#malarmuck

WINNIX: Spoiled princess Lew who could do no wrong in his manservant Dick's eyes. Could literally get away with murder. Expects to be catered to. Likes to antagonize Floyd Talbert by playing some risky games with his eager Winters when the poor lovesick sod is hanging around his superior. Thinks Buck Compton is like the filthy speck of dirt on the bottom of his loafers. Natural bad bitch with his enabling hunk of a CO. If Dickie behaves, Diva Lew will let his rich daddy reward his big boy lapdog.

BABEROE: Smartest and most capable person on the planet Doc Roe, at least to Heffron. Babe who doesn't mind doing the dirty work and flashing that notorious, backstreets Philly attitude if someone's trying to get under Eugene's skin. Calm Eugene unless someone does something so idiotic and foolish that will cause another grunt to get hurt or die. Think angry, defensive chihuahua dog and his chill handler. Babe who hangs onto his doc's every word and hears it as truth. Eugene who prays for both him and Béb every morning, holding onto both of their rosaries.

SPEIRTON: Would-follow-him-to-hell-and-back Lip. Natural-born-killer Speirs. Ron likes his lieutenant to be taken care of and not have that furrow in his brow; his Carwood doesn't need to know the details if someone dares to go against him. Captain Speirs will take care of it. What was the point of an already bloody man's hands if he wasn't going to use them? Lip adores Ronald Speirs. He's the most amazing man he's ever met, and he feels so fortunate to gain his affections. Too bad he never realizes that he was Speirs' since the first time the latter saw him.

LUZTOYE: Yeah, George's hyper; he likes chocolate, cigarettes, baseball, flash cars, you name it, Joe doesn't mind listening to it. Luz is everything nice and bright in this world, so why would Toye mind the symposiums? He looks forward to it, a drink in one hand and a smoking tab in his mouth. What the outsiders don't need to know is how Joe's the only one to be able to hush Georgie Boy up all too willingly. What they don't know is that behind the goofy smiles, George can shut down when things are too overwhelming, and it's Joe who sets things straight. It's Joe who makes it his responsibility to have George grinning for the rest of his life, and nobody can say that was ever a challenge to him.

MALARMUCK: Skip is beautiful. Skip is kind. Skip is a saint, and Don venerates him with every cheeky smile. Skip thinks Malark is his number one in everything; they can't stand to be a second apart, and it's a known signal for Skip to want Donnie to be there when he has a cigarette perched in his fingers or ears in offering. Don's down bad; he frankly can't give a shit about gossip mills, but for his dear Skip, he'll interview every damn grunt to get the latest tea and report back.

RANDLEMARTIN: Johnny never knew he liked 'em big, but he can't see himself going back after meeting Bull. His Denver's a big boy, but with a gentle and calm attitude. Bull thinks Johnny's the smartest, kindest, most athletic grunt in the company. It's almost sickening seeing these two together. It's past dangerous for anyone to cross any of these two, because either of them don't mind throwing hands and ripping an idiot a new asshole. They bunk together, no arguments allowed. Any spoils of war one attains is shared with the other automatically.

WEBGOTT: The fucking idiot got on his damn nerves, and if he didn't quit that oblivious, slow shit, Lieb was gonna go off of his rocker. Web, on the other hand, thinks Lieb freaks out too much; why can't they talk about reading books and writing, instead? The two are absolute clowns in everyone else's eyes. Constantly arguing, then constantly doing very adult activities together, and then tearing each other's throats out again. They're banned from being together, but that ban never holds up for long, because now they want to start scrapping with whoever implemented the ban. The worst couple in the fandom.