i'm starting to gray,β β maybe when my work is done here i'll head into a neighborhood dressed up as claus.β β it would be a way to celebrate for sure.
don't have the cheery personality for it though.
Used to go 'round with some of the parents , dressed up as the jolly fucker himself .
The way the neighbourhood kids' eyes light up when they see a present for 'em ... can't wait to do that all over again . β¨
( he surges forward in an attempt to pin the doorman to the wall with his larger frame.β β boots firm against the ground.β β voice heavy.β β his wrapped hand snaps up,β β trying to grab any available limb.β β to get a god fearful underneath him.β )
β β ( there's a moment of silence,β β where the warden considers his actions very carefully.β β he's no chicken,β β after all.β β he just believes there's a time and place for fighting.β β he's been waiting for near 40 years,β β what's a little more .α£β β ...
* he was made,β β forged,β β trained since birth for this very moment,β β he reminds himself in the split second that he tenses his palms into fists.β β if nothing else,β β he can get to know his adversary.β β )
if you insist.
@DOORWAYGUIDE i knew rationally that you wouldn't poison me.β β you're not that kind of monsterββΎβ΄ you would prefer an even slower torture method.
@DOORWAYGUIDE / see i feel like equivalents of "i double dog dare you" cast a magic spell on murph that requires him to do whatever the person just called him too pussy to do