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@nightcapneeded
to: all contacts from: your future employee
[txt] done with job applications [txt] just hire me
to: future employee from: present employer
[txt] you forgot to include the photo.
[txt] huh? Oh sure
Guess they don't want some kind of freakazoid to join. He fixes his hair a little.
[txt]
[txt] this is fine hm?
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to: all contacts from: your future employee
[txt] done with job applications [txt] just hire me
Wow, these subscription services were relentless.
to: lawsuit incoming from: don't text me
[txt] stop [txt] STOP . [txt] CANCEL [txt] STOP
Damn, what's this one's damage....
[txt] no thank you would have been enough.....
"I'm afraid a slightly incompetent teammate made them targets for the robots," Aurelius says drolly. "By the time we dealt with them, I'd lost the fragments to recover my shoe."
He's not going to think about what kind of surface he's standing on now. Technically speaking, mere human germs couldn't hurt himโand it was important to wash his hands.
The city was a terribly dirty place, and Klaus might hold these hands later, after all. As for the human sharing the space with himโhe might be too chatty, but at least he wasn't repugnant.
"I'd argue they caught everyone by surprise," the angel replies while working soap between his fingers into a lather.
"The Stars are very generous when it comes to doling out trials, and whoever's taken their place has carried on the tradition, it seems."
" Bwaha! That's hilarious! "
" Did they shoot at your feet or something? "
Sounds like a lucky break if his feet are fine though -either his shoes or toes are made of steel. Or the robots can't reach them. He wouldn't glance a man's feet to check it out though.
" Well, yeah but this is kind of new for me! " Yesol sighs, " just yesterday I was.... "
Pause as he recollects the amount of drinks he had. He then makes a dramatic shrug.
" I was having a great time and suddenly I'm here! But uh... "
He thought he heard something unpleasant there, so he slows down.
" They... do this often? "
his flask is almost empty, so the inquisitor steps away for a moment to fill it back up. he'd spotted a sink while looking around. the sound of flowing water is the only noise in the room for a moment, before the other man's quiet thanks comes.
when he rejoins him, iloren uses advantage of his lowered head to splash some water on the back of his neck. it's cold enoughโ he could probably rub it in for a better effect, but he doesn't really want to. not that the man's hands are in any position to do the work for him.
kneeling in front of him with the flask still in hand, iloren asks: ' you're like this often? '
he'd assumed it was because of the sudden injury that he's so shaky and unstable. some people can't deal with wounds as easily, especially when they're not used to them. he's seen it often enough in battle.
still, he's not judgemental, acknowledges the gratitude and makes a joke. as he does. ' don't mention it. you'll have to tell me what a hippie is so i'll know how much to regret helping you. '
Yesol's shoulders jump as the cold liquid runs down his neck. He can't say it feels bad though. He lifts his hand a little to dab it off just a little bit.
" Whoa --- "
The man's face appearing in front of him catches him off guard making his eyes wander off, evasive. Even more so when he points out his slip up.
" Oh that's... "
He needs to get himself together. At least it's a stranger so he shouldn't have to worry about him getting nosy about it.
" No", he lies, quickly plastering up a wide grin onto his face, " I mean. Everybody who's had more than couple of drinks got a hangover sometimes right? "
He laughs. At least the guy's got a sense of humor. He hates dealing with serious types.
" Haha. Sorry, sorry, I've been told I've got a bad mouth. A hippie is.... a peaceful person with an ...open mind though! They just have a funny reputation or something. So, not too bad eh?"
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"who said anything about me helping your ass--"
His voice was cut short when the first shot rings across the room, the silence was deafening, to find out that the robotic creatures could attack intruders was a game changer. Usually the hybrid was fighter who ask questions later. But with no ability whatsoever, this was going to be tricky.
The hybrids instinct of protection flared as Edward grabs hold of Yesol by the wrist and yanking the male back, trying his best to find some distant between them at the killer machine.
"Don't be an idiot, the first thing these things gonna do is shot first. They're machines without a master to controll them." If there was someone who was controlling them, but he doubt it.
There's only one machine, but who knows how many more would arrive if they both stayed in a single spot for too long.
"We need to get the hell out of here." Edward hissed out, slowly making his first move to the right, he could see the machine gazing at his very move, like a predator that's about to bounce.
It was too smart for its own good.
There's an opening along the long corridor, blind spot, maybe it only follows movement as he reached for his wooden dagger. With a swift throw, Edward throws his wooden dagger across the room, the machine detecting the sudden movement moved to intercept as Edward tugged against Yesol's wrist.
"RUN!"
" Ow! " Yesol yelps as he's pulled away. Like he'd know anything about killing robots! He'd say that aloud too but he's inclined to agree about them having to get out of there - or rather. It's about all he can muster to think about as he's advancing through the corridor.
It's all kind of surreal. Isn't this the sort of thing that happens on movies? Yesol even lifts his finger to his cheep and squeezes. Hurts like hell - just like his wrist, as he's jerked forward.
He's not so sure he can do this in this condition but when he hears the command Yesol knows he's got no choice.
" Fine!! "
He launches on ahead with all of his might.
"Is that so?" Well, maybe they did know each other though. Now isn't really the time to get a GOOOOOOOOOOOOD look at the guy. maybe when they don't have to worry about getting out of a place alive!
"Heh, yeah. Say hello to my buddy. It doesn't have a name, but it will respond to anything you call it." Ilseong grins at Yesol and ushers him to follow along.
He eyes on the hare again. It's not going to open it's mouth and start talking in deep baritone or anything is it? Because he might lose it.
" Uh. Hi", he greets it regardless, feeling a little weird for that, walking along Ilseong. He then glances back up at him.
" What do you mean 'yeah', this is a serious thing you know! "
SENT TO: Who? SENT FROM: The Amazing Mistress Frieren
[txt] Do a better job of selling yourself to me. Give me one reason why I should.
"Ugh. Didn't I say I don't want to write applications... "
" Whatever. I can still keep it short, can't I? "
to: future employer? from: future employee
[txt] I'm good at following orders [txt] and I'm affable and charming so [txt] I'm a good choice!
He's not even lying even if the second state might cause some disagreements, if said to certain people. Irrelevant people he didn't know well might think otherwise though!
to: all contacts from: your future employee
[txt] done with job applications [txt] just hire me
"Don't be ridiculous. If you fall, I'm not keeping hold of your shirt for very long. I need a good grip on someone if I'm teleporting them." Octavo doesn't wait for an answer and grabs Yesol by the wrist. Sure, his palms are a little clammy, but whose wouldn't be in this situation?
Yesol can lead while Octavo keeps an eye on their surroundings. Some of the walkways have railings, but others have nothing at all. Their movements cause the wires to sway and creak on their tethers. If they tried to run or even walk a little too quickly, they were sure to fall.
Ugh. Wrist is better than hand but makes him cringe regardless. He feels like an elementary schooler like this, all lined up for the daytrip... guess in this case it'd be a night though. The cold, white corridors seems lifeless and worn out in the phone's dim light despite the wires worming everywhere. He doesn't like the quiet yet loud sounds that slowly surround them, filling with unwelcome awareness. It twists his stomach into a knot, out of sheer stress.
" So uh, I guess we'll check any room available? "
With a tap. And/or food. He'd guess a space like dining hall would have bigger doors. If they're lucky they might find a sign....
Suddenly Yesol's step come into a halt. Those mechanical sounds...
" Um. "
There comes the first round of shots, barely passing them.
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Feet lands firm against the door, followed by string of cursing. Yesol's there in front of cheap, kind of crappy dive, trying to get in. Past this week he's been mostly drinking, wandering around then crashed into sleep, rinse and repeat. He's running out of money but figures he can bum some shots from people here and there while he searches for the job.
Only today it seems everything has gone crazy again.
" What's with the sky today... " he mumbles as he takes a seat on dingy foldout chair in front of the place. The voice reached him out too but he thought he'd ignore it for now. Instead he takes out his vape and takes a long drag.
At first he thinks he sees a bird, then when he looks again and to witness some kind of wasp buzzing around.
" ....? "
Oh right. Those portals... He'd been able to avoid monsters thus far, somehow. He kind of thought they'd all be lured elsewhere but looks like he was wrong. A little unsure what to do Yesol gets up from his seat, glaring the robot shuffling something inside his pockets for self-defense.
It's no good huh.
He makes a an U-turn towards the dive now and -- kicks the window in.
seems there isn't actually much choice in the matter. with how much his hands are shaking, there's no way he can take care of these wounds himself.
the inquisitor gets to work quickly, taking one hand and wrapping the cloth around a few times. ' this will hurt, ' is his only warning before he ties a tight knot pressing directly into the wound. the shaking doesn't stop, so he gently tilts the man's hand over the cloth. he's not going to do much of anything, but focusing on this should at least keep him from passing out.
' hold it there. and don't throw up on me. ' he looks like he's going to from the quick glance iloren shoots him before he repeats the same procedure for the other handโ a few rounds of cloth, a tight knot, tilting the man's fingers over the whole ordeal.
he starts digging in his pack for some water.
Yesol flinches at the pain but doesn't make any further complaints aside the one loud 'yeowch' that leaves him as his hands are wrapped. The pain is a great medication for the struggle of his consciousness at least.
" It's not this bad usually. "
It's true to an extent. He looks way better on an average day, even goes to work even if his attendance record isn't so great, he actually works pretty hard. Unnecessarily hard really.
" ....thanks", he manages to mumble - although his sentence ends with burp mixing into a gag.
"Mm? Probably not, unless you work at a hospital." Ilseong gives a confident smile,
"I got something."
There's seemingly a hare that appears out of nowhere. "C'mon. We should start moving before those robots spot us, mm?"
" Ohhh? My friend does actually - he's a doctor. Kind of a prick but he's not a bad guy or anything... "
He drifts off as he looks down at the hare.
" Whoa where did this.... wait this is your 'something'? " he then gasps, totally dumbfounded. He still follows after Ilseong though.
" It's cute and all but sorry HOW is that bunnyrabbit going to help us at all? "
"You sure know how to change subjects." Edward muttered under his breath, feeling another fuel rising from his gut. As much as he wanted to abandon the man into his doom, yet, Edward knows better than to be an idiot, in a place where everything was a mystery, he needed that alliance. Even if said ally was a menace.
"Do I look like someone who wants something from you??" He scoffed, only because he doesnt know what the hell is a vapepen and he doesn't want to know for his own sanity.
As Edward treks his track, he came to a sudden stop when he hears a distant moment that sounded suspiciously like a machine. "Ah-- fuck." He cursed, his amber eyes gaze to the corridor and the empty cells.
"Oi, idiot. How good are you in combat?? Better yet, how good are you in running?" From the looks of the man, he looked like a coward and Edward having none of his powers was a easy target.
When the first loud 'clang' echoed across the room, there stood a robotic guard looking to scan at the two unexpected experiments. Edward doesn't move, held his ground as he watched the machine with cautious.
"If I throw you at that thing and dash for it, how long do you think you can last?" He teased, although one can't tell if its a joke or not.
" I'm glad you're a smart guy! You definitely won't regret this... "
Phew! Yesol like's his odds at survival staying at high percentages so asshole or not if he makes it through it's worth it. Nothing else really matters he's glad the guy's semi-co-operative at least.
" Combat? " he repeats the word in slight confusion.
'Fighting' makes sense but 'combat'? Yesol can't say he's got anything besides regular old self-defense. Get a punch at the pit of their stomach and then break their nose.
Needless to say that doesn't work with robots.
" Uh... I did do baseball in highschool... "
He was a catcher though. And he hadn't done any running for ages now. When Yesol meets the sight of the robotic guard he stares at it dumbfounded.
" Eh, isn't that fine? Just because it's got a gun doesn't mean it's going to-- "
And there comes the first shot, scraping his cheek.
" Huh? "
The phone light is a feeble bulwark against the dark, but it's better than nothing. Unfortunate that Octavo hadn't had his own phone on him when he'd been snatched from his bed.
With the light, they can see that this room's flooring consists of many narrow, grated walkways, suspended precariously above a pit. They seem to lead upwards, but it's impossible to tell how high they go. Octavo's stomach flips just peering over the edge.
"Are you positive you want to do this?" he asks Yesol through gritted teeth. "I can teleport if I fall. If you hold on to me, I should be able to bring us back up here."
Yesol can't say he's very confident. Not with those robots around but he's pretty sure staying at one place isn't a good idea either, not for too long anyway.
Teleport? He knows what that means but being told something like that so casually just makes it too surreal for him to even talk about it.
" Yeah sure. Let's do that", he replies, quietly moving the phone about in the darkness.
" I'm not holding your hand though. Sleeve's fine yeah? "
He bets that hand is sweaty and gross - his isn't that much better but that doesn't mean he wants to latch it into someone else's either. Plus it's weird.
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Nonverbal RP Starters
Iโm finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought Iโd make a few!
Neutral
โ๏ธ Tap my muse on the shoulder
๐ Point to something for my muse to see
๐ค Bump into my muse
๐ Sit down next to my muse
๐คจ Sit down across from my muse
๐ Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse
โ๏ธ Pass my muse a note
๐ Roll their eyes at my muse
๐ช Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my museโs attention without speaking
Aggressive
๐บ Growl at my muse
๐ฌ Snarl/show teeth at my muse
๐ Death Glare at my muse
๐ Push/Shove my muse
๐ Punch my muse
๐ Kick my muse in the shin
๐ Stomp on my museโs foot
๐ต Knee my muse in the gut
๐ Knee my muse in the groin
๐ช Point a weapon at my muse
๐ Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture
๐ Roughly pull my muse down by the collar
๐ข Bang on a door/wall/table to get my museโs attention- angrily
Angst
๐ฉโโ๏ธ Put pressure on my museโs wound
๐ก Push my muse down to give them medical attention
๐ฅฃ Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick
๐คข Hold my museโs hair back/Rub my museโs back while they are sick/throwing up
๐ Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying
๐ Wake my muse up during a nightmare
๐ฑ Hold my muse after a nightmare
๐ญ Hold my muse when they are crying
๐ขTouch my museโs shoulder while they are crying in secret
๐ง Wipe away my museโs tears
๐ฅ Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment
โ Find my muse after some kind of trauma
Soft
๐ Tug on my museโs sleeve/shirt/skirt
๐ Lean against my museโs side
๐ค Hold my museโs hand
๐ค Pull my muse into a hug
๐ Rest their head on my museโs shoulder/knee
๐ถ Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]
โ Touch the back of my museโs hand
๐ค Reach for my museโs hand to hold it
๐ Fix/Straighten my museโs clothes
๐ด Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them
๐ Crawl under the covers with my muse
๐ฅช Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse
๐ Kiss my muse on the cheek
Playful
๐ธ Put a flower in my museโs hair
โจ Playfully shove my museโs shoulder
๐ Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance
๐ค Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where theyโre standing
๐ Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse
๐ Stick their tongue out at my muse
๐ฑ Make a silly face at my muse
๐คญ Tickle my muse
๐ Poke my museโs nose
๐ช Pick my muse up
Sensual/Sexual
๐ Pull my muse in for a rough kiss
๐ Pull my muse in for a tender kiss
๐ Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss
๐ Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss
โค๏ธ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss
๐ฅ Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way
๐ Pull my muse in by the hips
๐ฒ Smack my museโs butt
๐ Kiss my museโs neck
๐ Push my muse down and give them a massage
๐ Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse
๐ Push my muse down on the bed
๐ Pull my muse onto the bed
โWhen I see you, I ...โ finish in my askbox .
