[WHELP now she has a new song on repeat! (Why. Why why why. XD)]
How can it NOT be?! Look at the size! And the spikes! It's so GREAT what name did you pick?!
[Yeah she is just always going to treat robots like puppies. This is life now.]
How can it NOT be?! Look at the size! And the spikes! It's so GREAT what name did you pick?!
[Yeah she is just always going to treat robots like puppies. This is life now.]
I would also like to take this opportunity to say your Entrapta is perfection.
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heromedal
- 2018-12-03 14:29 (UTC) - ExpandShe's a lot of fun to play against I can tell you that. I can hear her voice whenever I read a tag.
heromedal
- 2018-12-03 16:52 (UTC) - ExpandHe is indeed! Basic idea- RPG hero who thinks like the an RPG villain.
heromedal
- 2018-12-03 18:19 (UTC) - ExpandLet it blow,let it blow, can’t stop it anymore, let it blow,let it blow, it’s breaking down the
heromedal
- 2018-12-09 20:31 (UTC) - ExpandIf it's a crewmate you should decrease the subtlety a little from the base level. After all, you do have good cause to be in their presence often if you can't leave the ship.
[ He'll apply scientific overthinking to all the nonsense, thanks. ]
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[ His distinctly small sex drive does him some favours there. He's likely one of the few humans she knows whose eyes don't wander around her. Of course, he knows that objectively she's attractive but... it's not really any of his business. This sort of intimacy, being cared for at all, is more than he feels he deserves as it is.
He does take a deeper breath when her chest presses against him, more out of surprise than anything, a breath he holds whilst she chastises him from a place of concern. That's new too. ]
I... [ He wants to say he doesn't enjoy the fighting, but he does. And when that high kicks in, he starts to see so many new possibilities- he becomes that wild, energetic boy with infinite potential that he used to be and obtains his other greatest pleasure. Growing stronger, in one big burst like a firework instead of the painful grind he puts himself through otherwise. ] ... I Don't enjoy getting hurt. It was just the only way to win I could think of- the one that cost me the least.
[ His head dips slightly instinctively as the shame of that mania sweeps across him again, but realising the position he's in currently he lifts it back up quickly. ]
But I won't lie. When my life is on the line... I never feel more alive.
[ His jaw tightens. It's a problem, not something to indulge in. ]
That is one reason why I plan so diligently. So I do not have to put my life on the line to win.
[Helena makes a face when he dips his head, about to chide him that it'll be his fault if she cuts him, but he quickly corrects that--and says something that bothers her more.]
Yet again I'm reminded of how lucky I am not to have human brain chemistry. "Design flaw" is the wrong term, of course, but it feels like an apt description for what you're describing.
[Her razor-strokes get a little less gentle as she moves on to his cheeks--not truly threatening, but quicker, harsher, betraying her irritation even more strongly than her voice.]
I wonder if you end up being a little less diligent than you're claiming. Not on purpose, of course, but if that desire to "feel alive" has more sway over you than you realize.
Yet again I'm reminded of how lucky I am not to have human brain chemistry. "Design flaw" is the wrong term, of course, but it feels like an apt description for what you're describing.
[Her razor-strokes get a little less gentle as she moves on to his cheeks--not truly threatening, but quicker, harsher, betraying her irritation even more strongly than her voice.]
I wonder if you end up being a little less diligent than you're claiming. Not on purpose, of course, but if that desire to "feel alive" has more sway over you than you realize.
[ It probably says a lot about Rex that he doesn't even think of pulling the 'yeah but being a prince comes with so many plus sides dude' arguments, even as an orphan who lives in a van. Problems are problems, yah feel? Don't judge. Just help. ]
Well, court duties sounds like a job. I've always thought training and studying were pretty fun.
Regardless. If you're going to blow off work, I'm sure we can find something far more rewarding to do. Monetarily and in terms of character enrichment.
[ There's a longer delay here than there has been for the rest- even his quietly romantic and more in-depth comments came much more naturally to him than this. ]
I don't see why not.
[ It encapsulates everything Lin said. Wanting to be around someone sounds like the definition of romance to him- but maybe other people wouldn't understand how much that means coming from him. Despite his calmness, he doesn't ever stop, doesn't ever surrender and will do anything to achieve his goals. Doesn't matter if that's saving the world or being by the side of someone he loves.
And killers are people too. ]
[ he's ready to check out of this conversation, and he nearly does. he tosses his phone away, flips through a few dramas on the tv, wanders to the kitchen to stare into the small fridge. he wants to reply with something acidic, like of course an idiot like you wouldn't or fuck off, because there's an uncomfortable pressure in his chest that he needs to relieve. but he doesn't think saying any of those things will make it go away.
he flops back down onto the couch, hair sprawling over the edge. ]
say we were locked in a cage together. there's no way to break out. there are guards pointing guns at you from across the room, and they tell you only one person in the cage can leave. and if you want to be that person, you have to kill the other one.
you would kill me.
he flops back down onto the couch, hair sprawling over the edge. ]
say we were locked in a cage together. there's no way to break out. there are guards pointing guns at you from across the room, and they tell you only one person in the cage can leave. and if you want to be that person, you have to kill the other one.
you would kill me.
and what are you gonna do while i extremely don't do that
Same difference!
Trust me, MOST people wouldn't let me leave if they thought I was going to duel with anything more than that
[ She did get a very questionable present for Valentine's Day, but never mind that. Water guns are preferable! ]
But it'll be fun like this
Trust me, MOST people wouldn't let me leave if they thought I was going to duel with anything more than that
[ She did get a very questionable present for Valentine's Day, but never mind that. Water guns are preferable! ]
But it'll be fun like this
[ And considering his height it would probably look like a full-length dress on her if she could get it around her curves. On the plus side, people look super cute in his shirts. ]
I'm still not clear why you wanted it.
[ Was she going to stand on someone else's shoulders and pretend to be a grown-up or something? ]
That's currently irrelevant.
Also if you know who catcalled you I can kick their ass if you'd like.
Also if you know who catcalled you I can kick their ass if you'd like.
Gurk!
[ So wrapped up in the spectacle, the usually always alert Rex is caught unawares. He starts, back shooting straight from his leaning forward, on the edge of his seat pose.
He stays like that for a second before settling back to a more relaxed posture. He doesn't attempt to dislodge her. Perhaps surprisingly a disinclination to touch isn't one of his many issues. If it makes her happy, why object? He raises his arm onto the backrest so she can be more comfortable if she's going to get close. With how deep his voice is, she'll probably just as much feel his answer as hear it. ]
I'm not sure it's the subject matter, but the spectacle of it. It's fascinating, the way they build anticipation and make a drama of something so simple.
[ The drama of the attack itself is over now, followed with the gruesome feeding of the croc. Such grimness has always interested him. ]
Though I do admire nature. Animals have a purity to them in their struggles. Clashing without malice. How enviable.
[ He can't help himself, getting all dramatic and sentimental. ]
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[She doesn't react much to his minor panic attack, other than shooting him a flat semi-amused look for two seconds. Dude, come on, what did he think was going to hurt him in here? But since he obliges, she tips, sticking her legs out in front of her and crossing them at the ankles.]
Guess so.
[Allie kind of wishes she could say something smart or poetic like that. All she can do is agree and rub the itch on her nose.]
You like fightin' much?
Guess so.
[Allie kind of wishes she could say something smart or poetic like that. All she can do is agree and rub the itch on her nose.]
You like fightin' much?
I've never been fond of that phrase. 'I've been worse.' Things can always be worse, so it will be applicable in most scenarios.
[ He leans on the door beside her, placing his first aid kit on the ground between his feet. Hands in his pockets, where they usually go if he doesn't need them. ]
But you're alive, so I'll consider it sufficient for now.
[ He does let it hang for a bit in case she has anything she wants to add. He's not very pushy about these things. He knows when he has what he politely calls 'a moment' he doesn't want people putting fingers into it. ]
[She snorts, almost laughing despite herself. She has pretty much fully accepted that she's a tremendous weirdbeard, but Rex is really something else. Mae watches him out the corner of her eye, fidgetting with her wrappings.]
You sound like a robot, dude. "Beep boop, it is sufficient. Now let us consume nutrients." [She's putting on her best robot voice for this.]
You sound like a robot, dude. "Beep boop, it is sufficient. Now let us consume nutrients." [She's putting on her best robot voice for this.]
You sound like Richter now! Honestly, you both need someone constantly watching over you.
Which? The hair or the good job?
[ Not that it matters. Neither was teasing. He'd just like to have her keep talking, about something normal. Moments like this are liable to sink in and cause panic if you get stuck in your own head.
He does a masterful job of dealing with her wound. He's clearly done this a lot, but it's much easier doing it to someone else than it is to himself. Cleaning it up first, disinfecting. Gentle movements from ragged hands. ]
Both, I guess.
[She mumbles as he tends to her. In fact she's so busy noting how careful he is with her she almost forgets about the man tied up and bleeding out. There's a wince from her when he uses the disinfectant. It stings, but she won't protest.]
Either way... I know someone who is going to want to pick this guy up. Once we have him tied properly we should just leave. That all right?
[She mumbles as he tends to her. In fact she's so busy noting how careful he is with her she almost forgets about the man tied up and bleeding out. There's a wince from her when he uses the disinfectant. It stings, but she won't protest.]
Either way... I know someone who is going to want to pick this guy up. Once we have him tied properly we should just leave. That all right?
Well... That's not a bad defense.
But imagine my shock when I thought someone murdered a guy and kept the bones IN MY FRIDGE as a prize.
But imagine my shock when I thought someone murdered a guy and kept the bones IN MY FRIDGE as a prize.
Yeesh. Those are pretty low standards. You should've kept someone alive and just lopped off their arm! You know, so you don't wind up fucking up yours just in case.
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