"That is good to hear." He nods "I am going to set up some monitors to keep an eye on your heart rate and anything else."
She blinks and nods vigorously "Yes!"
TH walks over and licks the blood off, grinning behind his mask.
Tim nods, holding out an arm, not understanding that their plastic skin wouldn't allow things that simply "Okay. It won't hurt right?"
He seems surprised by how enthusiastic they are "Y-ya do?"
He smiles at them softly, looking at their face, before turning away and throwing the other body in the fire.
"Nope. Just a sensor diode to find your pulse and such." He explains.
She nods again "I live for making life!!!"
TH watches them both burn to ash, arms folded over his chest.
They patiently wait for them to put the device on them and feel their heartbeat.
He hugs her tightly, crying just a little bit, his voice weak "I...love you..."
Grimes stand next to them, looking to them, their eyes softening slightly.
He attaches it to them, carefully placing it in special places.
"I love you too!!" She grins madly and hugs him back.
"What? I can feel your eyes burning holes into my head."
He makes sure to remain still, though they are not sure that they need to do so.
He just makes a moment to hug them, sobbing quietly, “Ya… really want ta have kids… with me?”
He coughs and looks back to the bonfire “Just silently wondering when we are going to kill the other person.” He frantically says to make up for it.
They pull away and nod "That should work."
She nods again "Yes! Of course! Si!"
"I can smell that lie." He chuckles.
He waits for them “What’s supposed to happen next?”
He pulls back, waving away the tears and looking to them, his hands on their shoulders “Okay.” He raises two glasses of whiskey, one for each of them.
He blushes and his fur puffs up slightly, continuing to look away.
"It with gather your vitals and we shall see how you are doing.' he nods.
She takes one and knocks it back, grinning.
"I would suggest you tell the truth." He says, spinning the tip of the blade against the pad of his index finger.
He nods once more, smiling softly, unworried about it now “Okay, I’m ready!”
He knocks back his own, already pretty drunk though, blood flushing to his cheeks.
He looks to the knife, and for a moment contemplating telling or not before saying “I was considerin’ askin’ you somethin’. Please don’t make me say what.”
They turn on the machine, folding their lab coat covered arms as they watch the monitor spring to life.
She orders herself another, grinning. She knocks that one back and chuckles "You are my favorite person in the woooorld."
The area around them seems to darken, the bonfire snuffing out. TH turns towards him and tilts their head "I'd rather like hearing you ask for it."
A brown and fluffy wolf boy wearing a straw-hat, a red hoodie and baggie sweats is sat at the bar, drinking glass after glass of milk. there's a scar under his left eye.
*posted a new intro on sanctuary, charm him. he's trans :3*
he smiles weakly, nodding.
"Purple... that's new." she says, lighting the stove.
"Fiiiiine." she snickers, kissing him for a long while. Is she wearing lipstick?
*You want me to charm them?*
She walks away, taking the remains of the corpse with her, waving.
"Never blushed around you before..." He shrugs, remaining seated, apparently into women that tell him what to do.
He looks to her lips and asks exactly what he's thinking "Are you wearing lipstick?"
*If you can.*
He waves back, hiding his blush.
"I don't know for sure if thats true... Maybe though."
"Ye- N-..." She huffs, thinking... "Yes."
*Of course I can.*
He puts his hands under his legs, patiently waiting for his meal.
"Why?" He says, tilting his head with pure confusion.
A few minutes later, he's presented with his favorite dish. "Here, my love.."
"So I can doooo this!" she says, snickering as she plants kisses all over his face, a mark of red each time
He takes the dish, looking down to it, and beginning to cut into the meal slowly “T-thank you…”
He certainly hadn’t expected that either, kissing her back shyly “Why are you doing this so much?” He says, blushing.
"Don't thank me, it's my job to care for you, babe..." She sits down next to him, rubbing his back.
"I... I just love ya a lot."
He lets her, though he tries not to for a moment, finishing the food after a moment “I love you more than anything. I… think I’m going to give Mauric my job.”
He is taken aback for a moment before kissing them passionately “I love you too. A lot.”
A brown and fluffy wolf boy wearing a straw-hat, a red hoodie and baggie sweats is sat at the bar, drinking glass after glass of milk. there's a scar under his left eye.
A brown and fluffy wolf boy wearing a straw-hat, a red hoodie and baggie sweats is sat at the bar, drinking glass after glass of milk. there's a scar under his left eye.
*Hea back from the dead. Okay.*
*Puppy D Woofy rides again*
*He’s going to die a second time.*
*I will make this certain.*
*Why kill the dog though?*
*he's delulu, thinks he ate the gum-gum fruit. he kinda deserves it TBH*
*posted a new intro on sanctuary, charm him. he's trans :3*
he smiles weakly, nodding.
"Purple... that's new." she says, lighting the stove.
"Fiiiiine." she snickers, kissing him for a long while. Is she wearing lipstick?
*You want me to charm them?*
She walks away, taking the remains of the corpse with her, waving.
"Never blushed around you before..." He shrugs, remaining seated, apparently into women that tell him what to do.
He looks to her lips and asks exactly what he's thinking "Are you wearing lipstick?"
*If you can.*
He waves back, hiding his blush.
"I don't know for sure if thats true... Maybe though."
"Ye- N-..." She huffs, thinking... "Yes."
*Of course I can.*
He puts his hands under his legs, patiently waiting for his meal.
"Why?" He says, tilting his head with pure confusion.
A few minutes later, he's presented with his favorite dish. "Here, my love.."
"So I can doooo this!" she says, snickering as she plants kisses all over his face, a mark of red each time
He takes the dish, looking down to it, and beginning to cut into the meal slowly “T-thank you…”
He certainly hadn’t expected that either, kissing her back shyly “Why are you doing this so much?” He says, blushing.
"Don't thank me, it's my job to care for you, babe..." She sits down next to him, rubbing his back.
"I... I just love ya a lot."
He lets her, though he tries not to for a moment, finishing the food after a moment “I love you more than anything. I… think I’m going to give Mauric my job.”
He is taken aback for a moment before kissing them passionately “I love you too. A lot.”
She looks surprised, but smiles. "H-how come?..."
"Now, i'm gonna go to bed, gotta let this blunt wear off..." she yawns, beginning to drift off.
“He wants to become a chef again, and he deserves it more than I do.” He says, standing up after finishing the meal “Things have been… it doesn’t matter. What do you want to do?”
He seems surprised, but lets her go to sleep, kissing her forehead softly before silently panicking about his girlfriend smoking.
His eyes widen. "Er, uh, this would pay for any meal we could serve, and still leave quite the hefty tip for the entire staff. It, uh, it would more than cover it, sir. T-thank you for your generosity!" He bows slightly, which looks exaggerated considering his rather nervous, hunched posture.
He pats their shoulders softly, keeping the same smile on his face "Think nothing of it, its just the kindness I could give. I hope it does the most for you." He says, bowing back before looking around the area "Do you mind leading me to the restaurant?"
He nods vigorously and leads the giant dragonoid to a bright red and yellow neon sign, and the similarly colored greasy spoon beneath it. It's a family diner with a stage for entertainers, and the entire interior is designed to look like a whimsical world with all sorts of legendary monsters hand-painted on the walls. Most are imaginary. A recurring motif is bears, for some reason.
The red-haired man seats Rag at an outside table since it's unlikely that he can fit inside. There only appear to be three employees, not including Max, who has disappeared as the others bring quite a bit of food to Rag's table. Several children point in wonder at the dragon man outside.
He looks around the place happily, and takes the food, beginning to eat. He looks at them, waving at the children before beginning to consume the food with little issue, his mouth growing wider and wider and he stuffs himself before closing it and sending it all down his throat.
Asada is walking though the town, doing some general exploring, his long flowing purple mage robes shimmering like a night sky as the radiant light from his smaller sets of horns shine out like a halo. He is just looking around for anything that catches his interest.
The Green Dragon disguised as a Yuan-ti is using her magic to entertain some children in the garden/park she has created near the center of the town.
The Collector has offered its medical expertise at the local clinic, and using this opportunity to study more creature’s anatomy when not working with a patient. Its appearance is a bit frightening but it is very effective in its triage capabilities.
He is far too prepared to take his shirt off, revealing most of his muscles being incredibly defined even though he isn’t strong “How about I help you get fit?” He puts his shirt somewhere safe.
Sparrow is working on his gun, cleaning the inside quite well.
Clem has snatched some gold as well, giving them all to her without question, he has no need for it anyway.
Don walks in, bleeding from his chest, but he doesn’t seem to mind the massive slash.
He is far too prepared to take his shirt off, revealing most of his muscles being incredibly defined even though he isn’t strong “How about I help you get fit?” He puts his shirt somewhere safe.
Sparrow is working on his gun, cleaning the inside quite well.
Clem has snatched some gold as well, giving them all to her without question, he has no need for it anyway.
Don walks in, bleeding from his chest, but he doesn’t seem to mind the massive slash.
They turn on the machine, folding their lab coat covered arms as they watch the monitor spring to life.
She orders herself another, grinning. She knocks that one back and chuckles "You are my favorite person in the woooorld."
The area around them seems to darken, the bonfire snuffing out. TH turns towards him and tilts their head "I'd rather like hearing you ask for it."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*I will make this certain.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He lets her, though he tries not to for a moment, finishing the food after a moment “I love you more than anything. I… think I’m going to give Mauric my job.”
He is taken aback for a moment before kissing them passionately “I love you too. A lot.”
*Why kill the dog though?*
*Cut for Wendi.*
The machines don’t seem to detect anything, as if the layer that is their plastic skin is meant to block anything that tries to come through.
“I could never love anyone- hic- the way I love you.” He says, beginning to get more drunk, though he can’t stop loving her.
He sighs, looking to where their eyes would be, taking a deep breath before saying “I want ta [gp], but you probably don’t.” They turn away.
*Ah, ok.
Also hi. 👋*
“He wants to become a chef again, and he deserves it more than I do.” He says, standing up after finishing the meal “Things have been… it doesn’t matter. What do you want to do?”
He seems surprised, but lets her go to sleep, kissing her forehead softly before silently panicking about his girlfriend smoking.
"Hm.. I think I should've expected that." He sighs.
She makes an unintelligible noises and kisses him "I love you toooo! I love you so friggin much!!!"
He suddenly finds himself scooped up and swallowed into the darkness.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Asada is walking though the town, doing some general exploring, his long flowing purple mage robes shimmering like a night sky as the radiant light from his smaller sets of horns shine out like a halo. He is just looking around for anything that catches his interest.
The Green Dragon disguised as a Yuan-ti is using her magic to entertain some children in the garden/park she has created near the center of the town.
The Collector has offered its medical expertise at the local clinic, and using this opportunity to study more creature’s anatomy when not working with a patient. Its appearance is a bit frightening but it is very effective in its triage capabilities.
*Cut for Salem.*
He is far too prepared to take his shirt off, revealing most of his muscles being incredibly defined even though he isn’t strong “How about I help you get fit?” He puts his shirt somewhere safe.
Sparrow is working on his gun, cleaning the inside quite well.
Clem has snatched some gold as well, giving them all to her without question, he has no need for it anyway.
Don walks in, bleeding from his chest, but he doesn’t seem to mind the massive slash.
He looks up to them, and back to his arm “Is something wrong?”
He continues to just care for them equally compared to them, “I’d never expect things ta go this way for me… I’m so happy…”
*Happy ending.*
*Hey, his clothes are fashionable.* He rolls his shoulders, stepping outside “Where do you want to work?”
He looks up from his gun “My six shooter, Rosemary. What do ya think?”
Clem follows them, his hand in theirs as he simply loos around, the darkness of the cave meaning nothing to him.
He looks down, tapping his chest softly “Oh, I got cut?”