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Ya ain’t doing me no favors! I need that stuff back, man!

Who was tHE EVIL DOER!? 

Being jobless in a new home with people he had to feed was becoming ever more stressful for Finbar. Some of his employees even decided to leave him to live their lives and it struck him hard having known them for so long and having such a tight grip on them to finally let them off the leash scotch free. What a frustrating conundrum. It also didn't help he had the shit kicked out of him by a giant ditto monster. Life sure is weird and painful.

Wasting away his money by being at the hospital recovering was what made him go bankrupt and here he is, finally in his home he had been paying off for years. Glad it came in handy. Finbar never liked having a place set and stone where he could be reached, which is why he was always traveling, owned a train, and made his employees live through all of that bullshit of not having a home either. Who cares right? They didn't have a home to begin with, he gave them food and a place to stay-- and a job! They should be thankful...

-Loud angry ghosts noises, followed by non understandable mumbles- 

My contribution to the meloetta club

Don't trust Conchita

Don't trust anyone who shares blood ties to Phantom

Bailey belongs to scpokejinkarp / silentcartoon

Her ears went out to the side when he yelped in pain. “I told ya so. You’re really stubborn, you know that?” With a small chuckle, Violet took a gentle hold of his hand and put his arm around her shoulders. “Want me to bring you back to your place, tough guy?”

Alice couldn't get the hang of hands. They were quite honestly, an artist's worst nightmare. She scratched her head and walked around her apartment several times. The Swoobat decided to go outside for some fresh air and inspiration. She grabbed her sketchpad and supplies and quickly stuffed them into her bag while rushing out the door. She gave a relieved sigh and twirled around, swinging her arms. Alice finally made it to the park and settled down under a tree. The calm scenery almost made her yawn. The cicadas chirping and the shadows of the tall tree swishing back and forth soothed her. The Swoobat leaned her head on one side and hummed a tune of a lullaby that her mother used to sing to her. When she heard the snap of a branch, she bolted up and looked around her.

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Tony’s not acting like himself? This is strange to think about really. I’m used to that oh so bubbly attitude he has. *Says jokingly, trying to make her actually smile*

… Perhaps he will. It is Tony after all. 

Hm? Oh yes, as usual. My team and I finished training for the day, so there really was nothing to do but talk a walk really. *Stays quiet for a moment* Do you want me to go talk to him?

.... -chuckles a bit actually- Oh yeah. He's really Mr Sunshine, ain't he?

-sighs- You're right. It's still rare to see him like this. He's normally so... careless? No that's not the right word... carefree I guess. He doesn't care about anything around him, and he's normally serious but not... THIS kind! He's really off...