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PEOPLE I WANT TO GET TO KNOW BETTER

• last song I listened to: hall of fame (the script)
• favorite colors: red, black and navy blue, parrot green.
• currently watching: sweet tooth
• last movie / tv show i watched: spies in disguise
• spicy/savory / sweet: savory and sweet. I can't handle too much spicy.
• relationship status: single ;-;
• last thing i googled: pen tapping shorts (idk why I search random stuff lol)
• current obsession: watching youtube shorts of stand up comedians and d.i.y stuff (busy work schedule so some comedy shorts to relieve stess)
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"Who in the skag-fraggin'-shit are YOU supposed ta be? Sorry nerd, the Main Man ain't runnin' no Seattle garage band. SCRAM!"
Daken’s lip curls. “Is that dig solely based on my hair? Look who’s talking.” He gestures between their clothing: Lobo’s biker daddy look and his own flashy designer douchebag look.
“I just followed the smell that’s been permeating for a kilometer. You stink, whatever the fuck you are.” He smells like cellular turn-over, too: Healing factor. Not like him, though.
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@lcbotomy sent:
"Frag me, another one of you costumed weirdos runnin' around? Feetal's gizz, ya gotta be yankin' my chain. Who're you supposed ta be? Captain Green-Suit?"
Eddie looked down at his suit... was it really a costume ? It is a bit over the top. But... oh, how embarrassing. No, no... how INSULTING.
“ It’s the Riddler, & you are speaking to the SMARTEST PERSON TO EVER LIVE. ”
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@lcbotomy 💖 for a starter!
“ It’s been a while since I’ve seen any real weirdos lurking around, ” Nabooru noted, observing the stranger with intrigue. “ I’m going to guess you’re not from around here. That or I’m simply not as observant as I make myself out to be. ”
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Starter Call | @lcbotomy
- 🜛 - Terribly formidable in stature - the stare alone sent a rapid set of S H I V E R I N G S to the tips of toes! But far from the striking pure stillness of fear, it only emboldens the resolve to step forward and cry out all manner of invasive inquiry. She settles with the simplistic -
“ Might you tell me of where you came from? I have never seen anyone so big before! ”
#lcbotomy#🜃 | Clawing out through the dirt ; A Belladonna Blooming | MAIN#🜎 Patiently Waiting | QUEUED PROGRESS#hullo ~!#i was in the dc fandom for a long long time so i remember lobo pretty well! i think! lol if i get anytthing off lemme know#everything about him is just. A Lot.
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@lcbotomy // thank u!
"Sharks r' cool I guess...but dolphins are better."
‘You’re entitled to your own fucking dumb opinion, I guess. Dumbass.’
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@lcbotomy ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ: "Anyone ever tell ya that yer eyelashes look pretty??"
ʙᴀɴɢ! ╾━╤デ╦︻ Lobo was too close to him and Jason’s tolerance was on a timer. The alien stunk of cigars and time-wasting bravado and with such little distance between them his breath felt like it was personally trying to infiltrate his lungs. The young crimelord couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose and huff at him. A scoff of such irritated proportions, his foul mood was only rivaled by a house cat that’s been fed one hour late. He didn’t like his face showing, his helmet being broken earlier in the night had already put him nerves on edge beyond repair. And now Lobo’s appearance did nothing to settle him down. Only spike his blood pressure more.
Lip curls and he speaks from his teeth as he glares at the degenerate, ❝ Shut the fuck up. Couldn’t you be doing something useful instead of irritating me? ❞ Though the true answer was no. No one ever told him anything about him was pretty, and if it wasn’t the alien saying it, Jason would have thought the words were spoken out of pity. Still, the true prince of Gotham was in no mood for this nonsense, and angrily pushed Lobo’s face away from his reach.
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“you. ran. out. of. GAS ? on your space bike ? why does it use GAS ? because it stinks more , you fucking lunatic ? we’re stuck !” jack russell could hardly contain his fury, dipped in the family history of depair. he should have known the risks of hiring the biggest, cheapest guy on the market-- they warned him, the guys at the super tough guy bar. lobo was fucking fragging weird. an agent of chaos. of course, this one was fragged the moment jack set upon the savage lands in search of her mystic mysteries. it was easier to blame the guy dressed like gene simmons for that instead of his lack of foresight. “I think I saw some dinosaurs on the way in... can’t you turn them into oil or something ? speed it up ?”
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@lcbotomy: "Finally, the stripper I ordered! Yer a lil late but I'm sure a lap-dance will make up fer it."
She’s a little annoyed with the presumption and tone, that’s all. She’s about to just roll her eyes and walk away but, well. Her stomach’s growling, and this guy is a pig with a lot of good-smelling blood. She’s practically drooling. So...
“Alright, baby,” she places a hand on that strong, thick belly of his, encouraging and guiding him to the loveseat. Gently pushing him down. “One dance, coming up...”
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"Look who decided to show up! My favorite firework maker in the whole universe! What brings you here, Lobo?"
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he should have had WAAAY more appearances.
Paul Dini claimed Eddie’s limited appearances was due to his character being too hard to write. He said it was very difficult to come up with compelling puzzles, and they also fear that kids wouldn’t understand them. And as much as I like Dini’s writings. I... doubt this. Why do I doubt this? Because like... Eddie still had many opportunities to appear in episodes without the inclusion of puzzles. How? Think about; there ARE a few episodes in the series where multiple villains are present. Like in the one where Harvey, Os, and Joker were all bidding on Bat’s identity. Like why couldn’t Eddie make more appearances where he was with the other rogues? That way they wouldn’t have to come up with a complex puzzle, because Eddie wouldn’t be the sole villain.
He made an appearance in Trial... and it was a strange appearance, too. Because he was just sitting there, but never spoke a word. They also could’ve had him make his own testimony against Bat. But that never happened. And I just wonder why that was? Someone on a YT comment section claimed Bruce Timm actually hated Eddie’s character, and that’s why he had limited appearances. Which actually would make more sense than Dini’s claim. But I don’t think there’s any source to back this up. I’d have to do more research myself. At first, I was wondering if it’s John Glover’s fault. Because in Trial, Eddie had no voice lines at all, the only time you “heard him” in Trial was among the roars of the rogues (meaning John was not needed there, because you wouldn’t be able to tell.) Like I had wondered if maybe they had a hard time getting John Glover to the studio to voice him? But... there’s also no evidence of this, either.
But no matter what, yeah, Eddie really should have had more appearances. He was a wonderfully well written character on the show. They could’ve done even more with him.
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@lcbotomy // no you havent
"I've seen plenty o' shark women with hooters."
‘Don’t talk to me. I don’t want to hear this.’
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@lcbotomy ғɪʀᴇᴅ: "Great news! I'm back in town fer a little while, so ya can finally stop worryin' about ol' Lobo." He'd smack his ass. "Now, get me a beer will ya?"
ʙᴀɴɢ! ╾━╤デ╦︻ Jason absolutely bristled like a cat at the smack, hissing as he whipped around with his pistol pressing to the highest point of Lobo’s chest he could reach. Seething he heaved his breaths and grit his teeth. ❝ Don’t ever touch me! WHAT DO I LOOK LIKE TO YOU? STARVE. ❞
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“ Can you feel my hatred? ”
A bounty hunter approached him, sharp canines bared, lightsaber at his hip. He could be here for anything. His Master sending out someone to kill him, or looking for a new change. He was, of course, slowly building his own empire below the surface. Made of petty criminals, bounty hunters, and control over crime lords’ small empires.
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@lcbotomy.

❝ put it down. ❞ a stern voice rings out in the area, as if it’s coming from the sky. above him is a drone, and a light shines bright right down on him. ❝ i’m two seconds from calling the big guy in. put it down. ❞
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