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bambam x tourgraph ep.6

「 sccjin‌: 」

soojin may not have been the best person to weigh in on the subject, or to offer an opinion, but there she sat anyway — rubbing her cheek into knuckles as she blinked until her vision could properly focus on the picture. she too, was drunk. probably too drunk to realize that the cutie was more than likely a stock image of some celebrity. “that’s a ten.” she stated, liquor on her lips. “a big ten.”

her answer is all the motivation jack needs. his finger is swiping right and, luckily for him, it’s a match. “ ha! let’s get this show on the road. ” he wastes no time in sending a cheeky message nor is his companion slow to respond. as he types away, he asks, “ do you want to join? we can make this a party? ” he’s vague in his intentions as he’s yet to decide whether his new companion is an evening snack or a fun little fling. in the end, if soojin would like to participate, he has no issue in allowing her the final decision on this ignorant soul’s fate.

#sccjin #ic: sccjin

「 mcmiko·: 」

mamiko didn’t believe in dating outside of the coven, so the sudden presentation of the phone and the face in the pictures, had her falling silent for a moment, before her eyes shot upward. “jack. is this one for a meal, or a fling?”

even if he were sober, jack would be hard pressed to care if any of the coven members disapproved of his actions. so long as yeomna continued to allow jack whatever freedom he wanted, he was going to take it. rolling his eyes upwards as if in thought, jack shrugged carelessly, then he took another look at his option. “ i haven’t decided but meal or fling, they can’t be ugly. so, your opinion? i have to know if i have my drunk eyes on. anything- anyone could look fuckable or delicious. ”

#ic: mcmiko #mcmiko

「 ynxmshin·: 」

{ °• @xjaqk }

One would think that after death, there would be nothing but peace and quiet, which was one thing that Namshin was already a fan of, way back when. He really needs to stop referring to himself as being dead (which he is if the lack of a heartbeat is any indication) solely because it sounds weird and morbid. He’s breathing and he takes a mental note that dead men don’t breathe just so he can categorize himself differently (as if he didn’t have more than two centuries to do so); scanning through the books in the library just so he can take one. The creak of the door opening makes him look over however, leaving him with pointed finger mid-air to give the shadow of the one entering a glimpse of attention.

“You look lost.” he sends out as a form of greeting.

jack is all dramatics as he enters. he’s not loud but simply by way of presentation, dragging his feet and shaking his head side to side as he approaches, speaks volumes. his hands lift and he waves them around his head as if in a very disoriented state. “ yes. yes, i am. namshin, ” he starts, tone as serious as he can manage as he places his hands atop the the other’s shoulders. jack shakes his head side to side once more and releases a long, theatrical breath. “ where is the entertainment? the house is so boring today. take me somewhere. please, anywhere but here. help me save us - more so yourself, ” he mutters, “ from becoming old hags, too. ”

#ic: ynxmshin #ynxmshin

「 sydnyz·: 」

sydney shifts her attention towards the male upon hearing his words, unfazed by his intrusion of personal space all of a sudden. her eyes eventually fall onto the phone now held in front of her face, and she takes her time to look at the picture displayed on the screen, before turning to look at jack again. “you know what’s cuter? me.” with that being said, she puts on a cheeky smile. “that’s my honest opinion. you’re welcome, jackie.” she’s mischievous by nature, and as someone who is close to sydney, jack should have known better by now.

he should have known better and yet, that does not stop jack from staring at syd as if she has committed a betrayal of the utmost degree. he had said honest opinion, so he should have expected her opinion to be just that. it didn’t matter who, syd would have claimed as such for anyone he presented - beautiful, ugly, or inbetween. narrowing his gaze, jack licks his lips and nods his head as if he’s processing sage advice. he swipes left and hands the phone over to syd instead. “ how about you just take it and try to find me a snack? a decent looking snack. “

#ic: sydnyz‌#sydnyz‌

「 jnglc‌: 」

lucas startles, lowering the bottle of cherry soda from his lips and drying them with the back of his hand. “you should wear a bell around your neck,” he murmurs, narrowing his eyes and scanning the screen, face overly serious. “i mean,” he starts, shoulders lifting slightly. “i guess they’re ok? i’m pretty neutral on this one. are you hunting or are you hunting?”

his immediate reaction is a snort. “ no, that ruins the fun of scaring the children. and, i’m still deciding but i think we all should know by now, i am not going to eat an ugly person. think of it like those badass vampire bitches in movies that bathe in virgin blood except, i eat them and they’re not virgins. oh, but maybe i should start eating virgins. “ he pauses, contemplates the thought for a moment, then shakes his head and moves closer to lucas once more. “how about you just swipe left or right for me? be a bro. do me a favor. “

#ic: jnglc #jnglc

「 open. 」 “ i need your help. “ there is no shame nor care of personal space as jack presses himself up to his companion’s side. already, he is shoving his phone in their direction, allowing them a better view of his screen. “ are they cute or am i just too drunk to tell? because, you know, it’s tinder. and i’m drunk. so, what’s your verdict? i need your honest opinion. be brutal. “

#night:start #feel free to assume connections !

hello! i’m jay, mun to both jack and gemini. i’m gonna go ahead and link jack’s profile here but a short summary on this fool is he is flamboyant, carefree, and crass. he was born in siam aka what is now thailand and was raised in poverty. he was very much the starving kid you see on the streets stealing things or doing questionable favors just for scraps. his whole human life is something he doesn’t like to think or talk about and will avoid at all costs, which is why he is very much an escapist now. he’s a ‘let the good times roll’ kind of guy and behaves not unlike what some would expect of a drugged up 80′s rocker. he dresses like one as well - catch him in tight leather pants, a fishnet shirt, and a fluffy blue fur coat. i don’t have any specific wanted connections at the moment but all sorts of connections are welcomed. i’m sure there will be members who like his eccentric personality and others that find his nonstop energy tiresome. i’ll make a wanted connections page as soon as i can but for now, definitely like this post and i will message you or just hmu on discord blaqknote#2497.

#night:intro #night:talk #°☆.。.:*・ix: ooc.