He waves back, then does a little twirl as he enters the tavern, then holds out a hand for Jax to take.
he politely declines, showing them a ring on his left paw. "Got a wife, don't know that she'd take too kindly to that. Sorry, friend.*
"Ah. I see. Do you assume me to be a romantic?" He tilts his head slightly as he lowers his long arm, his motors and servos whirring gently. His other hand twitches and fidgets constantly, but he doesn't sound nervous. "It is a fair assumption."
"I just didn't wanna see it as a friendly guesture, accept it, and then it not be. Sorry about that." he holds out a hand, this time to shake. "Name's Jax, I keep the streets in this town clean of those with bounties."
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[Enter: A new RP Thread: Anytown, USA] (That's a link.. Please click it.) S♡J 2-13-25
A mechanical man-fox creature watches from just beyond the beach. He fiddles with his claws, dressed like an office worker with a partially opened shirt and a bridal robe for some reason. He slowly, steadily begins to dance along with the music. His movements are both graceful and mechanical, much like an insect.
He laughs, though not looking at them, moving a hand off to gesture them over to join him on the edge of the beach. Eventually he turns back and raises his head, showing a gentle smile on his handsome face.
The construct dashes over, his footsteps heavy on the sand. He twirls and bows. "Alwin Grouper, at your service."
"Ah. I see. Do you assume me to be a romantic?" He tilts his head slightly as he lowers his long arm, his motors and servos whirring gently. His other hand twitches and fidgets constantly, but he doesn't sound nervous. "It is a fair assumption."
"I just didn't wanna see it as a friendly guesture, accept it, and then it not be. Sorry about that." he holds out a hand, this time to shake. "Name's Jax, I keep the streets in this town clean of those with bounties."
The machine shakes it firmly. "Alwin Grouper, son of the legendary industrialist." He stands at almost eight feet tall, a desperate attempt to be proportional despite his industrial strength components. "You have nothing to be sorry for, Jax."
"Ah. I see. Do you assume me to be a romantic?" He tilts his head slightly as he lowers his long arm, his motors and servos whirring gently. His other hand twitches and fidgets constantly, but he doesn't sound nervous. "It is a fair assumption."
"I just didn't wanna see it as a friendly guesture, accept it, and then it not be. Sorry about that." he holds out a hand, this time to shake. "Name's Jax, I keep the streets in this town clean of those with bounties."
The machine shakes it firmly. "Alwin Grouper, son of the legendary industrialist." He stands at almost eight feet tall, a desperate attempt to be proportional despite his industrial strength components. "You have nothing to be sorry for, Jax."
"Grouper, huh? Can't say I haven't heard the name, a pleasure. Whatcha doin all the way out here in our corner of the world?"
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[Enter: A new RP Thread: Anytown, USA] (That's a link.. Please click it.) S♡J 2-13-25
A mechanical man-fox creature watches from just beyond the beach. He fiddles with his claws, dressed like an office worker with a partially opened shirt and a bridal robe for some reason. He slowly, steadily begins to dance along with the music. His movements are both graceful and mechanical, much like an insect.
He laughs, though not looking at them, moving a hand off to gesture them over to join him on the edge of the beach. Eventually he turns back and raises his head, showing a gentle smile on his handsome face.
The construct dashes over, his footsteps heavy on the sand. He twirls and bows. "Alwin Grouper, at your service."
He returns the bow, tipping his hat with that smile of his “Uzui, and you are far from my service, you seem too good for it.”
The machine shakes it firmly. "Alwin Grouper, son of the legendary industrialist." He stands at almost eight feet tall, a desperate attempt to be proportional despite his industrial strength components. "You have nothing to be sorry for, Jax."
"Grouper, huh? Can't say I haven't heard the name, a pleasure. Whatcha doin all the way out here in our corner of the world?"
"This is where my parents met. I've never been here before, so I wanted to come here and maybe learn more about him. I think his walking factory might still be here, but it would have been run down for a while even with the maintenance constructs. You need real people to keep a machine running forever."
*I'm tired I guess, mentally and physically and spiritually. It feels like I'm in this loop almost, everyday is the same: Wake up, go to work, do work, go home again and again. I feel like sometimes I'm hollow on the inside, no guts or matter making me up, just a hollow cavity.,
The construct dashes over, his footsteps heavy on the sand. He twirls and bows. "Alwin Grouper, at your service."
He returns the bow, tipping his hat with that smile of his “Uzui, and you are far from my service, you seem too good for it.”
"True, but it's a figure of speech." His limbs click and whirr as he moves. "I'm a visiting businessman and spiritualist. Not local yet, but if things go well I can try. Would you like a pen?" He holds out a ball-point pen with contact information and his name on it. A business card you can write with, basically.
The machine shakes it firmly. "Alwin Grouper, son of the legendary industrialist." He stands at almost eight feet tall, a desperate attempt to be proportional despite his industrial strength components. "You have nothing to be sorry for, Jax."
"Grouper, huh? Can't say I haven't heard the name, a pleasure. Whatcha doin all the way out here in our corner of the world?"
"This is where my parents met. I've never been here before, so I wanted to come here and maybe learn more about him. I think his walking factory might still be here, but it would have been run down for a while even with the maintenance constructs. You need real people to keep a machine running forever."
"Machines cant fix machines, huh? interesting.. Well, welcome to Lord's Point, pal."
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[Enter: A new RP Thread: Anytown, USA] (That's a link.. Please click it.) S♡J 2-13-25
The construct dashes over, his footsteps heavy on the sand. He twirls and bows. "Alwin Grouper, at your service."
He returns the bow, tipping his hat with that smile of his “Uzui, and you are far from my service, you seem too good for it.”
"True, but it's a figure of speech." His limbs click and whirr as he moves. "I'm a visiting businessman and spiritualist. Not local yet, but if things go well I can try. Would you like a pen?" He holds out a ball-point pen with contact information and his name on it. A business card you can write with, basically.
He shakes his head, analyzing their every movement with curiosity filling his eyes, moving his hat to rest on his neck, his long hair falling to the sides of his face, and in front of it, “I have no need for one, though I appreciate the offer entirely.”
"I just didn't wanna see it as a friendly guesture, accept it, and then it not be. Sorry about that." he holds out a hand, this time to shake. "Name's Jax, I keep the streets in this town clean of those with bounties."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO
[Enter: A new RP Thread: Anytown, USA] (That's a link.. Please click it.)
S♡J
2-13-25
The construct dashes over, his footsteps heavy on the sand. He twirls and bows. "Alwin Grouper, at your service."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*fair*
"A pleasure indeed." she lays out in the water, floating despite it being shallow where she is.
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO
[Enter: A new RP Thread: Anytown, USA] (That's a link.. Please click it.)
S♡J
2-13-25
The machine shakes it firmly. "Alwin Grouper, son of the legendary industrialist." He stands at almost eight feet tall, a desperate attempt to be proportional despite his industrial strength components. "You have nothing to be sorry for, Jax."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"Grouper, huh? Can't say I haven't heard the name, a pleasure. Whatcha doin all the way out here in our corner of the world?"
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO
[Enter: A new RP Thread: Anytown, USA] (That's a link.. Please click it.)
S♡J
2-13-25
He returns the bow, tipping his hat with that smile of his “Uzui, and you are far from my service, you seem too good for it.”
“Would you like me to continue to music? Or are you enjoying your silence connected to the waves?” He asks, smiling.
"I can go either way, Uzui." she smiles as well
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO
[Enter: A new RP Thread: Anytown, USA] (That's a link.. Please click it.)
S♡J
2-13-25
"This is where my parents met. I've never been here before, so I wanted to come here and maybe learn more about him. I think his walking factory might still be here, but it would have been run down for a while even with the maintenance constructs. You need real people to keep a machine running forever."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*I am so done with everything...*
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
(may i ask what happened)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Always had a fear of being typical
Looking at my body feeling miserable
Always hanging on to the visual
I wanna be invisible
*I'm tired I guess, mentally and physically and spiritually. It feels like I'm in this loop almost, everyday is the same: Wake up, go to work, do work, go home again and again. I feel like sometimes I'm hollow on the inside, no guts or matter making me up, just a hollow cavity.,
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
"True, but it's a figure of speech." His limbs click and whirr as he moves. "I'm a visiting businessman and spiritualist. Not local yet, but if things go well I can try. Would you like a pen?" He holds out a ball-point pen with contact information and his name on it. A business card you can write with, basically.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"Machines cant fix machines, huh? interesting.. Well, welcome to Lord's Point, pal."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO
[Enter: A new RP Thread: Anytown, USA] (That's a link.. Please click it.)
S♡J
2-13-25
*Burnout hits the hardest after a high point. I wish I could help, but I don't really have a solution.*
*I love you so much. Please take good care of yourself, babe.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*It's fine.*
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
“Then I will be leaving you, see you around.” He walks off, after bowing a second time:
He shakes his head, analyzing their every movement with curiosity filling his eyes, moving his hat to rest on his neck, his long hair falling to the sides of his face, and in front of it, “I have no need for one, though I appreciate the offer entirely.”
*good end, he's cute.*
*owt else?*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO
[Enter: A new RP Thread: Anytown, USA] (That's a link.. Please click it.)
S♡J
2-13-25
*Honestly I want to use more of him, but I don’t want to force that onto you. Of course I do, your pick.*