[balliisms-blog]

@sweetpods​ from here

The smile that graced her lips was kind and borderline genuine, and that only made it worse. If she looked cruel, if she was gloating over her apparent victory over him, then it would have only cemented the fact that she was nothing but evil. A force of pure malevolence that only wanted to hurt.

Instead she just smiled. One hand even reached up to gently brushed away the tears that had started to stain Pipod’s cheeks, her feet hovering above the ground to allow her the height to reach so high.

“Shh, shh child. It’s okay. You don’t need to be so sad.” Her fingernails traced a delicate line before Towa patted his cheek lightly. “It often takes mortal so very long to accept the meaninglessness of their own existence. You’ve learned to embrace it so much faster than others of your kind. It’s remarkable, truly, and something you should be proud of.”

Bright smile, beaming smile. It didn’t match her words and the dissonance seemed to be almost causing a physical tear around him.

“You know, you would be doing others a favor if they realized that too. So tell me... who deserves to suffer in your place?”

[balliisms-blog]

@sweetpods slapped the like button on this bad boy

He didn’t really know the other man, but in all fairness Trunks didn’t know most of his time patrollers. The Future Warrior and the Hero of Conton were the only two that the lavender-haired male had ever spent any significant amount of time with, and neither one had really been by his own choice. Not that they weren’t close and dear friends now! Just-!

-- A lopsided smile was flashed in the direction of the much, much taller male. “You’re... Pipod, right?” At least he could begin to put names to faces, even if it did feel like it was years too late at this point.

“I heard you did a great job on your last patrol.”

[feardona]

@sweetpods  | starter call

Feet move slowly through knee high grass, a lone soul is deposited in what appeared to be a remote location. It is more or less a blessing in disguise, even if the fallen prince failed to agree with that view. Out here in the sticks, the risk of collateral damage he could cause would be minimal at best. How..disappointing.      Letting his face morph into a scowl, if this was all a trick, an elaborate ruse designed by that annoying warlock, he failed to laugh, discovering irritation where humour would usually dwell. Then again, there was much about this backwater of a planet that managed to vex him on a daily basis. Perhaps, having since abandoned his morality, he should see to obliterating what annoyed him. Managing a chuckle, he can’t help but smirk at the thought of taking such action -- especially in lieu of a capable opponent to fight. 

[angelfccdie]

@sweetpods

“Far be it from me to tell you how to go about your business, but I’d be quite cautious about betting on me if I were you.”