I LOST MYSELF OH-SO VERY LONG AGO.
-literate transfemme kenny mccormick, south park.
-multiships with chem.
-n/sfw + dd:dne for themes, language, and humor.
-mdni / mdnf.
-penned by shy, 21 years old.
#SOUTHPARKRP // #SPRP
To be the deadliest thing the world has, it must be lonely because nobody would wanna get close, y'know? In fear that that deadliest thing would hurt or k!ll them too.
[Barbie can relate, in a fucked up sorta way. But she stays quiet on that.]
Thatโs what I thought! . . . Lonely?
โ Sheโd tilt her head to the side. โ
I donโt see how, itโs not like mosquitoes are exactly rare. But I guess a lotta people hate them. . .
[A snicker, as she plops down. She's a little bruised, but she figures her Netherborn regeneration will have her up and running again in at least 2 days.]
I mean, I guess? This place was already pretty good rad.
Oh please , my home is already a mess because of my brothers . If anything , you've added to our aesthetic .
( a chuckle could be heard as he got out soft blankets. )
... You really are a good guy, aren't ya...
[She forces herself up so she can sit down on something at least a little more comfortable than the concrete and rubble.]
Sorry for makin' a mess of your lair. . .
I won't have you be sleeping on the concrete . I won't allow it .
( he replied firmly as he soon stood up and then went to his couch and pulled out the pull out bed . )
There .
[ She looks over at him, a grin stretching across her visage, though it's a little sad.]
I think I need a shower and then a nap. I'll sleep right here on the concrete if it means I ain't imposin'.
If you want , i can get you something to make it more comfortable..ive got blankets and pillows .
( he looked back at Barbie as he settled down next to her . )
... Yeah, I figured as much. . . Meatsweats kinda demolished the switchblade I carry with me. . . so I'm kinda stuck here. Might have to text Stan to watch Karen for me, fuck...
[She plops down on her ass.]
It's okay. I didn't expect you to do it with a smile.
( a brow quirked up with a shocked expression. . .he wasnt used to such questions but if He was being asked to . )
Id say. . .its a 5. . .i mean ive gotten to know you and I consider you a friend but. . If you were asking me . .then. . .i would do it. . .but not happily. .
... How comfortable are you with k!lling me?
[She says point blank.]
I'll respawn back in South Park, and you won't remember I even came here. . . hopefully. I kinda came here by mistake, I fell asleep on the bus to work and--
[She shudders again, stomach churning.]
[Absolutely barfing black bile into that trashcan. She shudders and pulls herself up, grabbing his hand with hers for a second to steady herself.]
...Donnie. Can I ask you something?
( a wince at how battered up dhe looks before retrieving the med kit as he soon hit an eject button to send Meatsweats out of the lair . )
You need help with healing up .แฃ
[That many, huh? She socks him with a tentacle, sending him down as Donnie's attack does splash damage, leaving the pig unconscious on the ground.]
[She bends down, hands on her knees.]
Hough... okay... [She looks VERY injured.]
Trust me , this ain't my first rodeo with this clown of a pig. . My brothers and i have encountered him at least 6 times. . Maybe more.
( he soon twirled his tech bล before firing up another attack . )
[While the pig's stunned, she is freed and starts to lash her tentacles at the enemy. She feels so weird not fighting as Mysterion.]
He hits like a truck, but if that truck was a little bitch. He said something about eating me and I don't think it was in the sexy way....
[Looks over from her pile of rubble she's buried in, shadowy tentacles come out to pull her out of the mess.]
Oh, hey, Donnie. B-R-B, got an angry pig to deal with.
[Tentacles launch her back out of the hole.]
[Standing up, looking around for her phone, which is in her pocket. She fumbles with the already on life support device, trying to be discreet... take a damn photo, fucker!]