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| [Hello, Vatheon. Nice weather we're having today, right? It's totally understandable if you need to cool off, head to the island and sit beside a fan all day. ... But if you're following Axel's trend, then, please. What's the use of fans and water? Just stay outside, kick back... and treat yourself to an ice cream.
Really treat yourself to an ice cream.
The feed starts, showing Axel seated comfortably outside on a bench, one leg crossed over the other, arm slung over the backrest, and in his hand is a dripping, hard, creamy... Sea-Salt Ice Cream bar! (minus the face)
He's eying the screen through half lidded eyes here, and after a beat he slowly slides his tongue out to give the treat a little lick. Yes, he knows that this is public. No, he isn't going to stop. You need to see this.]Hey. [He sounds normal enough. ... Or maybe he's drawling. Purring?] Is it hot out here or is it just me? ((OOC: A bit backdated because I was busy entertaining company today. orz ... I have no regrets.)) | |
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| WORD TO THE NOT SO WISE:
JUST BECAUSE YOU NO LONGER HAVE ACCESS TO TRANS-TIME MEMOS DOES NOT MEAN YOU GET TO STOP DEALING WITH THE SHAMEFUL DISPLAYS OF YOUR OWN PAST SELF.
EXAMPLE: MY PRIOR POST.
AS SOME OF YOU COMMENTED TO AND LIKELY OTHERS BESIDES NOTICED, YESTERDAY I APPARENTLY GOT IT IN MY LOBE TO BE THE MOST HUMILIATING FARTSQUEAL I COULD MANAGE TO BE BY, OF ALL THINGS, THROWING A TANTRUM OVER A SINGLE BURNT PIECE OF TOAST.
AND TRUST ME, AS EMBARRASSING AS THAT MUST HAVE BEEN TO WITNESS, IT IS AT LEAST TEN TIMES WORSE FOR ME TO LOOK BACK ON AND SEE EX POST FACTO.
SO, IN A DISPLAY OF NOT BEING A TOTAL TURDSTAIN, I WANT TO APOLOGIZE ON BEHALF OF DOUCHEBAG PAST ME FOR ALL THE IDIOTIC AND FRANKLY ASSHOLISH STUFF I UNLOADED ON BOTH COMMENTERS AND READERS OF THE WHOLE POST.
I DIDN'T MEAN IT.
LIKE, SERIOUSLY, THERE'S A CURSE GOING ON AND AFTER SOME STUFF I HEARD ABOUT PEOPLE EARLIER IN THE WEEK AND TALKING TO OTHERS, I KNOW I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO WAS AFFECTED.
I GUESS YESTERDAY WAS JUST "BE THE BIGGEST JACKASS YOU CAN" DAY
OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT, I DON'T KNOW.
IS THERE EVEN A THEME TO THIS?
IT'S WEIRD FOR IT TO JUST LAST A DAY WITHOUT SOME KIND OF EXTERNAL CAUSE FOR IT.
WHATEVER, I'M BABBLING.
THE POINT IS THAT I WAS OUT FOR THE GOLD MEDAL IN BEING A NOOKBITER YESTERDAY, I REGRET IT, HERE'S YOUR APOLOGY. | |
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| IT IS MIDMORNING AND HERE I AM DEALING WITH SUCH AN APPALLING LACK OF COMPETENCE THAT IT IS A BROADSIDE FLAT OUT FUCKING MIRACLE THAT I EVER SUMMON THE PATIENCE TO DEAL WITH ANY ONE OF YOU DUNDERING SHITHEADS.
I JUST WANTED TO DO ONE THING
ONE LITTLE THING!
ONE TINY INSIGNIFICANT THING AMONG THE MANY I WILL DO IN THE COURSE OF NIGHT AND DAY CONSTITUTING "FRIDAY"
AND YET HERE, BECAUSE OF SOME DOUCHEBAG ALONG THE LINE OF HOW POINT A GOT TO POINT B, I CAN'T DO THAT.( tl;dr complaining in here ) - Tags:!curse: 32 - sins & virtues, chibiusa, dirk strider, eridan ampora, expatriate darkleer, gamzee makara, kanaya maryam, karkat vantas, roxy lalonde, tavros nitram, the summoner, yuno gasai
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| Ifritday, Ifrit-Decan 21, ND 2018
[Guy would never say he was one to let his emotions get the better of him. Patience and temperance were his friends, after all. Calm nerves, relaxed posture; better to keep your good foot forward and let trivial things stay locked away, even if it means appearing more cheerful than you might really feel.
Well. Today seems to be a bit different.
There is a heavy cloud over the blonde from the moment he wakes up; an aura of someone who's just on the verge of snapping in frustration. Either the man's just having a bad day, or something else is up entirely.
The residents of Yutopil might encounter Guy on his way in and out of the apartment, gaze at the ground, eyes cold. He is absent from the Welcome Center all day, only stepping in to scribble some shorthanded records down for Zelda before leaving in a tense huff. He kept up with his duties in recording the energy levels, but it seems he doesn't have the patience for anything else.
He stops at Golden Victory for a few moments as well, slipping in to murmer a few words to Zelos, saying he didn't feel well and would appreciate the afternoon off. After an uncomfortable scuffle, he'll find himself back in Yutopil 1-5... only to leave fairly soon afterwards. Neighbors, feel free to ignore the shouts and slamming of doors.
The rest of the afternoon and evening, he can be found over in the forest quadrant, training (or, rather, hacking attacks against one particular tree) with an almost unhealthy frenzy.
He certainly doesn't look in the mood for conversation, to say the least. But Guy is still Guy... maybe he'll at least attempt a "hello" for the observant in the crowd.] | |
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