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fink doesn’t hangout with blueberry since she is a pesky hero! capturing on the other hand...

Send 💪 for my muse’s reaction to yours picking them up and throwing them over their shoulder.

@susietm

Saturn - How far would you go for those you care about? & Neptune -  Describe yourself in one sentence.

Raymond hummed thoughtfully, legs crossed elegantly and hand tucked under his chin. “I don’t think there’s a length I wouldn’t go, for those who I truly care for.” He mused, lounging back with a slight smile. “And moi~? Flawlessly handsome, frighteningly capable, and simply perfection~!”

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Darrell paused in his drawing, sitting up and pushing away his art supplies. Eye darting briefly around the room, he leaned closer in a conspiratorial manner. “Don’t tell the other’s, but I’d do pretty much anything for them in the long run.” Smiling, he held up his latest doodle - a family portrait of them all huddled together in a big group hug. “I know we’re not great at showing it, but we really do care about each other.” Setting the picture aside again, he tilted his head, eye squinty in thought. “Hmm, I guess I’d say I’m pretty creative? Oh! And a hard worker!”

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Shannon looked up from where she was lounging on her bed, preoccupied with her phone. “Hmm, I guess I’d help those losers outta whatever jam they’d got themselves into, yeah.” She replied, dodging the real depth of the question. “And for a description? Killer robot teenaged daydream, cha!”

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Ernesto didn’t look up from filing paperwork, though he did hum thoughtfully to show he had heard. “Well, I’m not much of a fighter, compared to the little ones.” He admitted quietly. “However,” Here he turned, his one large eye flashing dangerously as he focused on the speaker. “Cob have mercy on anyone who tries to cross my family.”

Abruptly changing gears, he returned to his usual inoffensive, pleasantly bland tone. “As for myself, let’s go with this - best business bot, and most competent employee in the building.”

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Jethro stared emptily ahead, his treads making little to no sound on the playroom carpet as he rolled slowly along. “I AM JETHRO.” He bellowed, small body bumping into the coffee table leg and - refusing to stop - simply kept moving along, buckling the leg and collapsing the entire thing. “I AM JETHRO.”

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Mikayla was curled beneath the dining table, quietly snoozing with the family dog. It took a long moment before she could be bothered to open her eyes, staring with all the soul-piercing indifference of your average housecat. A mangled mash of her name and lingering growls escaped her voicebox - beneath her, bright yellow subtitles instantly popped into being:

“Despite appearances, I consider myself a pack animal. The others are my pack. I would die for the pack, as I should. And I suppose that works as my self-description as well.”

-- Scorpius - If you had to pick someone to betray you, who would you pick?

Lord Boxman sank lower into his seat, a stormy glare briefly flicker across his face. After it passed, he began drumming his chicken-talons against the hardwood.

@chcrribxmb

Great.

Sinday deserves a smooch! Send 👄 to kiss my muse

@drxgqueen

no. no we aren’t flirting—

god why do i bother.

If I’m one of your favorite blogs send me “hey loser” or “hey smiley trashbag”

Aw!!! I haven’t had a chance to play yet, but once I do, I’ll be so excited to write with some of ya’ll DR blogs. You’re certainly not a “nobody” to me!