"You make friends quickly for a 'serious' mug. I like that. Caramel toppin' is good." He picks up his blackboard before realizing it has deep gashes in it. "Ah. Forgot about that. Eh, I'll be able to get a new one with your help." He drops it to the side and pulls a notepad from his coat. "So, what kinda sweets do ya like? I wanna make a flavor for ya."
“I’m not a fan of sweet, but my little sisters like spicy chocolates.” He says, cracking his neck and beginning to walk, dragging their cart with him, “Where do you want this to be? I wasn’t always good at ‘making friends’. Almost was killed by someone who taught me a lot a few months ago, I’ve been trying to improve myself and reflect ever since.”
Aldo pulls out a map with several locations marked on it, with multiple potential escape routes marked at each stop. "I've got it all planned out. So, how about a... Gnarly Hot Chocolate flavored ice cream? Spicy and chocolatey! Or maybe a pepper soda and chocolate ice cream float, that could work... the Shinmon Special! What do you think?"
He looks at them for a moment, confused as they walk before thinking about it, saying the name back to himself before nodding “The Shinmon Special as a float, I like it.” He says with a smile on his face even if it is a small one, beginning to go along the route.
Instead of a massively overgrown strugel's face, he sees a mass of golden eyes staring back, sitting in a vague memory of a small, homey inn. When the mask is removed, he looks normal again, as does the beautiful hotel. He begins to measure Jack's face with a tape measure.
The eyes perturb him slightly, and relief washes over him once Pod looks like himself again. "You got something weird goin with the eyes of the mask?"
*Forgot to color his text*
"Just some extra enchantments and sensors. Standard issue. It'll work better when it's active." He moves behind Jack to measure his waist and shoulders, then nibbles on his ear a bit before whispering "Why? Did it bother you? Heheheh..."
“You could go to the Inn, I would buy you a room.” She says, walking out in her black tight leather.
She clings tightly to them, using her real affection for them as an illusion for love for the mayor. She walks with them.
He laughs nervously a little bit “You’re right, I guess.” He says, putting down his whetstone nearby.
He follows, not knowing what else to do. I have nobody else, though, Umbrella is letting me take a break from treatment
He lets the hostess know to put the meal on his tab and walks away from the restaraunt without issue
"Everybody needs love, even if they're not ready to accept it yet." he puts a paw on their knee.
“You have no one else? I’m the only person you have? Then you can stay with me. I’ll clean up the lab, and stop asking you to drink things, and experimenting on you while you sleep.”
She clings to them with a smile on her face. Once they are far away she laughs “Those suckers. What a wonderful con.”
He bristles, looking to their paw, adjusting his glasses even though they don’t need it “T-thank you, very much.” He says politely.
“What, I can’t support small vendors and businesses?”
"I don't know if you're a fey or a devil, but anyone who claims to know exactly what you want and how to get it to you, then says something along the lines of 'and the cost won't even permanently maim you!' does not deserve any business, let alone mine."
Aldo pulls out a map with several locations marked on it, with multiple potential escape routes marked at each stop. "I've got it all planned out. So, how about a... Gnarly Hot Chocolate flavored ice cream? Spicy and chocolatey! Or maybe a pepper soda and chocolate ice cream float, that could work... the Shinmon Special! What do you think?"
He looks at them for a moment, confused as they walk before thinking about it, saying the name back to himself before nodding “The Shinmon Special as a float, I like it.” He says with a smile on his face even if it is a small one, beginning to go along the route.
*This seems like a decent place to end. I can't really think of a way to continue, anyway.*
Aldo pulls out a map with several locations marked on it, with multiple potential escape routes marked at each stop. "I've got it all planned out. So, how about a... Gnarly Hot Chocolate flavored ice cream? Spicy and chocolatey! Or maybe a pepper soda and chocolate ice cream float, that could work... the Shinmon Special! What do you think?"
He looks at them for a moment, confused as they walk before thinking about it, saying the name back to himself before nodding “The Shinmon Special as a float, I like it.” He says with a smile on his face even if it is a small one, beginning to go along the route.
*This seems like a decent place to end. I can't really think of a way to continue, anyway.*
*Yeah that’s a good place to end, and that was a fun rp. Take care Baalze, love ya.*
“You could go to the Inn, I would buy you a room.” She says, walking out in her black tight leather.
She clings tightly to them, using her real affection for them as an illusion for love for the mayor. She walks with them.
He laughs nervously a little bit “You’re right, I guess.” He says, putting down his whetstone nearby.
He follows, not knowing what else to do. I have nobody else, though, Umbrella is letting me take a break from treatment
He lets the hostess know to put the meal on his tab and walks away from the restaraunt without issue
"Everybody needs love, even if they're not ready to accept it yet." he puts a paw on their knee.
“You have no one else? I’m the only person you have? Then you can stay with me. I’ll clean up the lab, and stop asking you to drink things, and experimenting on you while you sleep.”
She clings to them with a smile on her face. Once they are far away she laughs “Those suckers. What a wonderful con.”
He bristles, looking to their paw, adjusting his glasses even though they don’t need it “T-thank you, very much.” He says politely.
He gives his body a once over, finding the puff on his tail missing. He punches her leg for 1 damage, eyes glinting
"They love the mayor too much to question him." He kisses her, keeping the form only a while longer
"Of course. So, what kind of soul are you? Unwilling, shy, or fully wanting and ready to accept it?"
She winces in false pain for a moment before grinning at them “Don’t worry, it wasn’t anything too important.” She says, walking into the Inn.
She waits for them to switch back, pulling out of the kiss, “What to do next my dear? Something… fun~” She asks.
He looks up into their eyes for a moment “S-shy I would say.” He says, his thumbs fidgeting.
“What, I can’t support small vendors and businesses?”
"I don't know if you're a fey or a devil, but anyone who claims to know exactly what you want and how to get it to you, then says something along the lines of 'and the cost won't even permanently maim you!' does not deserve any business, let alone mine."
“I didn’t mean just physical damage. If you let me help you, I promise that absolutely everything will turn out for the best. Unless you end up messing things up, but then it’s not my fault.” Persuasion: 23
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Just some extra enchantments and sensors. Standard issue. It'll work better when it's active." He moves behind Jack to measure his waist and shoulders, then nibbles on his ear a bit before whispering "Why? Did it bother you? Heheheh..."
His shoulders are broad, his waist carrying a bit too much weight. He nods slightly as he tilts his head closer to Pod's face, exhaling sharply with the nip. "A little bit, I couldn't see your handsome face."
"Oh, I'm sure you coouulld..." He says in an almost sing-song voice. "You see such beautiful things, Jack. And I can give you more. Or... I could take them away."
He puts his paws on Jack's shoulders, beginning to massage him. "Can you feel that, Jack? The hands of a lover, rubbing your joints, your muscles, and your bones, Jack? The affection of someone you can trust, Jack? The feeling that you are safe here? Because I don't." He pulls away. "Because I am afraid every stomach-churning second I spend in this realm. Because I am ugly, and deep down you know that. Because I wrang out every drop of beauty I had for power. Because I am a god, but a god of nothing. Because I. AM. What did you see, Jack? Was it the truth, or just another illusion?" His breathing is unsteady, but the only thing that can be gathered from it is that what he's feeling right now is very intense.
She takes a seat, ordering herself something to eat, working on something as she does.
She smiles softly back at them, her eyes loving as she begins to lead them back to their shared home “Sounds fun, indeed.”
His own eyes are a soft golden color, filled with uncertainty, in himself more than in them as he blushes more and more, his ears turning red “Adorable?… T-thank you again.”
"I don't know if you're a fey or a devil, but anyone who claims to know exactly what you want and how to get it to you, then says something along the lines of 'and the cost won't even permanently maim you!' does not deserve any business, let alone mine."
“I didn’t mean just physical damage. If you let me help you, I promise that absolutely everything will turn out for the best. Unless you end up messing things up, but then it’s not my fault.” Persuasion: 26
He sighs. "I'll hear you out, but I refuse to commit to anything."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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He looks at them for a moment, confused as they walk before thinking about it, saying the name back to himself before nodding “The Shinmon Special as a float, I like it.” He says with a smile on his face even if it is a small one, beginning to go along the route.
“I don’t know, Zanithia is… heaven where I’m from, I’m also called the heavenly hero.”
*Forgot to color his text*
"Just some extra enchantments and sensors. Standard issue. It'll work better when it's active." He moves behind Jack to measure his waist and shoulders, then nibbles on his ear a bit before whispering "Why? Did it bother you? Heheheh..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“You have no one else? I’m the only person you have? Then you can stay with me. I’ll clean up the lab, and stop asking you to drink things, and experimenting on you while you sleep.”
She clings to them with a smile on her face. Once they are far away she laughs “Those suckers. What a wonderful con.”
He bristles, looking to their paw, adjusting his glasses even though they don’t need it “T-thank you, very much.” He says politely.
"I don't know if you're a fey or a devil, but anyone who claims to know exactly what you want and how to get it to you, then says something along the lines of 'and the cost won't even permanently maim you!' does not deserve any business, let alone mine."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*This seems like a decent place to end. I can't really think of a way to continue, anyway.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Yeah that’s a good place to end, and that was a fun rp. Take care Baalze, love ya.*
She winces in false pain for a moment before grinning at them “Don’t worry, it wasn’t anything too important.” She says, walking into the Inn.
She waits for them to switch back, pulling out of the kiss, “What to do next my dear? Something… fun~” She asks.
He looks up into their eyes for a moment “S-shy I would say.” He says, his thumbs fidgeting.
“Wow. Sounds like you’re pretty important around there…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“I didn’t mean just physical damage. If you let me help you, I promise that absolutely everything will turn out for the best. Unless you end up messing things up, but then it’s not my fault.” Persuasion: 23
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“I don’t know, I’m supposed to be some hero of legend, but I don’t know if I can do it.”
"Oh, I'm sure you coouulld..." He says in an almost sing-song voice. "You see such beautiful things, Jack. And I can give you more. Or... I could take them away."
He puts his paws on Jack's shoulders, beginning to massage him. "Can you feel that, Jack? The hands of a lover, rubbing your joints, your muscles, and your bones, Jack? The affection of someone you can trust, Jack? The feeling that you are safe here? Because I don't." He pulls away. "Because I am afraid every stomach-churning second I spend in this realm. Because I am ugly, and deep down you know that. Because I wrang out every drop of beauty I had for power. Because I am a god, but a god of nothing. Because I. AM. What did you see, Jack? Was it the truth, or just another illusion?" His breathing is unsteady, but the only thing that can be gathered from it is that what he's feeling right now is very intense.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Okie dokie. I am back.*
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.*
She takes a seat, ordering herself something to eat, working on something as she does.
She smiles softly back at them, her eyes loving as she begins to lead them back to their shared home “Sounds fun, indeed.”
His own eyes are a soft golden color, filled with uncertainty, in himself more than in them as he blushes more and more, his ears turning red “Adorable?… T-thank you again.”
*Welcome back dear Wendi.*
*(Kiss on head)*
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
He sighs. "I'll hear you out, but I refuse to commit to anything."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels