Tommy Cross (Parody)

Devil gonna find me 'ere I go... (Brother to @SweetRottie) #BarbiesDoll Fake account

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

All I'm doing, all I've ever done, is protecting the only thing I have left.

-Tommy Cross, Skin Walker
-Animal form is a Rottweiler
-Not new to RP
-Descriptive if you are

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

*Another one!*

[Barbie @BoondockElement]

My Papaw died Tuesday morning, and despite having 2 life insurance policies, my Mamaw is still going to be in debt dealing with the funeral costs. Please, if you can donate, even just a dollar, it would mean so much to me.

https://t.co/11xu4wovzV

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

Well, that's the thing, right? You're /Loki/. That's Norse Mythology-.. Or.. Actual history? So if that's the case, wouldn't, say, Greek mythology be fake? Or would that mean it's /all/ real?

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

Uhm-.. I got a lead on who I am. Or- who my sister and I are. Not sure if it'll pan out, because it sounds ridiculous... It would also mean we're missing a sibling.

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

Thank you. That means a lot to hear.

*he straightened himself out after a moment, lightly pushing the drink back to Loki with his fingertips. Shouldn't drink on the job*

I get in my own head too much sometimes.

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

Ok... Ok..

*he was talking down, Loki's words worked a little more than the drink, but he took both anyway*

I just really want to make things work here. You guys are already doing so much for me and Jamie.-.. Jamie and I..? Anyway- I don't want to mess it up.

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

Yeah. I really wanted to do a good job for Mr Dice. And instead, I blew cover, and lead a potential enemy right to his front door. What if she's evil? And-and comes back with like, a small army to take us all down?

*his nerves are shot, the poor boy*

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

*He nodded and waved them off, then made his way to the bar and sat with a slump*

Well, that could have been better. Could have been /worse/, but could have been better.

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

I'm sorry, Sir. There was someone else after her. He forced my hand, I had to bring her here.

*he explained quickly, giving a wave back to Loki as he spoke*

But she's all yours. I've got nothing else for her. Nothing you won't say, anyway.

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

I'd love to see all of it.

*he smiled, gesturing forward*

Lead on, please.

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

*He nodded, but then hesitated*

I'd love to see more, but I don't think I should take anymore of these flowers, if that's alright. I don't necessarily have a place to put them.

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

Thank you, so much. She'll love it.

*he wasn't used to getting gifted something so nice, but he tried not to be too uncomfortable with it*

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

That's absolutely /incredible/.

*he looked between the flower and Willow in wonder*

I've never seen anything like this...

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

*He chuckled*

I would love one, Miss Wonka.

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

Oh Woah..

*he looked on in amazement*

It's like a Wonka factory.. But with flowers..

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

Oh-.. Are you sure?

*he rose a brow, looking at the basket in his hand*

You've already given me plenty of pretty flowers.

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

Sure!

*he nodded, coddling the váse with one arm while extending his other hand to her*

I'm Tommy.

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

*He shrugged a bit with a sheepish grin*

I'm just doing my best, ma'am.

*what little he can*

Are these your flowers?

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

*He found some real fights*

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

He needed a /real/ fight*

[Tommy Cross (Parody) @CrackedAltar]

*The bag wasn't enough. There was a persistent nagging in the back of his mind, that he wasn't strong enough. Flashes of the things that witch did to him crossed his mind with each strike to the punching bag, until he caved. With a growl, he picked up his bag and left the gym.~