Here's hoping your mun is as finicky--and lazy--as mine is; chances are good that she'll opt for someone she doesn't need to write an application up for.
Ah. [Robert makes a face that's half sympathy, half...cringing because wow Haven sounds pretty terrible.] Ouch. I'm safe because mine needs to write up my entire life's story before she takes me anywhere.
My mun wishes yours good luck, but personally, I hope you get to stay home too.
[Toby just squints at Robert, before raising his eyebrows and rocking back on his heels. ...It's not much of an attempt at hiding his thoughts on how well that'd go over. WAY TO BE RUDE, TOBES.]
As in zombies and guns and monsters? I think you'd kind of fit the tropes to get killed first.
[And then he holds his hands up sheepishly, grinning a little] No offence; the best characters in horror movies always do! But...Yeah. Unless you've been packing serious heat all this time without telling me and you are, in fact, a serious horror movie hero?
Yes. Zombies and guns and monsters and things that go bump in the night. I am going to die.
[GEE THANKS FOR THE VOTE OF CONFIDENCE.]
If I do, I won't do the splitting-up-with-the-group-and-getting-singled-out-by-the-monster thing; I'm not that stupid. ...And no, I'm not packing anything.
Can't she pick on the weeaboo or something? I bet she has plenty of other people up in there who are less endearing than you are. Or at least who I don't happen to care about, if I'm going to be honest. But I doubt that she'd let you die. Think of the entertainment that'd rob her of.
[Shh it's his job to be awful what did anyone expect]
Good man, good man; stick with the obnoxious jock-sorts. None of the ones that have sex though. Don't stick with anyone who has sex while there, actually. [N-not like he'd get jealous or anything!!
At least he starts to look slightly serious now, arms crossing over his chest.] And maybe start packing some if you do end up going. As in thigh holsters and shit; if you do end up dying I am going to dig your arse up and smack you in the face.
Well, that's a given. But she wants him to have company, or something, since he's always the one who gets stuffed into these sorts of places. [He shakes his head.] Good point.
[....SNORT wow toby stop it you're cute] So, for my survival, I'm going to have to never get off ever? This really is a horror game. ...I'm joking, though, promise. I know I'm attached. [he grins. no really stop being cute]
Please don't dig me up. I'll just try my best to stay alive, okay?
[if he could, he'd greentext.] Implying you get along with him well enough to count as company for each other. Yeahhhh, no. I think not. There is literally nothing about this decision that is smart at all. Nope.
[NO STOP IT WHY ARE YOU SNORTING AT HIM ROBERT gj now he's flustered and he's not even sure why] What the hell were you expecting? I mean I think you'd probably pass as too attractive and socially functional to be passed off as the nerd who gets killed while jerking it so that should be safe, but--
Jesus don't even joke about that! I hear games do weird things to people. [That earns a thump to the arm It'S NOT FUNNY HE'S STARTING TO GET WORRIED.]
...Alright. No dying, no running away with attractive people, none of that. I think you should be alright if you do that, and then I won't have to hunt you down or become your grieving widow.
Exactly. I'm not going to babysit his ass, he's--isn't he older than I am? To be fair, we won't get to interact at all, being written by the same person, but why should I have to suffer on his behalf?
Thanks. I try very hard to pass as a functional human being, I'm glad it's paid off some.
[wow kawaii Robert barks out another laugh and rubs his arm. Okay fine that punch was well deserved but STILL, TOBY, STILL.]
Stay alive, stay faithful. That's easy enough, right? ...And you'd look awful in grieving clothes. That black lace veil thing. Not for you.
[wow this shit is destiny when they can pick up on each other's greentext]
I think he is. [ruefully] ...Younger than me, but older than you. I assume, anyway. But the point remains; you shouldn't have to lug him around and make sure he doesn't get slaughtered for mouthing off, or watch him from afar or whatever.
Yeah yeah, you do a good job of it from where I stand; don't go getting a big head off of it though okay? I know your nerdy secrets! [Ah finally, a smile. Even if it's kind of on the wry side, it's still a smile!]
I'll keep that promise on my end too. Not that it'll be hard to do, but I figure I owe you the reassuring-- Pfft, Christ! I'd end up bursting into normal conversations, mentioning how 'my Robert' used to do this and that and I would thoroughly ruin the mood for everyone like a little black cloud. ...Which sounds kind of fun, to be honest, but totally not my style.
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all that effort for this wow
They tend to be that way; why are you even surprised any more at this sort of shit?
...Wait, what did they even do? What in seven hells is this 'Haven' place?
[And why hasn't he heard about it until now JESUS A LITTLE HEADS' UP MIGHT BE NICE....]
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toby please
[EURURUGHGHUERHERHEGHNHGHGHHH SIGH.]
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Honestly, I would rather not. Ever.
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My mun wishes yours good luck, but personally, I hope you get to stay home too.
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what is paying attention that is hard
[Toby just squints at Robert, before raising his eyebrows and rocking back on his heels. ...It's not much of an attempt at hiding his thoughts on how well that'd go over. WAY TO BE RUDE, TOBES.]
As in zombies and guns and monsters? I think you'd kind of fit the tropes to get killed first.
[And then he holds his hands up sheepishly, grinning a little] No offence; the best characters in horror movies always do! But...Yeah.
Unless you've been packing serious heat all this time without telling me and you are, in fact, a serious horror movie hero?
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[GEE THANKS FOR THE VOTE OF CONFIDENCE.]
If I do, I won't do the splitting-up-with-the-group-and-getting-singled-out-by-the-monster thing; I'm not that stupid. ...And no, I'm not packing anything.
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But I doubt that she'd let you die. Think of the entertainment that'd rob her of.
[Shh it's his job to be awful what did anyone expect]
Good man, good man; stick with the obnoxious jock-sorts. None of the ones that have sex though. Don't stick with anyone who has sex while there, actually.
[N-not like he'd get jealous or anything!!
At least he starts to look slightly serious now, arms crossing over his chest.]
And maybe start packing some if you do end up going. As in thigh holsters and shit; if you do end up dying I am going to dig your arse up and smack you in the face.
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Good point.
[....SNORT wow toby stop it you're cute] So, for my survival, I'm going to have to never get off ever? This really is a horror game.
...I'm joking, though, promise. I know I'm attached. [he grins. no really stop being cute]
Please don't dig me up. I'll just try my best to stay alive, okay?
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[if he could, he'd greentext.]
Implying you get along with him well enough to count as company for each other. Yeahhhh, no. I think not. There is literally nothing about this decision that is smart at all. Nope.
[NO STOP IT WHY ARE YOU SNORTING AT HIM ROBERT gj now he's flustered and he's not even sure why]
What the hell were you expecting? I mean I think you'd probably pass as too attractive and socially functional to be passed off as the nerd who gets killed while jerking it so that should be safe, but--
Jesus don't even joke about that! I hear games do weird things to people. [That earns a thump to the arm It'S NOT FUNNY HE'S STARTING TO GET WORRIED.]
...Alright. No dying, no running away with attractive people, none of that. I think you should be alright if you do that, and then I won't have to hunt you down or become your grieving widow.
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Exactly. I'm not going to babysit his ass, he's--isn't he older than I am? To be fair, we won't get to interact at all, being written by the same person, but why should I have to suffer on his behalf?
Thanks. I try very hard to pass as a functional human being, I'm glad it's paid off some.
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Robert barks out another laugh and rubs his arm. Okay fine that punch was well deserved but STILL, TOBY, STILL.]
Stay alive, stay faithful. That's easy enough, right?
...And you'd look awful in grieving clothes. That black lace veil thing. Not for you.
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I think he is.
[ruefully] ...Younger than me, but older than you. I assume, anyway. But the point remains; you shouldn't have to lug him around and make sure he doesn't get slaughtered for mouthing off, or watch him from afar or whatever.
Yeah yeah, you do a good job of it from where I stand; don't go getting a big head off of it though okay? I know your nerdy secrets!
[Ah finally, a smile. Even if it's kind of on the wry side, it's still a smile!]
I'll keep that promise on my end too. Not that it'll be hard to do, but I figure I owe you the reassuring--
Pfft, Christ! I'd end up bursting into normal conversations, mentioning how 'my Robert' used to do this and that and I would thoroughly ruin the mood for everyone like a little black cloud. ...Which sounds kind of fun, to be honest, but totally not my style.