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006d2b Uh. You Should Uh. Like. U

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75bb12 (Chat, where should I lead this? Should I take him home, or run into another character?)

006d2b heh.... true.........

75bb12 *He silently walked down the street. He could feel wandering stares upon him. Oh, how he longed to be cherished. To be accepted in this strange new world, not treated like a relic, like a legend. But he was Human, not a Monster, and even in the guise of one, he could not hide his true nature.*

236914 the goon- the plague of mankind

76a88c i'm gonna like. sleep earlier. i think. yeah ok this sucks and i think there might be more evil overlying symptoms i hope it's not that

006d2b (the WHAT) [Realizing the person in front of her has already left, she pushes forward.] "Hey hi, how's it going?"

35556d "where the hell is the mountain dew?"

1dddf6 i think the goon is beating my ass because i'm not bending to its whim fully enough. i can still walk normally and stuff it just fucking sucks

75bb12 *You take the change and slide it back into your cloak, taking the groceries within it as well. Before the cashier could mumble a half-heartily "Have a good day", you were walking out. Most Monsters could sense you were an outsider. That you didn't belong. That something was strange about you, despite your attempts to blend in.*

006d2b (praying for you twin) "Ah whatever." [She then grabs a King-Sized Cookies n' Creme Hershey's bar and tosses it into the cart with everything else. yeah i did specify exactly what kind she got you won't do anything about it nah nana boo b]

75bb12 *The items in total were over 500 G. The cashier held her hand out. Slowly, you extended a fully clothed hand and arm from your cloak, and deposited the G into her hands. A hefty sum. The cashier seemed a bit surprised, but did her job anyways. You mumble something about Monsters under your breath, as she hands you your change.*

35556d [Ev is also here, he is looking for milk and mountain dew Baja blast]

1dddf6 yeah i guess i'm just cooked now

1dddf6 no i haven't freaked in like 6 days. also this pain is making me hysterical why am i laughing

006d2b (did you. nutshot yourself or something) "...Mmmmhhh- Do I- really wanna get one-"

236914 my body yearns for the indians

75bb12 *The Monster cashier stared at him, giving him a glance up and down. "You're not from around here, are you? You're such a weird shape." They said.* "...Just ring my shit up. Please." *The cashier rolled their eyes, hesitantly scanning the stuff.*

1dddf6 my fucking. Pelvis. my Ball. why is it radiating pain and misery. this sucks bro

006d2b (kinda late but. eh fuck it go) [In the same supermarket, Skeld's shopping around herself, currently pulling up behind Antasio; although distracted by the like- little. candy bar section near the counters usually ykwim]

1dddf6 oh wow this feeling sucks what the fuck is happening

75bb12 *By the time he had finished gathering his groceries, he had quite a large selection. He liked to avoid public encounters as much as he could. He went up to the counter, gently placing his stuff down.* "I...This stuff. Please."

1dddf6 the fruit aisle. but like, anticipated

75bb12 *He walks towards the glass doors, watching them slide open automatically, before slowly stepping within. He moved quickly, not wanting to linger. To be stared at. He walks to the vegetable aisle, silently grasping a bag and putting a few onions, a head of cauliflower, potatoes, and a few other vegetables within. Then, the fruit aisle.*

236914 i yearn for more indian food

75bb12 *When he finally reached Hometown, he could feel the tension set in his shoulders. He silently shook his head. "You're a grown man." He thought. "Get it together. So what if they find you strange? They don't matter." He proposed. Still, he flinched at sudden sounds, and increased his walking pace. He headed towards the supermarket. It wouldn't be that difficult, right?*

75bb12 *The man walked down the gravel path, noting the undisturbed stones you had stacked. Like a ritual, you gently take a decent sized stone, and stacked it atop the standing pillar of stones. It was getting pretty tall now. You stacked one when you left, and one when you got back, a silent ledger that you existed, that you were alive. With that done, you kept walking.* "People should be busy with work right now..This would be my easiest time to get in and out."

75bb12 *He silently gets up, wincing at the sound of his own bones popping. He's not that old, right??? He dismissed the thought with a glance to the door of his worn house. He had gotten it via an integration program a few years back. "What a joke." He thought. He turns away, silently walking down his porch.*

75bb12 (I'll just continue in the meanwhile) *He extends a gloved hand, rubbing the eye of his helmet. It looks like it wasn't an ACTUAL eye, hopefully.* "I should probably get groceries. Shit won't get done by sitting around.."

006d2b But Real Shit Uh. I'll Get Set And Everything Yeah

006d2b Bro Trusts Me ❤‍🩹

75bb12 (I trust you enough. You are welcome to join.)

75bb12 *He leaned back, letting out a deep sigh.* "Nothing's out here. Just me, the silence, and the trees. No wonder people got Cabin Fever." (Peak movie btw)

006d2b But Yeah Should I Like. Join

75bb12 *This man's name is simply Guy. That's all he's ever been known as here. The rocking chair creaked softly with each rock forward. He stared out at the gravel trail that was his only path into town.*

236914 a roleplay in my roleplay gallery??

006d2b oh right sorry i should've known

006d2b

006d2b ooh an rp. oh wait i don't really have a character for it do i

75bb12 *Hometown. A place where Monsters led normal lives, where Human and Monster culture intermingled. Monsters of all shapes and sizes walked the streets, sat behind counters, drove, it was a quaint little place, but was lively at this time. This is all thanks to the Delta Treaty, signed by the President of the Nation-Integration Force and the King Of The Monsters. Many generations have passed since then, but still prejudice is a hard weed to pluck. You may have noticed that not a single Human has been mentioned yet. Monster communities are still wary of them, even with a few outliers. Despite this, many communities have been forcibly integrated into Human ones, creating a strange situation. But that's all just a backdrop. Let's focus on a certain man. Down a winding forest path, past the Bunker, and into the faint wilderness, was a house. And a man. He sat on his porch.*