Oct 1, 2019
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He knocked at her bedroom door, curious as to if she was in. Bernadetta usually was around this time... “ Uhhh, hey, Bernadetta? Professor asked me to come check on you... Are you doing okay? Would you like to join us for dinner today? “
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❝ Oi FUCKERS! What’s pink and red and just got given a personality boost? ❞ Brick sticks a heeled leg out from his bedroom door before sauntering out in a skimpy leather pink dress, signature black stripe and all. Believe it or not, his hair isn’t a tangled mess today and his bow was quite genuine, don’t bother questioning it, thank you very much. Four words. Fanatic weirdos on Craigslist. Is that mascara and eyeliner? Do you want to get decked in the face?
❝ Just gotta hit up Brat and see if I can get a hookup on a pole — what are you dipshits supposed to be? ❞
“Let me grab the first-aid kit. Don’t move.” (Bubbles)
Speculating the Puff’s monster fights beat cable television by a mile. Watching them wrestle around with a monster should definitely be considered a sport at the very least. So, when Brick sat on the ledge of an abandoned building, it was only fitting he withdrew his phone for the Gram. If only he could find his phone, which sent Brick to dig through his pockets for the device momentarily. Super-hearing picked up a momentary stillness, and Brick had a few seconds to react to the silence before a monster limb struck him down like a pin.
The blow blackened out his vision, and before he knew it, he was surrounded by debris and dust clouding his vision. The Ruff rubbed his temples, his hearing adjusting from the hit. He made out a familiar voice and could see a recognizable figure towering over him. Brick furrowed his brows instinctively, shooting a dirty glare up at the blue Puff.
❝ Don’t even bother, sweetheart. I didn’t ask for your sugarcoated pity. Do me a better favor and mind your goddamned business. ❞
“What the hell happened to your face?” (Boomer)
A broken nose, busted lip and a blackened eye was nothing short of the aftermath of another lone Saturday night job. It’s just a small fry job, this one’s mine Brick said with all the grandeur of an older brother. Except, some little-dick overcompensating tough guy always showed up with a big bad top technology-tier weapon that momentarily rendered Brick about as useful as a human merc. The shady dealers that usually slipped these jobs over to the boys typically threw in a hint of what they would be up against. Details on the target, the type of weapons they handled and the damage they were capable of. Damage capable of stripping the boys of their powers momentarily in fair fight. Brick always struck the deals and took charge of handling the jobs.
Brick simply slumped back onto the couch. Lazily flipping through the channels, he threw a furtive side glance at Boomer before focusing all his attention on the ever-so interesting allure of Sunday morning infomercial TV. ❝Crashing a Halloween party later. Going as a Michael Meyers victim. You gonna keep asking questions or are you gonna come with? ❞ He figured his broken limbs could work pretty dandy in that scenario. Ah, if only the Chemical X in his system would speed up the healing process, but he figured the X had more significant internal wounds to tend to first. It wasn’t anything Brick couldn’t walk off. It would be inconvenient if his brothers were in his stead right now, or worse.
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He’s been careful all this time in avoiding the other. Whenever Gabe’s scent became all too noticeable, Toby had gone on the move again. For awhile the duo were content with being separated, the elder brother had found peace and quiet and was even able to sit in one place without fear of needing to flee again. It appeared that he had become far too comfortable in this time period of being able to sit in one stable place. There he was, staring down his baby brother on one end of the hallway. The apartment complex wasn’t by any means extravagant, on the contrary it was slummy and infested with roaches but, it worked for Toby as a hideout for a good while... “ It’s been awhile... So... are you here to join me for dinner? “
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Bradley picks at the peas on his plate, brows furrowed as he returned Blaze’s chatter with a curt reply. ❝ It’s been going. ❞ It isn’t that he isn’t hungry━ said predicament being why he ended up prying himself away from his computer screen for once. He had immersed himself in his newest gadget (surprise: another combat robot to add to the collection) that being hungry had inconvenienced him greatly.
❝You would think with the abilities we possess we would have the luxury to skip a meal or three, but being metahuman doesn’t guarantee every perk I suppose.❞ He rests his cheek on his palm, tired eyes blinking from exhaustion. ❝Being susceptible to illness, hunger and exhaustion ━ to think such frivolous things could be flaws....❞ His voice grows weary by the second, his eyes threatening to succumb to the fatigue. It was safe to say he was rambling at this point and most likely to fall face forward onto his plate.
“No running in my LOBBY” (Zim to Nitori)
❝Running? Who’s running? I’m not running-! ❞ He says, making a break for the only semblance of an escape chute within the lab’s radius. Except, Ai wasn’t completely convinced it was guaranteed freedom and was crossing his fingers that he wouldn’t end up in a meat grinder at the very least.