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( pip absolutely loves babying tweek uwu )
Tweek looked up as Kenny opened the door and gave the other boy a pleading look. “Nngh — my parents said I need to negotiate a new price for the met — secret ingredient,” he said, obviously upset with his new mission. He hated going to purchase meth from the dealers in Kenny’s garage and this? It was too much for him, his brain was overwhelming him. “Would you p-please come with me?”
His head tilted a bit, but then he caught on quite well. Giving a gentle sigh, he nodded in near reluctance. He wasn't much braver than Tweek was without a disguise. Kenny walked through his front door, gently shutting it behind him. He awaited Tweek's next instruction.
Private Boxing (CLOSED RP WITH TWEEKTWEAKRP)
As the youn teen got dressed in Her usual garb of dark jeans, SNK jacket, and band shirt, she texted Tweek.
“Hello, my dear! Where should we meet?” She was hella affectionate with people.
(fail starter my friend) tweektweakrp
It was early in the day, Tweek was walking to school as usual with his coffee in hand. Karen on the other hand wasn't going to school today but she saw Tweek walking to it. She grinned. Floating into the air and turning invisible she flew down to Tweek. "Tweeeeeeeeeeeeeek~" Her ghostly voice spoke. "Tweeeeeek! How could you!"
You... I like YOU!
I especially like how much dedication and memory you’ve exerted to all things Tweek. ♥
wow you're super kind dude. When I really like a character/relate to a character, I like to know pretty much everything about them and feel pretty shitty if I get something wrong (which was why I was freaking out about his name because i gotta get that shit right).
Getting messages like this from someone else invested into the character means a loT
tweektweakrp started following you
Hey Tweek.
♫
Running. Just keep on running.
The fact that a lunatic was fucking chasing him was terrifying. He had never been in this kind of situation before - well, maybe he had once, but still.
Tweek had truly snapped. It was a side of him that he never seen. He kept on saying that he loved Kenny; that he wanted him all to himself, which was… psychopathic. It was like a fucking anime all over again.
His lungs were burning. He reminded himself to breathe in with his nose, and out with his mouth: something he learned in gym. He prayed to god that he wouldn’t slip - it was night, and there was still snow on the ground -
He jinxed it. He slipped. He fell in the snow, face first. Kenny froze for a few moments, swallowing thickly. He had to get up - he just had to - but his entire body felt numb. He could hardly breathe.
"H-Hey, Kenny." Oh, fuck. The blonde didn’t lift his head. "Are you okay? Do you need help? Oh, y-you shouldn’t have run away from me…" Chills ran down Kenny’s spine. He didn’t speak, though; he just laid there and thought. Should he get up and run, or just stay put? He w
Closing In - Imogen Heap - Psycho Tweek, oops.
Librarian! 62
Throw the goddamn thing away.
"Tweek, you're finished, throw it out." Kyle scolded, noticing the blond chewing on his plastic cup that had once contained coffee. He had finished a while ago, but occupied himself but gnawing on the edges. "Throw it away, dude." The redhead repeated, pointing to the object; they were hanging out at the local diner, and while Kyle was responding to a text from Stan, he noticed Tweek fumbling with the cup between his teeth. Gross.