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.
"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.
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.*
"The monitor refuses to pick up your vitals. Perhaps because you are made plastic, I should've realized that." He chuckles.
"You should be happy! I am happy that you are happy!" She chirps.
Tim’s eyes widen in confusion, their eyes frantic as they look down to their hands “I’m… I’m made of plastic?” They didn’t know, and that terrifies them deeply.
“I’m happy to have you as my- hic- wife.” He downs the drink, finishing off the bottle.
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.
They notice Lilac sat in the middle of a sunny clearing, sorting through treasure.
Asada watches from a bit of a distance, curious of Lilac and their actions but not wanting to intrude incase that would be rude.
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.
"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.
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.*
"The monitor refuses to pick up your vitals. Perhaps because you are made plastic, I should've realized that." He chuckles.
"You should be happy! I am happy that you are happy!" She chirps.
Tim’s eyes widen in confusion, their eyes frantic as they look down to their hands “I’m… I’m made of plastic?” They didn’t know, and that terrifies them deeply.
“I’m happy to have you as my- hic- wife.” He downs the drink, finishing off the bottle.
"You are but it acts as skin but, unlike regular skin, it protects you like a shell." They said, their tone gentle.
She makes another series of noises "I'm happy to have you as my everything!!"
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.
They notice Lilac sat in the middle of a sunny clearing, sorting through treasure.
Asada watches from a bit of a distance, curious of Lilac and their actions but not wanting to intrude incase that would be rude.
She hums as she works, seeming quite approachable. Her pile is immense, consisting of many luxury items.
"That is quite the treasure haul you have there, but is it safe to have it all out in the open like that?" Asada speaks out
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.
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.
They notice Lilac sat in the middle of a sunny clearing, sorting through treasure.
Asada watches from a bit of a distance, curious of Lilac and their actions but not wanting to intrude incase that would be rude.
She hums as she works, seeming quite approachable. Her pile is immense, consisting of many luxury items.
"That is quite the treasure haul you have there, but is it safe to have it all out in the open like that?" Asada speaks out
She frowns, looking quite upset. "I didn't think about that..."
"Not saying you have to go anywhere. I don't know the general..."vibe"...of the town, so maybe things are safer here." Asada says, doing a bit of jazz hands at the word vibe like he is an old man trying to use modern young people slang despite looking young himself.
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.
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.
They notice Lilac sat in the middle of a sunny clearing, sorting through treasure.
Asada watches from a bit of a distance, curious of Lilac and their actions but not wanting to intrude incase that would be rude.
She hums as she works, seeming quite approachable. Her pile is immense, consisting of many luxury items.
"That is quite the treasure haul you have there, but is it safe to have it all out in the open like that?" Asada speaks out
She frowns, looking quite upset. "I didn't think about that..."
"Not saying you have to go anywhere. I don't know the general..."vibe"...of the town, so maybe things are safer here." Asada says, doing a bit of jazz hands at the word vibe like he is an old man trying to use modern young people slang despite looking young himself.
"Please don't do that." she narrows her eyes. "I'm 72, i'm not a child anymore. I was just about finished, but thank you..."
"Oh, my apologize."He says genuinely. "I was not trying to infer your age. My host and his shadow are youngsters and they keep trying to get me to use their slang. I'm still not so sure about it."
“You’re beautiful, the most beautiful goddess I’ll ever hope to see. Don’t be shy around me, I’m your husband.”
He raises an eyebrow “Do ya mind if a check ya on that? Just… wanna make sure.”
He nods at them, following after them, putting all the gold and shiny things he’s found, leaving one thing in his pouch “Our home…”
He takes his shift off to make it easier for them “If you want to, I don’t need it, eventually I’ll just get better.” When they get close Don kisses their forehead.
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"The monitor refuses to pick up your vitals. Perhaps because you are made plastic, I should've realized that." He chuckles.
"You should be happy! I am happy that you are happy!" She chirps.
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
Tim’s eyes widen in confusion, their eyes frantic as they look down to their hands “I’m… I’m made of plastic?” They didn’t know, and that terrifies them deeply.
“I’m happy to have you as my- hic- wife.” He downs the drink, finishing off the bottle.
Asada watches from a bit of a distance, curious of Lilac and their actions but not wanting to intrude incase that would be rude.
"You are but it acts as skin but, unlike regular skin, it protects you like a shell." They said, their tone gentle.
She makes another series of noises "I'm happy to have you as my everything!!"
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
"That is quite the treasure haul you have there, but is it safe to have it all out in the open like that?" Asada speaks out
*Just because he’s a himbo doesn’t mean he… actually yeah.*
He moves his body lushly, popping his back and shoulders, “I haven’t done any workouts in a long time, but I’ve got endurance. Let’s go.”
He chuckles with them “Most people don’t want ta fight when I got somethin’ like this.”
His eyes widen in surprise, looking around, his eyes golden with such light “You gathered all of this my love? For what reason?”
"Not saying you have to go anywhere. I don't know the general..."vibe"...of the town, so maybe things are safer here." Asada says, doing a bit of jazz hands at the word vibe like he is an old man trying to use modern young people slang despite looking young himself.
*yaaaay I have hichews*
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
“What do you mean with me watching?” He takes a moment to realize what she means, where a massive grin then places itself on his face.
“Sounds like someone ended up gettin’ shot at the end o’ that quote.” He chuckles, cleaning the inside with care.
He nods slightly “It’s beautiful, nothing compared to you in the slightest, but beautiful. Why did you bring me here?”
He shrugs, wiping the blood of his chest, the wound deep “Eh, it’s fine.”
*(Hands you some)*
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
"Oh, my apologize." He says genuinely. "I was not trying to infer your age. My host and his shadow are youngsters and they keep trying to get me to use their slang. I'm still not so sure about it."
*Cut for Salem. Gtg soon.*
“You’re beautiful, the most beautiful goddess I’ll ever hope to see. Don’t be shy around me, I’m your husband.”
He raises an eyebrow “Do ya mind if a check ya on that? Just… wanna make sure.”
He nods at them, following after them, putting all the gold and shiny things he’s found, leaving one thing in his pouch “Our home…”
He takes his shift off to make it easier for them “If you want to, I don’t need it, eventually I’ll just get better.” When they get close Don kisses their forehead.