#deliveryboi

ya boi wanted to try dressing up like giovanni (probably with help from madam prez) but the hair just wasn’t working out

“Don’t gimme that, I know you’re up to something you fuckin’ bird assed crook.” He didn’t even have any proof to his accusations. Call it instinct or a feeling within his gut.

     There is ominous, almost unnerving silence for a long, long time. Xurk seems to be eyeing up Hyde from behind the cluster of spikes, like a king determining if a tribute is worthy of his attention.

     Then he claps his plasma casters together and shrieks in delight.

     Then his tail comes around, grabs Hyde by the waist, and hoists him up to his plume to get a better eyeful. Hm. Kinda ugly, but Xurk can fix that.

     “Babeeeeeeeeeee, you really pulled through! You’re welcome in my jungle anytime, you and Plumes! Tch, tch, tch! Here, wait, don’t move!” Not that Hyde could move, given the way Xurk immediately hung him off a tree like a coat and stamped into the jungle.

     Man, he was gone a while.

questions be damned meme.

DNA / what was your muse’s home life like?

i haven’t put much of anything up on this blog about proton’s backstory for a variety of reasons, partly because it’s still broad sketches, partly because i may want to move things around in the future and i don’t want to do a huge retcon. having one up may resolve some questions people have, but i’m not entirely sure i want to do that. yet. 

in any case, one thing i absolutely do want to stress on this blog, is that proton’s current circumstances have grown from a specific series of events. almost all of them are choices. there’s no one ultimate, character defining moment; instead, they’re more like a sequence of slight course corrections. he’s ended up where he is because, in some way, if not consciously, he decided to be here. 

“HYYYYYYDE! HYDE, GET THIS THING AWAY FROM ME!”

@deliveryboi 

“I’M NOT A GIRL YOU ASSHOLE!”

Carol clenched his fists at the aether worker and sneered at him. He had already barley escaped a run in with some Skull grunts that weren’t too much of numskulls. They managed to faint just about his entire team and he ran as fast as he could from them.

Now, Carol began healing his pokemon with his mobile healing station and this blond dick came along and asked if ‘she’ was okay.

Honestly? The kid looked a hot mess; he had been roughed up and sent crying (but only a little) from the grunts.

//don’t forget the angry part////