May 10, 2018
traitorsremorse replied to your post: āWhat kind of animal is the Pink Panther?ā
āItās a fucking /panther/.ā
āI guess itās one of those mysteries that weāll never know the answer to.ā
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traitorsremorse replied to your post: āWhat kind of animal is the Pink Panther?ā
āItās a fucking /panther/.ā
āI guess itās one of those mysteries that weāll never know the answer to.ā
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unfortunately his muse is just gone, so i'll be dropping pannacotta fugo from jojo's bizarre adventure, housed in condo 406
Dropped for you!
--Mod Lyra
unfortunately my mental health has taken a toll lately so i'll be putting pannacotta fugo of jojo's bizarre adventure on hiatus to lighten my load. date is 9/16
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ā Iām not afraid. ā
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The tiniest quirk of the corner of his lip accompanied the look he sent Fugoās way, as well as a nod. Heād expected as much; Each of them had been through a lot, both separately as well as part of Passione. Whatever this island had to throw at them, wellā¦ Theyād seen worse.
ā Stillā¦ Donāt let your guard down. Iāve got a feeling this wonāt be over anytime soon.ā
Ā Ā Ā It would beĀ easy enough to approach him, to walk up to him, call his name. And yet he hesitated. Why?
He didnāt need to ask himself that. He was wasting time. They were on good terms, werenāt they? There was no need to hesitate. In order not to startle him, Giorno took some steps his direction and called out with plenty of distance between them.
āIād say itās bad luck that we were taken somewhere else, wouldnāt you?
āBut at least we found each other again. That offsets the bad.ā No smile was forced now. Looking at Fugo made him realize that he was relieved. His hesitancy was partly born from worry over the otherās well-being.Ā āHow are you faring, Fugo?ā
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Ā Ā Ā This place was creepy. It was dark and desolate, perfect for something or someone to jump out and attack him. It was times like these that he sorely missed his weapon, the cheap replica on his back an insult. He felt like he was a part of the horror stories heād heard when he was younger, the defenseless protagonist walking to their imminent demise.
And just like those stories always told, suddenly there was a noise behind him
He screeched, turned, and flung out his arm. The same arm that held a worn copy of War and Peace.
It collided with whoever was behind himās face before he could stop himself.
A couple of adrenaline-charged breaths and steps back later, he realized what heād done. Instantly, he paled and stuttered.
āI-Iām sorry! I thought you were-- um--!ā He took a deeper breath in an attempt to calm down. āAre you okay? That book was hugeā¦ Ugh, I really am sorry...ā He tried to inspect the other and see if they were hurt.
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Sector 5 was called the shopping district for a reason; a quick walk through its tangled streets revealed that it was more difficult to find a block that didnāt have some kind of bazaar or flea market or street fair or farmerās market than one that did. Hardly a bad thing. Entertaining, really. Lion meandered through the tents and stalls until they found a certain kind of jackpot: a tent selling extremely lovely vintage books for a preposterously low amount.
They were so caught up in browsing that everything else faded into the distance, until, reaching for a spectacular illustrated Moby Dick, Lionās hand touched someone elseās, as that person reached for the same.
The heir looked up.
āOh, my apologies... Iāll wait, if you want to look at it first. Or Iād be happy to look over your shoulder.ā What was he wearing...? Seemed avant-garde.Ā āIām just blown away by the selection here... Iām sure you understand.ā
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TO:Ā Pannacotta Fugo FROM:Ā Giorno Giovanna
[1/1] How would you feel about being in a coupleās contest with me?