On tumblr discoveries and plurk shenanigans.

[fingersnap]

All this? Over a simple picture? It's not my best side, but it's certainly not bad.

Now then ... what is this about a happy train?

[Keep in mind any train with him requires a strict dress code: mini skirts only.]

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[automailed]

[..........OH GOD, MUN, WHY DID YOU CLICK IT.

Dumbfounded horror over here, sorry.]

[chemeia]

Happy? Yeah, right. More like grubby and self-absorbed.

[ And frankly, she doesn't remember it being so... pronounced. No, she's totally not blushing. Nope, nope, nope. ]

[fingersnap]

[Excuse him while he stares a bit himself. In his world you're a girl and it takes about five seconds before he just starts laughing.


Give him a minute.


And another.


Just one more really.


Ok he's --


-- now he's done.]



Ah, Fullmetal. Isn't this conversation a little mature for you?

[glimpseoftruth]

[Oh. And there goes Alyssa's mun, shrieking. Joy.]

...Hmm.

[faithlesselric]

There is something wrong with you.

[fingersnap]

Oh-ho?

[He's just going to smirk at you, Ed. Mostly because he's heard you say otherwise.]

Least you're already wearing the appropriate attire.

[automailed]

[And this one spent a few weeks as a girl himself and is still traumatized by 'her' crush on a certain colonel. This can't end well.]

Don't treat me like a kid!!

[chemeia]

[ Throwing a punch at you now, STUPID COLONEL. Blushing more too because goddammit. ]

What the hell's that supposed to mean?!

[fingersnap]

Perhaps I should have put a warning label on this conversation? It's not really appropriate for a kid like you... is it, Fullmetal?

[fingersnap]

I aim to please.

[Her mun wasn't the only one shrieking earlier.]

[fingersnap]

[He'll see your crush and raise you an equivalent exchange.]

You leave me with little choice if you fail to appreciate what kind of reaction a well toned body can have on the opposite sex.

Not to mention the joke has completely gone over your head.

[fingersnap]

[Punch? What pun - OW. Excuse him while he soothes his cheek for a while with his palm.


In the mean time ... he'll just motion to all of you, Ed.]

[glimpseoftruth]

With that face? Mission accomplished, soldier boy.

[Alyssa's not much for blatant eye-candy, but uh. Yow.]

[faithlesselric]

[Eyebrow quirk.]

I've been getting laid longer than your particular universe has existed, Mustang. I think I can handle a stupid conversation.

That picture isn't really appropriate to be flashing around though.

[automailed]

[He's just mad because his mun keeps clicking that link. Eh-heh.]

I don't see anything funny about that. Except maybe the fact that you think it's a good idea to share it with the whole world.

[And of course it went over his head, it's Edward. And sex. ...And Edward.]

[chemeia]

[ Crosses her arms firmly over her chest, positively scowling, and dammit, why does her mun have to be so... so... whatever. Even wearing her typical red duster reminds her of the last time. ]

Fu—

[ Wait, she can't tell him to fuck off because he'll just turn that around as usual. ]

'Snothing wrong with my clothes...

[fingersnap]

[All he can do is encourage this behavior, and in all honesty he can't blame his mun for clicking. He's not bad, just drawn that way?]

I will be Führer one day, as such I can only have so many secrets.

[A lie, he could have many, but he doubts Ed will ever figure out this truth either.]

[fingersnap]

[Still rubbing his face, that metal hand of yours sure can add weight to a punch.]

I never said there was.

[He pauses here, waiting for his compliment to click.]

[fingersnap]

General Roy Mustang. It's a pleasure... ?

[Well, it's a little late for introductions, but what kind of man would he be if he didn't a name to go with that pretty face.]

[chemeia]

[ It takes a few seconds, but when it finally does sink in, her ears turn red and she sputters, crossing her arms even more. At least, she does for a few more seconds before dropping her arms to her sides and slipping mismatched hands into her pockets. ]

...Dumbass.

[fingersnap]

[Is that a blush?]

Is that so?

[Cue an all too interested eyebrow quirk.


Challenge accepted.]

Though I'm not exactly sure you'll look as good in a mini skirt as your female counter part.

[glimpseoftruth]

Alyssa Ashcroft. The pleasure's all yours, General Mustang. ...I'd say that was your good side.

[Introductions? Late? No such thing! Even after seeing something like that.]

[never_nor]

[He's just going to pinch the bridge of his nose.]

Humans.

[automailed]

I'm pretty sure Bradley managed to hide that much from the public eye!

[...At least he hopes so. He really has zero desire to see a 60-year-old homunculus'- ...that.]

[fingersnap]

Yes, well, I'm hardly Führer King Bradley either.

[Bradley's also been dead years now, and if Ed looks closer, he'll notice that his Colonel Stars have been replaced by four General ones.]