"RႩႺპ!!!!!!!!"
"ͼαrͷαgϵ!!!!!"
"BLOODSHED."
"m⃠a⃠s⃠s⃠ m⃠u⃠r⃠d⃠e⃠r⃠~"
"And maybe a beer or two."
💥SERP/MVRP
💥Semi-serious
💥Descriptive/Literate
💥Not new to RP
💥+18
"Anyone who trusts my definition of good health should be commended and awarded for living their lives without judgement from Lord praisin', holy water doused cock suckers."
"Not you though."
"I mean all those other ones."
"Anyone who trusts your definition of good health should be condemned . Have you really gotten that far down the rabbit hole?"
Giriko is really out here making his own rules, fabricating skincare regimen . Sleeping in carcasses like a fiend . .
@FelineTimidity "Ditto."
Shifty eyes.
"Soooooooooo that means I don't have to shower anymore right? Right. Glad we're agreed on that."
Somehow he'd convinced himself this was the case in a matter of minutes.
"I AM taking care of myself."
"I'll have you know, I slept in a freshly killed human carcass last night and my pores have never been healthier."
"And like I give a shit about your reputation."
"You smell like HELL."
He's sure if damnation had a smell , this was just . . . it. Here comes the high - and - mighty tutorial no - one asked for.
"Please - for the love of everything sacred , take care of yourself. I won't be known for equating to this ,"
In a sudden panic, he kicks the can full of that demon scent out of the priest's hand and into the distance.
Never to hurt a soul again.
"DISGUSTING. DON'TCHU DARE FUCKIN' SPRAY ME WITH THAT FRESH GARBAGE CHEMICAL!"
@FelineTimidity The man relaxed his shoulders and let out a heavy sigh. He places a palm over hers and interlocks their fingers.
"Yeeeeeeah I was just playin' it up for theatrics, man. Not actually frustrated about it."
"I'm good for the shower and all that. And honestly all I wanna do is--
@FelineTimidity Giriko continued to grumble to himself as she guided him through the front door and into her home yet again. Mostly just about his smells or lack thereof.