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I have a new favorite quote regarding Elden Ring, and it's about the difference between sorceries and incantations:
Incantations are when you feel like picking apart enemy defenses with class and grandeur, and sorceries are for when something just really needs to fucking die. ~Rusty.
YOU PEOPLE DONT KNOW WHO LIMB IS BUT THATS FOR THE BEST LIMB IS IN LIKE MY TOP THIRTY PEOPLE I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE A BLOG
You might be thinking thirty isn't a low number but. Theres a Lot. A LOT. of people I DO NOT want to see on here.
“You’re not half bad” Elias said, standing next to the grand piano in the middle of Lux, lighting the cigarette between his lips. Though, he knew he wouldn’t be. In fact, he knew the kid would be good, which is why he took the chance in letting him play at the club at all. He did expect the best out of anyone who worked for or performed for him, and Rusty was one of the best, in his opinion. It was his first night here though, and the audience seemed receptive, and Elias, admittedly, liked it too. The place was basically empty except for a few stragglers and employees, and, well, them. He kind of liked it like this, even if the floor was a little sticky and the lights too bright, it was remnants of a night filled with indulgence, and, well, he did take pride in this place.
“Come on” he nodded over to the elevator, taking a drag from his cigarette before ashing it in the tray on top of the piano. “I’ll make you tea, or hot chocolate, was it?” he raised an eyebrow, and then he smiled “I always feel the need to warn everyone that it’s nothing untoward. I just figure our meeting in my office wasn’t informative enough.” and it was true, they had worked out Rusty playing at Lux, but it didn’t go much farther than that. Elias liked to know who the people that worked for him were, even if it was something brief and part time. Besides, the kid sounded like he had a past behind him and maybe he was a little intrigued. @rustysilver
@rusty-is-my-name
Humming quietly to himself, the brake van was occupied with tying ropes with which he secured a certain steam engine onto the chair standing in his living room. The curtains were shut so no intruder would be able to interrupt him and his.... guest. A bunch of candles were lit so there was enough light to see everything clearly. Once CB was done securing the ropes properly, he chirped happily "Wonderful~" and then got back up to his wheels to watch Rusty from the front with a content smile on his face. Oh Starlight! This was too good to be true.
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@rusty-is-my-name
A diesel engine probably wasn't exactly the most pleasant sight for a small steam engine as Rusty was one. A very drunk diesel engine could either be worse or simply the most disturbing thing ever. Well and Greaseball indeed was drunk. Absolutely wasted in fact. Still at a point at which he was able to (almost) skate straight and to form proper sentences but by now he had definetly crossed a certain border. A border which usually kept him from being affectionate. Emotional. Keeping him from being a normal being actually. Humming gently to himself, the diesel passed a few sheds and as if he had never been here before, he eyed his surroundings curiously. It was then that he stopped in front of a specific shed. A shed belonging to none other than Rusty. Without thinking twice, the diesel knocked at his door and simply stood there, waiting for someone to open up. What his plan was? He didn't know. Not at all.
@carrietheluggagevan & @rusty-is-my-name
"I've seen you looking at him and I must admit.. I want that too~" the bar car purred, a slight smirk crossing her face as she gently grabbed the luggage van's wrists, pressing them up against the wall of a shed where the two coaches had met each other. "Are you just trying to tease me or is there genuine interest in that German bloke you're racing with?" Belle mumbled quietly, face getting closer to Carrie's.