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If there were two guys on the moon and one of them killed the other with a rock would that be fucked up or what?

"I'dunno pal... Sounds pretty gay to me."

Did he even pay attention to the anon's question..? ... John? Earth to Captain..?

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Guess who it is that just trampled a car while barely managing to parallel park?

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i dont know which little freak needs to read this but for the love of GOD dont send me weird s*xual shit for fucksake

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have you ever watched a show called jojo?

"What? No, what the hell, why the hell."

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Tankman is ethnicity chinese

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"No- Shit, huh? And since when are you capable of carin', eh? Ya can't go around goin' from a zero to one hundred so fast y'know. You, are already difficult to read enough on ya own, now suddenly you're worried about me? Yea, get outta town."

Strained, but sturdily handled response. Just as a soldier should do, or so he has been taught into thinking.. Who knows. Tank cracks his shoulder once, for good measure. A way of setting bones- badly.

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poke. poke. poke. shadow fucking stop- poke.

"How're you still here? I've been ignorin' you for the past twenty damn minutes.. Something caught your eyes, or what?"

Even while sitting, his lumbering figure towers over Shadow relentlessly. Yikes.

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"If amusement's what ya hoped for then you might wanna go lookin' elsewhere.."

John finally snags his arm away, metal in it faintly creaking from all force used.

"Cuz' I'm no guinea pig, so piss off with the social experiment bullshit, hairball."

Ah. The motion must've hurt somehow. Perhaps he's yet to fish out the one bolt gone wild that brought him discomfort. John sucks at hiding it as he talks back. Not even his clouded visor can help out.

-> @coldkick

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poke. poke. poke. shadow fucking stop- poke.

"How're you still here? I've been ignorin' you for the past twenty damn minutes.. Something caught your eyes, or what?"

Even while sitting, his lumbering figure towers over Shadow relentlessly. Yikes.

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-> @coldkick

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poke. poke. poke. shadow fucking stop- poke.

"How're you still here? I've been ignorin' you for the past twenty damn minutes.. Something caught your eyes, or what?"

Even while sitting, his lumbering figure towers over Shadow relentlessly. Yikes.

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... It was only then when John suddenly snapped backwards, realizing what he's just said. Despite being perfectly aware of gun's grit, Captain felt guilty about it.

"... Urgh--! N-no, no... Sorry, you didn't... Didn't deserve that. You don't gotta pop nobody for me... It's just, phantom pain. Ol' hunk of shit's been killin' me all day."

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Pico didn't really catch onto the fact that something was wrong - yet. His smug expression remained. He held onto the handle of his gun purely out of habit, but didn't at all intend on pulling it out. Pico just felt he didn't NEED to, as simple as that.

A brow was raised in reaction to the sentence he's received, but made no effort in questioning it. His aggravating ways continued, as if a normality.

❛ yea, but it's funny as hell. i'm sure there's plenty of reasons to say why you're sus. a sussy baka maybe. anything that fits! ❜

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And that's the final straw. A bolt's went loose somewhere in his left shoulder as he was asleep last night, and his entire arm has been on fire since, and now he has to put up with Pico's shit, and, and-

"JUST WHERE'S YOUR OFF SWITCH?!"

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Pico didn't really catch onto the fact that something was wrong - yet. His smug expression remained. He held onto the handle of his gun purely out of habit, but didn't at all intend on pulling it out. Pico just felt he didn't NEED to, as simple as that.

A brow was raised in reaction to the sentence he's received, but made no effort in questioning it. His aggravating ways continued, as if a normality.

❛ yea, but it's funny as hell. i'm sure there's plenty of reasons to say why you're sus. a sussy baka maybe. anything that fits! ❜

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This time John simply doesn't even try to answer... Guns words barely register, and instead sound no more or less than distant, incoherent, mechanical drones to Captain's ears. He's in pain, he wants to explode, and now Pico won't shut up.

"... I mean it kid. Ya gonna knock it off?"

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Pico didn't really catch onto the fact that something was wrong - yet. His smug expression remained. He held onto the handle of his gun purely out of habit, but didn't at all intend on pulling it out. Pico just felt he didn't NEED to, as simple as that.

A brow was raised in reaction to the sentence he's received, but made no effort in questioning it. His aggravating ways continued, as if a normality.

❛ yea, but it's funny as hell. i'm sure there's plenty of reasons to say why you're sus. a sussy baka maybe. anything that fits! ❜

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Multiple components there then twitch. We'd rather not list them all, as of right now at least. He just, huffs- Too heavily.

"Ha, ha. No, seriously. That's staler than a beer that's been out in the sun for too long. And y'anno how much I hate that."

Ironically, Captain then sips on alcohol.

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❛ you're looking kind of sus. i think you're the imposter. ❜

"... Kiddo, if you say the word “sus” just one more time I swear to fucking God."

Guess who's out of it today? Maybe it's also why Captain earned the comment. Which is funny, with that cracked visor obscuring the majority of his features...

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❛ you're looking kind of sus. i think you're the imposter. ❜

"... Kiddo, if you say the word “sus” just one more time I swear to fucking God."

Guess who's out of it today? Maybe it's also why Captain earned the comment. Which is funny, with that cracked visor obscuring the majority of his features...

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Keeping his composure as neutral as he possibly can, given the circumstances...

"Tcsh... You just ain't looking at me from a complimentary angle! I, think it might be cause of your height. Everyone looks uglier when you look at'em from below."

And, yet, he laughs through every word. Well, this little thing did not seem like it would be as much of a handful as John had initially anticipated... Back to usual.

imagine if i... threw another muse of mine at you...

( don't gotta respond if you don't wanna lol )

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❛ who the HELL are you? you look like a damn enemy or something, is that true?? ❜

It's shadow the motherfucking hedgehog. oh no.

-Tankman has to peer over the edge of the shitty countertop just to see where that weird smoky voice is coming from.

"You look like the contents of a barber's trashcan, but you don't hear me telling ya that now do ya?! All I do is run a bar."

The cracked glass he is scrubbing clean (as clean as the standards here can get) kinda does help in selling the point huh.

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Cap laughs at the alien's reaction- Heh, well if now that does not remind him of a certain someone. And also from relief.

"Well then paws off! It's as easy as that."

Quickly reaching behind him to ensure a bottle does not fall and break from all the sudden commotion, John seems to ease at last... Only somewhat, however.

"Eh, don't worry 'bout it. You're not that fine a piece yourself pal, it is all mutual."

imagine if i... threw another muse of mine at you...

( don't gotta respond if you don't wanna lol )

➤ @colonied

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❛ who the HELL are you? you look like a damn enemy or something, is that true?? ❜

It's shadow the motherfucking hedgehog. oh no.

-Tankman has to peer over the edge of the shitty countertop just to see where that weird smoky voice is coming from.

"You look like the contents of a barber's trashcan, but you don't hear me telling ya that now do ya?! All I do is run a bar."

The cracked glass he is scrubbing clean (as clean as the standards here can get) kinda does help in selling the point huh.

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John, was... Treading lightly, to say the least. Watching his moves, if you really wanna get specific. Not out of fear tho, or anything of the like. Maybe it's some sort of adventurous curiosity, maybe it was because of some odd amusement. And, finally breaking the weird silence-

"... Soo... Say, now what? Are you gonna kiss me or kill me, or somethin'? I'm, uh, sorta getting mixed signals from ya pal."

Cap keeps an eye on his trusty shotgun, just out of Shadow's field of sight... But doesn't make for getting ahold of it yet.

imagine if i... threw another muse of mine at you...

( don't gotta respond if you don't wanna lol )

➤ @colonied

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❛ who the HELL are you? you look like a damn enemy or something, is that true?? ❜

It's shadow the motherfucking hedgehog. oh no.

-Tankman has to peer over the edge of the shitty countertop just to see where that weird smoky voice is coming from.

"You look like the contents of a barber's trashcan, but you don't hear me telling ya that now do ya?! All I do is run a bar."

The cracked glass he is scrubbing clean (as clean as the standards here can get) kinda does help in selling the point huh.

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John couldn't believe the nerve of this- thing..? But, he chooses not to push it's buttons any further. Shooting a glance right over chaos' head, then across the horizon, seeking some witty answer to his question, to no avail... Tank shrugs.

"Hey, I mean. As long as it's keeping me alive, and shit. Don't you have anything better to do than give me attitude, eh?"

Although he allowed his tone to soften, his guard was all, BUT low. For starters, Captain was not even sure what was he looking at- This thing almost reminded Tankman of a 'Looney Tunes' character.

imagine if i... threw another muse of mine at you...

( don't gotta respond if you don't wanna lol )

➤ @colonied

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❛ who the HELL are you? you look like a damn enemy or something, is that true?? ❜

It's shadow the motherfucking hedgehog. oh no.

-Tankman has to peer over the edge of the shitty countertop just to see where that weird smoky voice is coming from.

"You look like the contents of a barber's trashcan, but you don't hear me telling ya that now do ya?! All I do is run a bar."

The cracked glass he is scrubbing clean (as clean as the standards here can get) kinda does help in selling the point huh.