Sam is thinking of piercing his tongue and gathering up the necessary supplies to do so.
Pimento, who's got more piercings than one man should, having quite a few rings on his face, a tasteful amount I would say, is walking by when he seems them and comes over,
Sam looks up and waves, smiling brightly "Oi!"
He looks back to them, smiling back a bit, "Hey, you're that guy!" He says like he knows them, pointing his pocket knife at them.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Felix waddles over and sits down on his foot, preventing him from moving.
A sponge is tossed onto Carrion. Atticus climbs into the tub and begins to scrub the meat god.
Sam, confused now, stares down at the strugel on his foot "Excuse me mate, what in the bloody hells are ye doing?"
Carrion pops an eyestalk up and looks around before he is assaulted with water and soap. He makes a noise akin to a screaming cat who doesn't want to be bathed.
He shrugs, looking up. "I dunno. What about you?"
"Ah, calm down you big baby. I know it doesn't hurt. I got this soap special." He gently rubs Carrion with the soft sponge and caresses him.
Sam is thinking of piercing his tongue and gathering up the necessary supplies to do so.
Pimento, who's got more piercings than one man should, having quite a few rings on his face, a tasteful amount I would say, is walking by when he seems them and comes over,
Sam looks up and waves, smiling brightly "Oi!"
He looks back to them, smiling back a bit, "Hey, you're that guy!" He says like he knows them, pointing his pocket knife at them.
"That guy?" he raises a brow, now a bit more confused.
Felix waddles over and sits down on his foot, preventing him from moving.
A sponge is tossed onto Carrion. Atticus climbs into the tub and begins to scrub the meat god.
Sam, confused now, stares down at the strugel on his foot "Excuse me mate, what in the bloody hells are ye doing?"
Carrion pops an eyestalk up and looks around before he is assaulted with water and soap. He makes a noise akin to a screaming cat who doesn't want to be bathed.
He shrugs, looking up. "I dunno. What about you?"
"Ah, calm down you big baby. I know it doesn't hurt. I got this soap special." He gently rubs Carrion with the soft sponge and caresses him.
Sam huffs, frowning, "Thinking bout piercing my tongue, but in order to do that, I need ye off me shoe."
He continues to playfully scream like he is being drowned like a wet rat, content on trying to get Atticus absolutely soaked.
"I...uhm...i kinda lost it..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He looks back to them, smiling back a bit, "Hey, you're that guy!" He says like he knows them, pointing his pocket knife at them.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He shrugs, looking up. "I dunno. What about you?"
"Ah, calm down you big baby. I know it doesn't hurt. I got this soap special." He gently rubs Carrion with the soft sponge and caresses him.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She holds onto their back, wiping her face, "... Do you want to do anything today?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Okay." he nods again, raising a brow.
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 must mow the lawn now*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*See ya again soon, love ya buddy.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"That guy?" he raises a brow, now a bit more confused.
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
"maybe we should have some sibling bonding time." he says, buying a cinnamon roll for them both
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"There...i...i killed a lot of people..." he says softly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"The one Val doesn't wanna kill." He flicks the knife at them, "The guy that saved Zane, right?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She takes her cinnamon roll, nibbling on it, seeming to not be very hungry, leaning against them.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Sam huffs, frowning, "Thinking bout piercing my tongue, but in order to do that, I need ye off me shoe."
He continues to playfully scream like he is being drowned like a wet rat, content on trying to get Atticus absolutely soaked.
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 ruffles her hair as he eats his.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks up to them, smiling just a little bit, but still worried about them.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"lets get going, yeah?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She nods, holding their hand and her cinnamon roll.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Btw, added myself to that google doc so i can keep in touch :] *
He smiles softly as they walk around the market.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Fantastic, I'll be more active there when I leave here.*
She occasionally looks at something cool, like a weapon shop with a sword she likes, but never wants to buy anything.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*okie dokie*
He keeps note of this. "Wanna go visit Waka...?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.