w4 curfew: ruh-roh raptured to dog heaven

[messy]

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[drymonster]

Yeah, well, if being an asshole is an uncontrollable curse, I guess we're both affected.

[drymonster]

[ yeah ok. high five. ]

[drymonster]

[ he will always be like this. ]

Oh... haha, I forgot about Nancy, actually...

[ he even forgot that was her name for a second. ]

[frotag]

Nah, that's fair. She's super low-maintenance... I had trouble remembering her feeding schedule when I first got her.

[tombtaker]

[ he holds the phone out. ]

[frotag]

Oookay. Well, if you're cursed, sorry to hear that, but if you're just fuckin' around, uh, have fun with that, I'm gonna go play with some dogs until we get knocked out.

[murdergate]

I'm not cursed or fucking around. You have an issue with how I talked to you. I apologized. I'll leave you to your dog time.

[ the pubbies are excellent but the park is mega and nodd doesn't mind a stroll. ]

[mansplains]

Let me bandage your leg at least!

[ imagine guy trying to bandage her leg while she's twerking and he's chihuahua shaking ]

[mansplains]

Sounds like you're just an idiot.


... Is that mine?!

[ rude ]

[mansplains]

More than usual, you mean?

[ a bit dryly but he doesn't disagree ]

[ rappigs love the attention, keep it coming, serf ]

[mansplains]

I guess not.

[ friendly pups are starting to flock over. get animal therapied, nerd ]

[drymonster]

[ reaches for it cautiously like he's half expecting a charlie brown football situation ]

[inquired]

[ pats his back..... ]

Yes, I suppose.

[frotag]

[ ...

hugs him again ]

[frotag]

And I'm guessin' no communicado on anything planetside, either? [ a sigh ] Man... and to think we could've slept in luxury for once.

[frotag]

Teamwork makes the dream work, hehe.

[messy]

Eh, it's just a little blood.

[take your therapy dog, sir.]

[messy]

Ugh... Yeah. Thanks.

[takes his hand to help pull herself up... do not die from this, sir.]

[messy]

No, no, yeah. Me too. Whatever the fuck that was pulled me out of the hotel.

Hopefully none of the civilians who were around got a facefull of glass... But how the fuck did it even track us down? Was it the nanites?

[messy]

[the hyenas right now looking back at temenos like

]

[messy]

[sometimes you must simply boogie]

[mansplains]

[ he does it. he pulls her up and supports her. incredible ]

[murdergate]

[ he would be lucky to serve the adorable swines fulltime. truly. ]

Seems like the closer we get to the 'end,' the worse it's gonna get. Teleporting back onto the ship is about on par for our fifth week.

[frotag]

Ah—yeah. Kind of a long story, but... well, it almost feels like a second home to me at this point, hehe.

[mansplains]

You think?

[ bruh what's next.... he hates this ]

[ rappigs are pleased with nodd's attention ]