#bdkrp

She messed up. Big time, this time.

Unlike other times that she was able to slip away at the slightest hint of trouble, this was one of the rare times when trouble caught up to her, and now she was paying the price for her little mischievous adventures out in the multiverse.

"Hissssssss!!"

Hunters were often her enemies mid journeys, throughout the many dimensions she ventured deep into. It was like the idea of a new creature that was unlike any other had them all insane. They wanted her, desired her... Wanted to skin her alive. To them, Florence was anything but a living creature deserving of admiration and care.

Bastards. All of them. They'd feel her wrath! They'd rue the day they crossed paths with Lady Florence, Guardian of Derog, Daughter of the God of Forbidden Knowledge, Lord Neophytos, and—!

The collar placed around her neck sent shocks throughout her body when she attempted to change her form for the nth time in the last hour, and pain flooded her entire being. A state of the art technological device had been put on her to make sure she did not use her powers. It was meant to sent electricity into her very nerves to stun her momentarily. Unfortunately, it worked just a bit too well. Even her connection with Lord Father had been interrupted somehow, which was alarming to say the least.

The bad thing was, she had already fled the place where it was put on. One minute, Florence was about to be studied alive. The other, she slipped from under those surveillant eyes and into the wilderness of the world beyond four walls. Obviously, there was no going back there unless she felt like becoming a lab rat for experiments.

Thus there she was, slithering through trees and bushes and behind buildings and gardens rather quickly for something of her current size. Stuck in the shape of a much larger snake rather than her tiny form would prove to be hard to remain hidden for too long.

Finding a corner to rest, she coiled around herself and remained still as stone. Her body hurt from the shocks the collar gave her, and she was quickly finding herself becoming tired by the minute. Perhaps Lord Father would soon find her.

Well, that's ominious music coming from... Bedeku's phone? Wasn't it supposed to be on silent? even if not, this isn't any sort of ringtone one thebdevice, and turning down the volume did nothing to stop the song from playing.

The words hung in the air, in a manner that left the white haired male a little lost for his own. They weren't enough drinks in for that to be a turning factor for the mood, not at all. In fact he was certain the two they'd had, he'd made fairly weak to begin with. So this. . . This was all done with a clear mind, clear intentions. Volt couldn't use excuses for what found him in such a position. What lead him to giving in, letting the other get in so close. " You are very serious about this, aren't you? " Not teasing, not like usual. Instead he wanted to be sure. Reached out a hand to cup the other's cheek lightly, gently. Like testing the waters, almost.

(( for Shane ‹'3 ?

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

Shane wasn't expecting to find Bedeku standing at his front door just after the sun had gone down. Rarely did he ever get visitors asking for him, and if someone was looking for him, they usually tried the Saloon first. In fact, he was just about to head over there, when he'd opened the front door to find Bedeku standing on his porch.

Gaze drifting to the bag of snacks and the movie tucked under their arm, he had half the mind to slam the door in their face. What was the point of humoring a relationship he didn't want? There were plenty of things he could have said to make sure Bedeku took the high road. Things like, 'beat it.' 'fuck off', or even, 'we're not friends, so stop trying to make it happen', all sat at the edge of his tongue, ready to spill out.

Instead, he stared down at the bag of snacks, wondering if maybe there were a couple of beers hidden away amongst all the various snacks. He was running low, and while he didn't appreciate being treated like a charity case, sometimes it was best to swallow his pride if it meant scratching an itch.

He looked at the movie next, his fingers thrumming against the door frame he held while he tried to weigh the pros and cons of letting them inside. Was letting Bedeku in a good choice or not?

And pinning them down was what Venom was doing. Their hips pressing into the other as he looks down at them.

"You have been pining for us for so long, is this what you wish of us?"

But 𝙎𝙊𝙈𝙀𝘽𝙊𝘿𝙔 has to!

"What a treat we have in store for you today, folks! Everyone loves the classics, but what's entertainment without 𝙸𝙽𝙽𝙾𝚅𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽?? And what's more NEW and GROOvy than a GUEST STAR NO ONE'S EVER SEEN BEFORE?? That's right! Forget the Dreemurrs, forget the Holidays, forget 'em all! (They've sure forgotten about us!) For the first time ever on the ⒷⒾⒼ screen comes the Lightner who will ｎｅｖｅｒ ｌｅａｖｅ, a Marvelous, Magical, Mysterious SAITT to behold, Bedeku!"

Why don't you say hello to your brand-new adoring fans?

"My sincerest apologies. I should be looking where I was going," Josep says, speaking in an indiscernible accent despite speaking the local language fluently. He lowers himself to aid Bedeku up. He also reaches for the book to help them pick it up, quickly glancing at the cover out of sheer but brief curiosity.

… The flash of red… he didn't see it. Not immediately. But something did connect. Bedeku may detect something… old about this man. Older than he appears. No. Much, much older… but not necessarily ancient. As though this man came from a time before the world opened up, when the winds sang a different tune...

A teal eye glances towards the other for a moment. Ask anything he wanted and he'd get an honest answer, huh? Closing his eye the Joestar takes a breath, debating whether or not he should even ask anything. But Jotaro decides to entertain the conversation a bit, "What really brings you here?" The man questions, turning to face the other fully.