Apr 19, 2015
☺ (in b4 that whole moon twitter)
~ 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝑫(𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓), 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓 ~
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☺ (in b4 that whole moon twitter)
~ 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝑫(𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓), 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓 ~
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ALL OF THE TEXTS. GO.
Send ✉ for an 2 AM text
[Apollon ☀️] Do you need anything before I go to bed? Well, I might not be going to bed anytime soon, but...
Send ✘ for an unsent text
[Apollon ☀️] I think I might have a crush on Takeru...
Send ☠ for a threatening message
[Apollon ☀️] If you don't say how amazing you are, I will! And I will put all of your oranges in time-out!
Send ❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message
[Apollon ☀️] I'm so glad we're friends, Apollon. You mean so much to me!
Send ♣ for a drunk message
[Apollon ☀️] アルコール〜 楽しい~
Ayyy just wanna let you guys know that I'm dropping Dark Pit from Kid Icarus: Uprising because a) I can't seem to get into his character lately, and b) I sort of... lost his account info. orz He was in B-2 of Discordant Den.
No problem, he's been dropped for you.
— Mod ❄
Happy Holidays, Ms. Fairy! Santapollon has left you a box with pretty purple wrapping, expertly tied off with a darker purple bow. The present within is a blue teddybear making an uncommonly sour face, complete with angry little eyebrows and a fierce yet adorable frown. A handwritten letter tucked within the box's depths should shed some light on the present's origins: "Merry Christmas!! I got you a friend for when Take-Take is busy and you need a hug. Squeeze that frown away!! - Apollon"
SPEECHLESS.
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Still, she thinks that the toy bears an uncanny resemblance to The Boy, and she's more than content to keep it on her bed, with Apollon's card tucked into her nightstand drawer.
And she did give it a little hug. Woops.
♒!
"...hey, Sunspot. Is that... blood on your shirt?"
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Largely depends on the mood. In general, he’s started to relax more around Apollon, but at the same time, he also… wants to downplay a lot of his less savory experiences, since the pup seems to rely on him as much as he does.
So he tends to try and keep things more lighthearted and playful if he can, not that he doesn’t normally, but there’s a more pointed reason for it in this case. He’s seen Apollon down enough to not want to be a cause for it.
Still, he knows when to cut the shit most of the time, but that doesn’t always mean not glossing over some bits. Ninja’s still got a bad habit of being dodgy about himself, sorry kiddo.
Merry Christmas, stranger! Santapollon may not know you personally, but it didn't stop him from anonymously leaving a large container of brownies on your doorstep, in addition to a large rawhide for your canine companion. 'Tis the season for giving, after all!
Hawke had nearly stepped on and tripped over these gifts, but gladly, both remained unharmed.
The man couldn’t resist stuffing a brownie in his mouth before even getting the box inside the flat. Meanwhile, Shepard took the time to trot about in the street for a minute or two; just the prospect of getting to enjoy such a wonderful treat put a new spring in her step!
With the rawhide clamped firmly in her mouth, she made her way back to the door to follow her master inside, only to have the ends of such a large goodie bounce off the sides of the door frame and block her entrance. She stared for a moment, then sat.
A persistent whine ensued until Hawke reached back outside to turn the rawhide at a ninety degree angle so that his poor dog could come back inside. “There’s a good girl.”