beckoncall

[beckoncall]

are you on something lately? you post a lot more

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if i were polyamorous id individually message everybody in my polycule saying i needed gas money

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lets hang out and look ugly and act stupid

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it's all about me and my two (2) waffle house shirts now

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M!A Wha Happun. The shirts, the ash, the scorch mark, they all vanish. Like a dream. Except for what's being worn.

*[When Leander wakes in the morning, GROANING as he pulls himself off of the floor, he spends a minute or two of his waking thoughts on wondering why he slept on the floor to begin with. He doesn't immediately remember the happenings of the night before, and even as he becomes more aware and alert, most of those happenings still stay out of his mind. He doesn't even notice the burn mark that was once right there on the table has vanished, or look to see its absence there to begin with. To him, whether it was physically gone or not, it had vanished the moment he fell asleep. Blending in and out of the scenery.]

*[It isn't until he's changing (which he almost doesn't bother to do at all) that he recalls; sees the two shirts he's about to take off, and remembers a bit of the chaos that brought them into his possession.]

*[... And he chuckles, quietly to himself. At his own expense. Guess he really did get what he wanted, in the end. And then some, sure, but all's well that ends well. Right? He'll go with that.]

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M!A Now This Is Getting Silly. The shirts seem to flutter for a moment, but nothing appears different. Except now you're wearing two shirts, instead of one.

*[Leander hisses sharply when pulling at the collar of the first shirt he has on reveals a second underneath. Of course, not before he took the time to figure out what exactly changed to begin with... not realizing right away, the extra little bit of weight hanging off his bones. But go figure.]

*[Leaning down to where he'd abandoned his hoodie on the floor, ultimately deciding he'd be better off just sitting on the ground for this with how wasted and irritated he is, Leander slips it on over the two shirts; it takes restraint not to give it the same aggressive treatment the last top he put on had gotten, but he manages.]

* " out of sight, ooout of mind... "

*[... If this is how it's going to be, maybe he should just go to sleep. Maybe even right now on the floor, since he's already here.]

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M!A Like A Hydra. For every shirt destroyed, two more take the place of its ashes. A clean pile of twelve shirts.

*[Leander's movements carry every drop of his annoyance and translate it into sheer FORCE as he wildly tears off his hoodie and then the shirt underneath it, stumbling out of place constantly as he struggles his way out of the fabric. Snatching the first shirt he sees from the top of the pile... and it's his size, infuriatingly enough. But with the way he roughly yanks it on crooked, all but HOPING it rips, stitches still audibly pop and give way.]

*[The frenzy simmers lowly as he just... stands there wearing the damn thing.]

* " ...... i love my this. "

*[Whatever. He doesn't care anymore. Let them pile up. What's one more mess in this house?]

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another win for no lungs adn no smoke.alarms

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M!A Not So Easy. The three shirts double into six. And return to the table.

*[This time, there's none of the same confusion-- this many shirts... what, one for every day of the week almost? His expression sours, all at once over this entirely. He put those on the floor and they should've STAYED there.]

* " nyeheh-- aaalright. i don't like waffle house... that fuckin' much. "

*[Hands in his hoodie pocket, Leander rolls his trusty lighter in the grasp of his left. Before he even knows it, warmth and light radiate from the pile where they burn. All of them.]

*[And now he has NO Waffle House shirt. Plus a scorch mark on his table.]

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M!A It Continues. Two more Waffle House shirts

*[Leander blinks slowly, dazed and confusedly, at the two new shirts added onto the pile where he'd left the first one. At least he's pretty sure it's two more. Or maybe it's three.]

*[But then he simply laughs, more absent than anything else.]

* " ... sure. o-kay. yayyyy. "

*[... For no reason at all, this time he clumsily swipes the whole pile off of the table and onto the floor before leaving it be.]

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M!A Ask And You Shall Receive. wafflehouse shirt

*[It's incredibly unfocused in his vision, but sure as shit, that's a Waffle House shirt.]

* " for me...? nyeh heh heh heh... i always-- aaalways get what i want. "

*[... Leander doesn't CARE where it came from. Leaves it there, for now. It'll be easier to try it on later.]

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i need a waffle house shirt i desevre waflle house shirt whyy dont i have a waffle house shirt

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my brracelettttttt 🫶

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Ever since I was a little girl I dreamed of everything being okay

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roller coasters aren’t cutting it anymore I need to be hunted for sport

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we got tomorrow tomorrow... fuuuuuuuuk

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fuck my life. for real