Max is sitting outside, trying to build a new jaw for himself but his hands are so weak then even lifting something as heavy as a screwdriver makes the bone scream like they are gonna break. He has forgone the activity for now, monitoring his radiation levels.
Ashi is inside, at the bar. She is playing solitaire again and every time she wins, she downs a shot of vodka. She hasn't lost yet so nearly half a bottle is gone now.
Samaritan is outside, smoking. He appears to be drinking a giant sized bottle of beer that is nearly as big as a person. He looks tired, well if you could say that as he face is hidden behind his mask.
“Let’s hope that was it.” They put down their journal, closing it and locking it.
“No one is good at love, no one is bad at it either. The fact that you think you are, makes you stupid, and that’s another great thing about love, it’s stupid too.”
He puts it on the Record player, setting it to play while they continue getting the rest of the things set up.
*pleeeease tell me you looked up what that track is.* "If not, i'll talk to Sam." he shrugs.
"You give too good of advice for a hunk of metal." he grumbles, tears welling up in his eyes
He hums along, swaying his hips to the beat.
*Why are you like this.*
“It’s not like I can do anything to help, I’m just a goat with a therapist.”
“Yeah, and I gave awful advice when I was flesh and blood,” He pulls them to shore “Comes with being old.”
He joins them, beginning to dance, just a little bit:
*i'm sending don a message*
"A handsome one at that." he says, pulling out a checklist. "There's one thing crossed off for today."
he groans as he's dragged, bones creaking as he stands up. "I'd know it."
"...I'm not the only one.." he sings softly, in a beautiful voice.
*Ah, I see, strange way to send a message though.*
They bristle again, still not used to compliments, but moving on “What else do you have to do today?”
“More than anyone else I’d imagine. How about you try to find someone you love, and who loves you back, for my sake, cause I can’t.”
He sits down, watching them and listening to them sing, letting them get swept away in the moment:
*music is my langauge*
"Check on Omi, make him know he's loved... that's really it."
"i've tried." he says, leaning against a tree. "Doesn't seem to work out. I'm too old"
He takes a puff of his blunt in between lyrics.
“Sounds like something you’re really good at.” He says, looking back at his journal.
“You aren’t, as long as you’re alive, you aren’t too old for love. Unfortunately for me, I’m dead and made of metal.”
Once the song is over, Don gives them a hug and a kiss, smiling “Your singing voice is just as amazing as your normal one.”
Max is sitting outside, trying to build a new jaw for himself but his hands are so weak then even lifting something as heavy as a screwdriver makes the bone scream like they are gonna break. He has forgone the activity for now, monitoring his radiation levels.
Ashi is inside, at the bar. She is playing solitaire again and every time she wins, she downs a shot of vodka. She hasn't lost yet so nearly half a bottle is gone now.
Domino is nearby, attempting to bring a bouquet of dead flowers back to life.
The next card she draws is the six of waffles. Wait, what?..
*How far away is Domino?*
She tilts her head, confused. She then blames it on the alcohol.
Max is sitting outside, trying to build a new jaw for himself but his hands are so weak then even lifting something as heavy as a screwdriver makes the bone scream like they are gonna break. He has forgone the activity for now, monitoring his radiation levels.
Ashi is inside, at the bar. She is playing solitaire again and every time she wins, she downs a shot of vodka. She hasn't lost yet so nearly half a bottle is gone now.
Samaritan is outside, smoking. He appears to be drinking a giant sized bottle of beer that is nearly as big as a person. He looks tired, well if you could say that as he face is hidden behind his mask.
she can feel someone watching her
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Max is sitting outside, trying to build a new jaw for himself but his hands are so weak then even lifting something as heavy as a screwdriver makes the bone scream like they are gonna break. He has forgone the activity for now, monitoring his radiation levels.
Ashi is inside, at the bar. She is playing solitaire again and every time she wins, she downs a shot of vodka. She hasn't lost yet so nearly half a bottle is gone now.
Domino is nearby, attempting to bring a bouquet of dead flowers back to life.
The next card she draws is the six of waffles. Wait, what?..
*How far away is Domino?*
She tilts her head, confused. She then blames it on the alcohol.
*100ft, within earshot but a bit far*
Next to her draw pile appears a stack of waffles; Next to her, Mac appears.
*They are going to make a CON save, DC of 25. Unfortunately, this is passive and Max can't control it.*
She snorts and laughs a bit "Hello there. Didn't expect you to be a magician."
Max is sitting outside, trying to build a new jaw for himself but his hands are so weak then even lifting something as heavy as a screwdriver makes the bone scream like they are gonna break. He has forgone the activity for now, monitoring his radiation levels.
Ashi is inside, at the bar. She is playing solitaire again and every time she wins, she downs a shot of vodka. She hasn't lost yet so nearly half a bottle is gone now.
Samaritan is outside, smoking. He appears to be drinking a giant sized bottle of beer that is nearly as big as a person. He looks tired, well if you could say that as he face is hidden behind his mask.
Max is sitting outside, trying to build a new jaw for himself but his hands are so weak then even lifting something as heavy as a screwdriver makes the bone scream like they are gonna break. He has forgone the activity for now, monitoring his radiation levels.
Ashi is inside, at the bar. She is playing solitaire again and every time she wins, she downs a shot of vodka. She hasn't lost yet so nearly half a bottle is gone now.
Samaritan is outside, smoking. He appears to be drinking a giant sized bottle of beer that is nearly as big as a person. He looks tired, well if you could say that as he face is hidden behind his mask.
she can feel someone watching her
She looks up and then around, searching.
The purple haired person she saw earlier is watching her play
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Max is sitting outside, trying to build a new jaw for himself but his hands are so weak then even lifting something as heavy as a screwdriver makes the bone scream like they are gonna break. He has forgone the activity for now, monitoring his radiation levels.
Ashi is inside, at the bar. She is playing solitaire again and every time she wins, she downs a shot of vodka. She hasn't lost yet so nearly half a bottle is gone now.
Samaritan is outside, smoking. He appears to be drinking a giant sized bottle of beer that is nearly as big as a person. He looks tired, well if you could say that as he face is hidden behind his mask.
she can feel someone watching her
She looks up and then around, searching.
The purple haired person she saw earlier is watching her play
She watches for a moment before turning back to the game.
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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
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*Yes. I'd prefer to be Suguru Geto, but I have to actually hold my monsters in objects because of the class I picked out, the Tamer.*
*It was very, very obviously based on Pokemon.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Max is sitting outside, trying to build a new jaw for himself but his hands are so weak then even lifting something as heavy as a screwdriver makes the bone scream like they are gonna break. He has forgone the activity for now, monitoring his radiation levels.
Ashi is inside, at the bar. She is playing solitaire again and every time she wins, she downs a shot of vodka. She hasn't lost yet so nearly half a bottle is gone now.
Samaritan is outside, smoking. He appears to be drinking a giant sized bottle of beer that is nearly as big as a person. He looks tired, well if you could say that as he face is hidden behind his mask.
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
*Technically Geto traps them in objects, just ask Gojo In the prison realm.”
*But Gojo's CR is a bit too high for my character.*
*Also, from my understanding that wasn't exactly... Geto.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Sounds like something you’re really good at.” He says, looking back at his journal.
“You aren’t, as long as you’re alive, you aren’t too old for love. Unfortunately for me, I’m dead and made of metal.”
Once the song is over, Don gives them a hug and a kiss, smiling “Your singing voice is just as amazing as your normal one.”
*How far away is Domino?*
She tilts her head, confused. She then blames it on the alcohol.
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
*Kenjaku was simply using Geto’s body yes, but by all means, that was Geto’s device as well as his technique.*
she can feel someone watching her
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*They are going to make a CON save, DC of 25. Unfortunately, this is passive and Max can't control it.*
She snorts and laughs a bit "Hello there. Didn't expect you to be a magician."
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
She looks up and then around, searching.
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
*Cut for Salem.*
He shakes his head “You’re fine, I’m fine, I’m just thinking about stuff. I just don’t get compliments that often.”
“That’s all anyone can ask of you, and that’s what makes you capable of love.”
He wraps his arms tightly around them “I’m pretty good at a few things~” He gives them another kiss.
The purple haired person she saw earlier is watching her play
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
She watches for a moment before turning back to the game.
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