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@zukatech
" so, i dont blame you if you want to bury me in your memory. im not the girl guy i ought to be. "
...
i think its obvious who i am.
if its not, then i dont know what to do about that.
i guess i should get onto rules.
limited flirting. why? none of your business. [ mod has a partner and is uncomfortable with heavy amounts of flirting. a little is ok. //]
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-> He's scratching words down onto paper, his noise cancelling headphones on and blocking out the world around him. Seems like today was overstimulating for him. - @melodious--melancholy
☆— Zuka was doing whatever seemed fun, if not just sitting around in boredom at times. —☆
☆— He noticed Dignity seemed... not exactly fine, to say the least, but didn't bother speaking. It wouldn't really do anything considering Dignity most likely wouldn't hear him. —☆
☆— Plus, getting his attention through other means could potentially scare him. —☆
-> He had taken notice of the other, his eyes briefly leaving the paper and lingering on the other's form. He huffed, bull tail swishing slightly as he looked down at the paper once more. -> He gripped his pencil, staring at the words jotted down with a displeased face. He should be better at this, why can't he focus? "I know you're there, Zuka."
☆— He turned to fully look over to Dignity. —☆
— ` Yeah, no shit. ` —
☆— He knew he shouldn't be mumbling, more specifically when Dignity can most likely barely hear him anyways, but he did. —☆
"Don't creep around me like you're gonna jump me." -> He takes off his headphones, setting them around his neck and shaking his head a little. He adjusted his void crown, leaning back in his seat. "Did you need something?"
— ` No. If I needed something I would just say it. ` —
☆— He simply continued looking at Dignity. He still wasn't quite sure what to do. —☆
— ` so... uh.... What're you doing? ` —
"Like making music." -> He states, grabbing the paper he was writing on and balling it up with a huff, his nose ring moving ever so slightly as he did so. Dumb bull hybrid. "Haven't been able to come up with anything good. It's annoying me but it's whatever."
— ` Cool, I guess. ` —
☆— He thought of things to say. He wasn't good with motivational speeches or whatever. —☆
— ` Maybe just don't then. Not saying "give up", just take a break? ` —
"Yeah." -> Maybe he did need a break. Usually the bull hybrid was stubborn as, y'know, a bull! But maybe he did need a break. The creative juices clearly won't flowing. "Besides. Wouldn't be shocked if you kept creeping around me until I paid attention to you."
— ` I'm not creeping around you. I'm in the same space as you. That's literally all it is. ` —
☆— He was being oddly defensive over that. Plus, he could just go anywhere else. For whatever reason, he chose to go to wherever Dignity was. —☆
-> He snorts, his nose ring wiggling slightly as he did so. "Whatever you say, little man." -> He adjusts his headphones around his neck, looking away from the other before standing up, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Well if you're gonna be hangin' around I guess we can go grab some food. Don't remember the last time I ate something. Got too focused on making music."
— ` ...Dude. ` —
☆— It was quite clear he was getting sick of defending himself. —☆
— ` Alright. ` —
☆— He stood up as well, waiting for Dignity to go wherever he had in mind first. —☆
-> He reached over and ruffled the other's hair, deciding to be a bit of a dick and mess up the other's crown.
"Kinda want something greasy, that good with you?"
-> He tilted his head slightly and stared down at the other briefly before turning his gaze away, heading off to wherever.
— ` For fucks sake, can you stop being an asshole all the time?. ` —
☆— He directed his attention to fixing his crown, before noticing Dignity walking off and going to follow. —☆
— ` Sure, I guess. ` —
"Ruffling your hair isn't me "being an asshole", my nothing." -> He rolled his eyes and slowed down a little, letting the other caught up with him before going back to his usual walking pace. "Plenty of places around here. I can pay for us both if you don't have any cash on you." -> He pulled out his wallet and waved it a little before stuffing it back into his pocket. How he had any money considering he was, y'know, a former Banlands prisoner is amazing.
— ` Yes it is. You're doing it to piss me off. Fuck you. ` —
☆— He sighed. At this point he was debating saying nevermind and leaving. —☆
— ` I doubt I do. 'nd how the hell are you getting money so easily? ` —
☆— He seemed to forget that making music can earn money as well. —☆
-> He's scratching words down onto paper, his noise cancelling headphones on and blocking out the world around him. Seems like today was overstimulating for him. - @melodious--melancholy
☆— Zuka was doing whatever seemed fun, if not just sitting around in boredom at times. —☆
☆— He noticed Dignity seemed... not exactly fine, to say the least, but didn't bother speaking. It wouldn't really do anything considering Dignity most likely wouldn't hear him. —☆
☆— Plus, getting his attention through other means could potentially scare him. —☆
-> He had taken notice of the other, his eyes briefly leaving the paper and lingering on the other's form. He huffed, bull tail swishing slightly as he looked down at the paper once more. -> He gripped his pencil, staring at the words jotted down with a displeased face. He should be better at this, why can't he focus? "I know you're there, Zuka."
☆— He turned to fully look over to Dignity. —☆
— ` Yeah, no shit. ` —
☆— He knew he shouldn't be mumbling, more specifically when Dignity can most likely barely hear him anyways, but he did. —☆
"Don't creep around me like you're gonna jump me." -> He takes off his headphones, setting them around his neck and shaking his head a little. He adjusted his void crown, leaning back in his seat. "Did you need something?"
— ` No. If I needed something I would just say it. ` —
☆— He simply continued looking at Dignity. He still wasn't quite sure what to do. —☆
— ` so... uh.... What're you doing? ` —
"Like making music." -> He states, grabbing the paper he was writing on and balling it up with a huff, his nose ring moving ever so slightly as he did so. Dumb bull hybrid. "Haven't been able to come up with anything good. It's annoying me but it's whatever."
— ` Cool, I guess. ` —
☆— He thought of things to say. He wasn't good with motivational speeches or whatever. —☆
— ` Maybe just don't then. Not saying "give up", just take a break? ` —
"Yeah." -> Maybe he did need a break. Usually the bull hybrid was stubborn as, y'know, a bull! But maybe he did need a break. The creative juices clearly won't flowing. "Besides. Wouldn't be shocked if you kept creeping around me until I paid attention to you."
— ` I'm not creeping around you. I'm in the same space as you. That's literally all it is. ` —
☆— He was being oddly defensive over that. Plus, he could just go anywhere else. For whatever reason, he chose to go to wherever Dignity was. —☆
-> He snorts, his nose ring wiggling slightly as he did so. "Whatever you say, little man." -> He adjusts his headphones around his neck, looking away from the other before standing up, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Well if you're gonna be hangin' around I guess we can go grab some food. Don't remember the last time I ate something. Got too focused on making music."
— ` ...Dude. ` —
☆— It was quite clear he was getting sick of defending himself. —☆
— ` Alright. ` —
☆— He stood up as well, waiting for Dignity to go wherever he had in mind first. —☆
-> He reached over and ruffled the other's hair, deciding to be a bit of a dick and mess up the other's crown.
"Kinda want something greasy, that good with you?"
-> He tilted his head slightly and stared down at the other briefly before turning his gaze away, heading off to wherever.
— ` For fucks sake, can you stop being an asshole all the time?. ` —
☆— He directed his attention to fixing his crown, before noticing Dignity walking off and going to follow. —☆
— ` Sure, I guess. ` —
-> He's scratching words down onto paper, his noise cancelling headphones on and blocking out the world around him. Seems like today was overstimulating for him. - @melodious--melancholy
☆— Zuka was doing whatever seemed fun, if not just sitting around in boredom at times. —☆
☆— He noticed Dignity seemed... not exactly fine, to say the least, but didn't bother speaking. It wouldn't really do anything considering Dignity most likely wouldn't hear him. —☆
☆— Plus, getting his attention through other means could potentially scare him. —☆
-> He had taken notice of the other, his eyes briefly leaving the paper and lingering on the other's form. He huffed, bull tail swishing slightly as he looked down at the paper once more. -> He gripped his pencil, staring at the words jotted down with a displeased face. He should be better at this, why can't he focus? "I know you're there, Zuka."
☆— He turned to fully look over to Dignity. —☆
— ` Yeah, no shit. ` —
☆— He knew he shouldn't be mumbling, more specifically when Dignity can most likely barely hear him anyways, but he did. —☆
"Don't creep around me like you're gonna jump me." -> He takes off his headphones, setting them around his neck and shaking his head a little. He adjusted his void crown, leaning back in his seat. "Did you need something?"
— ` No. If I needed something I would just say it. ` —
☆— He simply continued looking at Dignity. He still wasn't quite sure what to do. —☆
— ` so... uh.... What're you doing? ` —
"Like making music." -> He states, grabbing the paper he was writing on and balling it up with a huff, his nose ring moving ever so slightly as he did so. Dumb bull hybrid. "Haven't been able to come up with anything good. It's annoying me but it's whatever."
— ` Cool, I guess. ` —
☆— He thought of things to say. He wasn't good with motivational speeches or whatever. —☆
— ` Maybe just don't then. Not saying "give up", just take a break? ` —
"Yeah." -> Maybe he did need a break. Usually the bull hybrid was stubborn as, y'know, a bull! But maybe he did need a break. The creative juices clearly won't flowing. "Besides. Wouldn't be shocked if you kept creeping around me until I paid attention to you."
— ` I'm not creeping around you. I'm in the same space as you. That's literally all it is. ` —
☆— He was being oddly defensive over that. Plus, he could just go anywhere else. For whatever reason, he chose to go to wherever Dignity was. —☆
-> He snorts, his nose ring wiggling slightly as he did so. "Whatever you say, little man." -> He adjusts his headphones around his neck, looking away from the other before standing up, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Well if you're gonna be hangin' around I guess we can go grab some food. Don't remember the last time I ate something. Got too focused on making music."
— ` ...Dude. ` —
☆— It was quite clear he was getting sick of defending himself. —☆
— ` Alright. ` —
☆— He stood up as well, waiting for Dignity to go wherever he had in mind first. —☆
Huh. That’s a bit of a shame. Least you’re doing well though, right?
— 🗝️ anon
— ` I guess it is. And yeah, I'm doing fine. ` —
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I see, I see.
Anything else interesting?
— ` Uh... Not much other than that, honestly. ` —
Oh? Back into coding? How’s that going for ya?
—🗝️ anon
— ` I'd say it's going well. Not too hard. ` —
Heyyy zuka!
What’s up?
—🗝️ anon
— ` Well... not much. I've thought about getting back into coding, I guess? ` —
Have a Shima Enaga
— ` ... Huh..? Thanks, I guess. ` —
-> He's scratching words down onto paper, his noise cancelling headphones on and blocking out the world around him. Seems like today was overstimulating for him. - @melodious--melancholy
☆— Zuka was doing whatever seemed fun, if not just sitting around in boredom at times. —☆
☆— He noticed Dignity seemed... not exactly fine, to say the least, but didn't bother speaking. It wouldn't really do anything considering Dignity most likely wouldn't hear him. —☆
☆— Plus, getting his attention through other means could potentially scare him. —☆
-> He had taken notice of the other, his eyes briefly leaving the paper and lingering on the other's form. He huffed, bull tail swishing slightly as he looked down at the paper once more. -> He gripped his pencil, staring at the words jotted down with a displeased face. He should be better at this, why can't he focus? "I know you're there, Zuka."
☆— He turned to fully look over to Dignity. —☆
— ` Yeah, no shit. ` —
☆— He knew he shouldn't be mumbling, more specifically when Dignity can most likely barely hear him anyways, but he did. —☆
"Don't creep around me like you're gonna jump me." -> He takes off his headphones, setting them around his neck and shaking his head a little. He adjusted his void crown, leaning back in his seat. "Did you need something?"
— ` No. If I needed something I would just say it. ` —
☆— He simply continued looking at Dignity. He still wasn't quite sure what to do. —☆
— ` so... uh.... What're you doing? ` —
"Like making music." -> He states, grabbing the paper he was writing on and balling it up with a huff, his nose ring moving ever so slightly as he did so. Dumb bull hybrid. "Haven't been able to come up with anything good. It's annoying me but it's whatever."
— ` Cool, I guess. ` —
☆— He thought of things to say. He wasn't good with motivational speeches or whatever. —☆
— ` Maybe just don't then. Not saying "give up", just take a break? ` —
"Yeah." -> Maybe he did need a break. Usually the bull hybrid was stubborn as, y'know, a bull! But maybe he did need a break. The creative juices clearly won't flowing. "Besides. Wouldn't be shocked if you kept creeping around me until I paid attention to you."
— ` I'm not creeping around you. I'm in the same space as you. That's literally all it is. ` —
☆— He was being oddly defensive over that. Plus, he could just go anywhere else. For whatever reason, he chose to go to wherever Dignity was. —☆
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-> He's scratching words down onto paper, his noise cancelling headphones on and blocking out the world around him. Seems like today was overstimulating for him. - @melodious--melancholy
☆— Zuka was doing whatever seemed fun, if not just sitting around in boredom at times. —☆
☆— He noticed Dignity seemed... not exactly fine, to say the least, but didn't bother speaking. It wouldn't really do anything considering Dignity most likely wouldn't hear him. —☆
☆— Plus, getting his attention through other means could potentially scare him. —☆
-> He had taken notice of the other, his eyes briefly leaving the paper and lingering on the other's form. He huffed, bull tail swishing slightly as he looked down at the paper once more. -> He gripped his pencil, staring at the words jotted down with a displeased face. He should be better at this, why can't he focus? "I know you're there, Zuka."
☆— He turned to fully look over to Dignity. —☆
— ` Yeah, no shit. ` —
☆— He knew he shouldn't be mumbling, more specifically when Dignity can most likely barely hear him anyways, but he did. —☆
"Don't creep around me like you're gonna jump me." -> He takes off his headphones, setting them around his neck and shaking his head a little. He adjusted his void crown, leaning back in his seat. "Did you need something?"
— ` No. If I needed something I would just say it. ` —
☆— He simply continued looking at Dignity. He still wasn't quite sure what to do. —☆
— ` so... uh.... What're you doing? ` —
"Like making music." -> He states, grabbing the paper he was writing on and balling it up with a huff, his nose ring moving ever so slightly as he did so. Dumb bull hybrid. "Haven't been able to come up with anything good. It's annoying me but it's whatever."
— ` Cool, I guess. ` —
☆— He thought of things to say. He wasn't good with motivational speeches or whatever. —☆
— ` Maybe just don't then. Not saying "give up", just take a break? ` —
-> He's scratching words down onto paper, his noise cancelling headphones on and blocking out the world around him. Seems like today was overstimulating for him. - @melodious--melancholy
☆— Zuka was doing whatever seemed fun, if not just sitting around in boredom at times. —☆
☆— He noticed Dignity seemed... not exactly fine, to say the least, but didn't bother speaking. It wouldn't really do anything considering Dignity most likely wouldn't hear him. —☆
☆— Plus, getting his attention through other means could potentially scare him. —☆
-> He had taken notice of the other, his eyes briefly leaving the paper and lingering on the other's form. He huffed, bull tail swishing slightly as he looked down at the paper once more. -> He gripped his pencil, staring at the words jotted down with a displeased face. He should be better at this, why can't he focus? "I know you're there, Zuka."
☆— He turned to fully look over to Dignity. —☆
— ` Yeah, no shit. ` —
☆— He knew he shouldn't be mumbling, more specifically when Dignity can most likely barely hear him anyways, but he did. —☆
"Don't creep around me like you're gonna jump me." -> He takes off his headphones, setting them around his neck and shaking his head a little. He adjusted his void crown, leaning back in his seat. "Did you need something?"
— ` No. If I needed something I would just say it. ` —
☆— He simply continued looking at Dignity. He still wasn't quite sure what to do. —☆
— ` so... uh.... What're you doing? ` —
-> He's scratching words down onto paper, his noise cancelling headphones on and blocking out the world around him. Seems like today was overstimulating for him. - @melodious--melancholy
☆— Zuka was doing whatever seemed fun, if not just sitting around in boredom at times. —☆
☆— He noticed Dignity seemed... not exactly fine, to say the least, but didn't bother speaking. It wouldn't really do anything considering Dignity most likely wouldn't hear him. —☆
☆— Plus, getting his attention through other means could potentially scare him. —☆
-> He had taken notice of the other, his eyes briefly leaving the paper and lingering on the other's form. He huffed, bull tail swishing slightly as he looked down at the paper once more. -> He gripped his pencil, staring at the words jotted down with a displeased face. He should be better at this, why can't he focus? "I know you're there, Zuka."
☆— He turned to fully look over to Dignity. —☆
— ` Yeah, no shit. ` —
☆— He knew he shouldn't be mumbling, more specifically when Dignity can most likely barely hear him anyways, but he did. —☆
-> He's scratching words down onto paper, his noise cancelling headphones on and blocking out the world around him. Seems like today was overstimulating for him. - @melodious--melancholy
☆— Zuka was doing whatever seemed fun, if not just sitting around in boredom at times. —☆
☆— He noticed Dignity seemed... not exactly fine, to say the least, but didn't bother speaking. It wouldn't really do anything considering Dignity most likely wouldn't hear him. —☆
☆— Plus, getting his attention through other means could potentially scare him. —☆
