Human beings in a MOB

[unknownpercent]

latrocinari:

     “I should have been a vampire for Halloween. They’re pretty      good at sucking.”

“S-Sucking blood from people isn’t nice though!”

[unknownpercent]

“Uhm.. Has there always been a beach here?”

Mob had decided to try his best to ignore the weird thing around him and went to sector 6 for a little stroll.. Only to find himself staring at a beach instead of a flowery park. Now he had to go back and get his swim trunks.

[unknownpercent]

“A-Ah.. Thank you very much..”

Mob, don’t thank your captors.

[numinal]

      Manners too!            “Oh, it’s no trouble, kiddo. We’ve got lots t’ spare in the fridge, really.”

[unknownpercent]

“A-Ah.. If it’s really okay then.. Thank you, ma’am.”

[jyuryoku-blog]

“Being thirsty is no good, though! We all should get milk or any kind of drink for everyone!”

[unknownpercent]

ANOTHER GIRL IS TALKING TO HIM.

“Th-that would be nice!”

[berserkerofgold]

“Heh! Who’s thirsty?! If yer so thirsty, I got a dare to quench yer thirst…”

“I dare you to drink milk straight from a cow udder! Heh heh heh heh!”

[unknownpercent]

“You can drink Milk from a cow’s udder? I thought maybe that would be unhealthy.. I could try.”

[ladybugette-blog]

          ❝ What’s there to apologize for? ❞

[unknownpercent]

“A-Ah! I-I was going to ask you if y-you wanted to go trick or t-t-treating with me. I didn’t think it would come across as a d-d-date proposal! I’m sorry! I’ll go now!”

Mob then proceeds to run away.

Or at least attempts to before slipping and falling on his back.

His spine hurts now.

[unknownpercent]

“Seeing that other people are thirsty makes me feel less lonely. It’s like we have something in common. I’d share my milk with you, if I still had any..”

[numinal]

      “…” Oh dear lord this pure, precious child. “Uh– I’m pretty sure I got a spare carton in th’ club, d’ ya want it?”

[unknownpercent]

“Ah.. That would be nice. But my mom says I shouldn’t inconvenience strangers..”

[numinal]

      “Iiiiiiiif you’re thirsty and you know it, clap your hands–!”            And then she waits for someone to clap because she’s absolutely not going to.

[unknownpercent]

Mob then proceeds to clap his hands twice.

“I haven’t had milk in two days..”

[ladybugette-blog]

        ❝ Is it just me or does the city’s dating scene seem a little…desperate. ❞

[unknownpercent]

“I’m sorry!”

HE’S ALREADY APOLOGIZING?!

[unknownpercent]

This was far out of his comfort zone, but everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. Perhaps being more outgoing and attending the festivities would be for the best. Even though he was pretty sure it wasn’t Halloween just yet. Emerging from his lodgings, the small esper made his way through the streets in his favorite pajamas. Because he didn’t actually have money for a costume.

“There sure are a lot of people. I wonder if they’re all popular.”

[babypears]

fadingphoenix requested something mob psycho 100 in color pallette #2

[worldsgreatestpsychic-blog]

Reigen doesn’t like fire. He hates fire. His office and Mob’s hose caught on fire once, and stuff happened after that he doesn’t really want to talk about.

Fire sucks.

But his son I mean his apprentice is in trouble, and because, yeah, like he said in that latest episode of their anime, leave it to the adult.

Cue the ginger screaming his fucking head off as he runs and carries Shigeo away to safety.

[unknownpercent]

“Ah.. Master. You should be careful. There’s a fire growing.”

It was so like him. Despite being the one in the worst possible position, Mob’s concern extended towards anyone but himself. If his master somehow got hurt in the middle of all of this, he wasn’t sure what he’d do. But one thing was certain. Mob would not be able to forgive himself.

[unknownpercent]

Sector 6 is slowly catching fire and Mob cannot move. Save him.

[ultimatespin-blog1]

     “Okay, so why is everyone falling down and why is there tic tacs everywhere? What the hell is going on?”

[unknownpercent]

His spine is broken and his soul is empty. That’s what’s going on. This is the terror of the Tic Tacs.

“Bweh..”

[unknownpercent]

Slips on the spilled tic tacs.

His bones are now broken.

You did this to him.