8bitjulian

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eemerle-de-le-obscurite:

“Oh, I’m sorry. I should’a offa’d firs’. Did y’ wan’-a drink?” He said, holding out the beer he just opened just in case they did want it.

Julian took the offered beer with a grateful nod, sitting next to him. “Thanks man, how’s it goin’?”

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dorian-ackerman:

He merely nodded his head and accompanied the action with a calming sigh. “I mean, personally, I think souls are a little different than fat, but that’s just me.” He pursed his lips. “A pure example of the man-flu thing that people talk about lately, right?”

“I guess. I don’t know why but that just reminds me of that one Doctor Who episode with the walking talking fat. What were they called? Adipose?” Julian racked his brain but knew since Dorian didn’t watch tv he’d have no clue and would be of no help. “Man flu? You mean Ebola? Mono? What are the symptoms?”

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quietwolfgang:

Wolfgang looked up to watch the girl and shook his head. “No, she seems to have herself pretty well balanced.” He replied, his voice still quiet, but a little more in the moment. Hearing Julian’s question, he looked back over to him and shrugged a little bit. “Yeah, I mean, I’m fine. Just a lot on my mind.” Wolfgang told him. 

His facial features darkened a little, worried somewhat for his friend. “Penny for your thoughts, amigo?”

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acadia-jacques:

Um…I saw my birth certificate back in February and I think mine is the 30th? His is the 31st….Hey, does it still count as aging if we never celebrate it? I think the last time I did the whole cake-candles-wish crap was when I turned fifteen or sixteen, I gave up after that. [Shrugs as if the information was nothing, quickly switching to the new subject] Try washing them with lemon. Citrus covers odors pretty well. Yeah, yeah I get what you mean. The first night you guys had him back was rough. [Smirks] Just tell Behmard to accept the love and not roll over onto the pup. Get one of those baby co-sleepers people put on the side of their bed.

His birthday is on Halloween? No. Fucking Way. Of course it still counts, why the hell do you think I requested a side-cake with 44 candles on it at the wedding? [chuckles.] I’ll do that. Don’t know if we’ve got any lemon but I’m sure the kitchens will. Or I could try dunking them in orange soda, what do you think? That’ll give ‘em a funky kick. [laughs] Get it, kicks? God I’m so lame. Behmard will just have to deal with it, he gets enough of my love and attention. Sleeping next to a pup from time to time won’t hurt ‘im.

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ajatheangel:

Tilting her head to the side, she pouted. “Well, why can’t we just go together? I don’t know what jalepeños taste like or why you would make fries with avocado, bu we can go taste them! ‘cause now you’re making my stomach cry!”

“How are you with spicy food? Cause jalapeños can get hot sometimes,” he grinned. “Although not for me, of course. Sure we can go together. I was gonna ask anyhow.” Linking arms with her, he set off to the aforementioned place.

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floria-pille:

“That I had ran off to be with my so called ‘one true love’.” She chuckled to herself, remembering their reactions. “I made sure he was tall, dark and handsome - everything they would’ve wanted in a son-in-law.”

“Did they ask you where he was? The true love, I mean. Or did you say you left him in Sicily and now you gotta get back to him and your two perfect kids? Are you gonna keep the lie going every time you visit them? Hire an actor to play the part eventually?” Julian chuckled at his own verbosity. “Sorry, my parents aren’t around, I always get such a kick knowing how the other Cirque members deal with theirs.”

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ajatheangel:

Aja was so hungry from her trip back to the circus. She had eaten an entire pizza and now needed something sweet. In front of her was a giant chocolate ice cream sundae, which she was now completely covering in chocolate sauce. “Hungry? There’s plenty for both of us. It’s kind of like a ‘hooray I’m back’ sundae. What do you say?”

“I don’t think you put enough chocolate sauce. Or marshmallows. Where are the rainbow sprinkles. And the glacé cherries. Seriously, this sundae is like ten ingredients short.”

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paranormal-charlie:

“Oh, no, I’m not doing that. I’m just being honest. I’m no acrobat nor am I some crazy daredevil. I’m just a guy who’s just glad to be out and about.” He said as he smiled to the man. “Julian, huh? It’s nice to meet you! I know the Ring Master told me that everyone has an ability or is some sort of creature. I’ve got Necromancy. What about you?”

“Neither am I, I’m just a regular guy with some extra volts running through me,” Julian grinned. “Necromancy? Holy shit. That’s—that’s raising the dead...right?”

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acadia-jacques:

That’s because you thought you were taking in the spawn of Cyrus and I. I think we already know that it’s not happening at all. [Scoffs and shakes her head] Mhm, who knows. Give it time, you two will be discussing it soon enough. [Shakes her head] Give it to him for his birthday, it’s in October. I think the day after mine. Put a big bow on it and everything, say it’s from you and the other two dogs. Hey now, if you’re going to call that little brat a ‘bastard’ then I’ll just keep him, how’s that?

I — oh. Nevermind. [Scratches the back of his head and smiles.] That’s a good idea. Wait, when is it, exactly? He’s always telling me he can’t remember. He is a bastard, he peed on my favorite Vans and I can’t get the dog-stink out now. But honestly? He’s actually like my child now. It feels weird sleeping when he’s not snuggled under the covers. Which is why I imagine he secretly irritates Behmard a lot of the time. 

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dorian-ackerman:

“Then you’re just lucky.” He pursed his lips, though even then the expression was twisted to a somewhat near scowl. “I don’t know how you can stomach the fat and carbs.” He shook his head. “This is why I don’t eat. Surprisingly enough, soul manipulation does jack for your metabolism.” His hand was once more placed over his stomach as he looked around. “Just thinking of that amount of food is throwing me off, you’re either really lucky, or you’re immune to illness.”

"That sucks, man,” Julian said with a chuckle, but his voice commiserating. “If you can suck souls would make sense that you could also suck fat. Or something.” He shrugged. “I think I’m both. I get sick like, once every two years. I did get sick this January though, it nearly killed me,” he added, ever the drama queen.

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dorian-ackerman:

“And you still want to torture yourself with a collection of food items that’s painful going in, and out? There’s truly no hope.” He shook his head and placed his hand just over his own abdomen, the topic itself slightly turning his stomach. “Very delicate. Of course chocolate needs to be washed down with milk, otherwise the after taste is far too sickly to enjoy. I hope you brush your teeth after your little sugar doses, they rot like a charm.”

"It does nothing to me,” he said with a casual shrug. “In fact, went to a doctor once, he said it’s beyond him how I eat everything I eat and still stay like this,” he said with an almost triumphant grin. “Maybe all the extra charge running through me burns it off,” he shrugged. “Just like Behmard’s fire burns his. I pity the people with normal metabolisms, they don’t know what it’s like to eat a dozen pizzas in one sitting and then go for dessert.”

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seethedemonini:

Laughing at what Julian said, he nodded and believed that was probably the case. “Or a map and he has someone do ‘pin the tail on the donkey’ but with a large map and a picture of a circus tent. Wherever it lands is where we go.”

“Exactly that,” Julian laughed. “It’s a given that I usually don’t know where in the globe we are, or wake up still thinking we’re in Japan when that was last month or something. But thank god for the caravans and tents staying put and staying the same. Or I’d go legitimately mad probably.”

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acadia-jacques:

You might not get them back, I—Another? No, no three is a crowd. Are you guys going to ask for a bigger damn caravan, then? You guys realize you can adopt children, y’know the things with two legs and not four? [Shakes her head and laughs] I’ve woken up with Behmard on them a few times, and of course he flew off like his ass was on fire. Not like I mind, they’re kind of in the way no matter what I do.  I swear Spyro could fit right between them, or in one of my bra cups. Boulder-Holders and puppy beds.

Umm. I think it’s a bit early for kids given all the terrible thoughts that were running through my head last April [coughs insinuatingly.] Or just the logistics of raising kids in a circus. I dunno. But...who knows. Look, I’m getting a third one and that’s that. But like, I’ll wait till Christmas and spring it up on him or something. Then he can’t say anything. We can work out the details for Spyro’s custody if you like, all that bastard does is wheeze and pee everywhere and eat all our food.