in the process of apping to thoughtformed ; shenanigans unrelated

[stretchy_pants]

[blah blah glowstick, blah blah drunken lab partner.
long story short, there is a hairy green guy in headspace who has calmed down somewhat but is still not happy with his mun.]


mun.... hulk going to game?


[a long silent moment as he stares at this tiny woman typing his words.]





no.

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[stretchy_pants]

[even hulk is surprised that she comes so close. he's used to running off to the woods somewhere to calm down and... un-hulk; not hanging out in a public forum where there are people.]

[another rumble. when he turns to look at her, his eyes are brown. he continues to shrink slowly.] hulk sorry.