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[plyr124]

Guys. I'm so sorry for the lack of replies - it's been too hot over here which. Is not good for me! I've also been planning a trip with an offline friend, so in between dying and that, I haven't had much time to sit and reply. I promise I WILL do them though!

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Continued from here || @gyeong-suuu

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Nam-Gyu is just going to. Stare, at Gyeong-Su. Stare at him as if he just kicked him straight in the nuts. Then, he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Oh yes - he's surrounded by idiots.

"....You're hopeless if you don't know flowers are a living being. Plants are alive - how is anyone this stupid? You bring shame upon everyone around you. If it was up to me, I wouldn't recognize you as a person just because of how dull you are."

[plyr124]

heyyyy my boy namsu 😘😘

@thanos-legend

"If gay marriage was legal here, I'd marry you just to divorce you to teach you a lesson. I would never remarry you, so naturally if you get remarried to another you must go through the complications to your spouse on why you got divorced. It's Nam-Gyu."

And there's certainly no need for that! A pause. Then, he lowered his head. He realized how mean that must have sounded...

"...I'm sorry dude I don't know what came over me."

[plyr124]

namsu !!!!!!!!! i have your home address , i’m coming to visit you , bro !!!!!!

@thanos-legend

"I'm going to scratch my balls and pretend you never said that. And it's Nam-Gyu!" Unceremoniously, he hung the phone up as he laid back down on the couch. He isn't going to scratch his balls, don't get your hopes up.

[plyr124]

Nam-Gyu would pause. And then give a deep exhale. Great - wonderful. The act of not wanting attention drawn to himself only ensured he had more attention drawn to him! He could curse these dried leaves and astray branches. He paused, remaining still as he weighed out the cons and pros. On one hand, it'd be sketchy if he didn't show himself. On the other hand, it'd be worse if he did show himself.

Swallowing whatever pride he had left, Nam-Gyu raised his hands as he slowly came into view. Although the sleeves of his denim jacket were rolled up, advertising his tattoos, he didn't seem aggressive. Didn't seem like he'd hurt anyone - tattoos are not always for delinquents, anyway.

"Just me." He spoke softly, "...I'm not- you know. Just a dude trying to exist. I'm sure you're a chick trying to exist, ah? I won't hurt you. It's pretty fucking nice seeing someone else."

Even if that someone else happens to be female. But, he supposed he can let it slide. Not particularly someone he hoped to run into, but at this point any human contact is better than none. There's no way he's planning to protect her though, if push comes to shove.

"Your eye okay? Are you hurt?"

— — : starter for @plyr124 .

nam-ra was just walking around. a bandage wrapped around her right eye , which is a bit sunken and red underneath the bandage. she gotten separated from her group — well her classmates who managed to survive not getting infected. she hadn't notice snow falling down , too distracted by staying alert incase there was any zombies around. that was until she heard leaves and a branch crunch. turning around , she pulled out her pocket knife from the pockets of her skirt , she then pointed the knife at spot where she tried to pinpoint the sound.

— . . ❝ who's..there? ❞

[plyr124]

"What? Do you think the thing's gonna come out and show them what real food looks like?" Nam-Gyu laughed at his own joke. It's the absurdity that got him. No baby could be fresh out the womb and whip out some good food, but it's fun to imagine it. Even so, he'd still feel, moving his hand every few seconds in hopes of feeling something.

"At least we're being fed though. Even if it was dog food I'd be content." Because at the end of the day, food is food. Dying of starvation is no good.

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dark eyes narrow at the figure across the room. though there’s no physical barrier seperating the voters of ‘x’ and ‘o’, the simmering tension in the sleeping quarters makes it feel as such — and with the fast-approaching lights out, junhee wishes such a thing existed more than ever. her gaze meets that of player 124’s for just a moment before she looks away, swallowing anxiously.

[plyr124]

"I wish they didn't." It was more of a confirmation than anything else. One that shows a lack of focus - as his focus has wandered. He's never touched the stomach of a pregnant woman before, and he's even starting to wonder how a baby could fit in there. The woman next to him isn't as tall as the one he had practically hid behind during Red Light Green Light, nor is she a wide one.

"I recall the first time I got excited. Thinking of another dude." Nam-Gyu snickered, practically laughing at his past self, "I remember I cried, because I didn't understand it. One hand worked, the other was wiping my tears and snot. I'm not a chick, so why did I like them? That would be what I'd think."

The explicit details weren't necessary. There was no need for Nam-Gyu to recall such personal details, though then again drugs do make one a bit too open. He wasn't ashamed to share it, but later on he probably will be. If he recalls, at least. He probably would, or perhaps he'd be too embarrassed to acknowledge it.

"I tried with chicks. Multiple times. I'm great at pretending, though they always get on my nerves. Couldn't stand the bitches."

Nam-Gyu made a small noise, gently moving his hand higher, tilting his head as he leaned in. He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, glancing at her face.

"...If I keep feeling, will I feel it kick?" He practically whispered, as if this is a well kept secret.

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dark eyes narrow at the figure across the room. though there’s no physical barrier seperating the voters of ‘x’ and ‘o’, the simmering tension in the sleeping quarters makes it feel as such — and with the fast-approaching lights out, junhee wishes such a thing existed more than ever. her gaze meets that of player 124’s for just a moment before she looks away, swallowing anxiously.

[plyr124]

❝ 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩. 𝘪𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘸 , 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. ❞

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[plyr124]

Feel free to send me stuff BTW!! I'm working on a reply, but the Nam-Gyu braincells are beating up the Seo-Wan and Sang-Min ones so Nam-Gyu is all I can think about currently!

[plyr124]

"That's ridiculous. I'd never be baby-trapped." Nam-Gyu laughed, rubbing the side of his nose. It felt itchy, but it was also general fidgeting. He looks at the hold she has on her stomach. He doesn't know why, or what possessed him to do such, but in his curiosity he reached over, resting an oddly gentle hand on the top of her stomach. It was such an out of character thing for someone like him to do, but curiosity will always seem to kill the cat.

"Females don't excite me," there was no other way he could say it, "So there's no way I could be baby-trapped. I'm a very responsible man."

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dark eyes narrow at the figure across the room. though there’s no physical barrier seperating the voters of ‘x’ and ‘o’, the simmering tension in the sleeping quarters makes it feel as such — and with the fast-approaching lights out, junhee wishes such a thing existed more than ever. her gaze meets that of player 124’s for just a moment before she looks away, swallowing anxiously.

[plyr124]

No one's looking. Proceeds to immortalize this tag @kimjunhees wrote out 5eva

[plyr124]

Guys. Only a slither but even so. Guys.

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Nam-Gyu can understand why some would reckon what he does sounds boring. It's not for everyone, as he'd soon hear Jun-ho state that phrase on his own terms. Only difference is being a Club Promoter doesn't require any major qualifications, unlike a detective - but Nam-Gyu is content with his job. Because the more he works, the more he's paid. And quite honestly, the end justifies the means. Plus, he gets bonuses of money or sweet treats, so he can't complain.

He set the cigarette in between his lips as he held the badge as if it was an ancient relic. He made a small noise, tracing his index finger along it. He studied it deeply, even bringing it closer to his eyes to get the clearest look to it. He's taking his sweet time, wanting to beat down his curiosity about the visuals on a badge.

"Fuck man...That's actually really cool." He spoke, the cigarette bobbing up and down as he spoke, using his shirt to polish it off, at least the best he could, before giving it back to Jun-ho, taking his cigarette in between his thumb and index on his opposing hand so he could sigh out the smoke.

"Detective, my respect for you just shot up. You're cool, and I don't say that often." He doesn't, that is true. He's just desperate enough for a little praise or so. Because Jun-ho is mainly a detective, not a police officer. To Nam-Gyu, he doesn't particularly understand the major differences, but out of everything? He does understand that detectives are less scummy than officers, and if he's mainly a detective then that must bode well, and that's good in his mind.

Continued from here || @hwangjunh0

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"It's a club. A club without drugs is called going to Church." Nam-Gyu snickered at his own joke. Maybe it was meant to also be a subtle jab at Jun-ho, though Nam-Gyu wasn't even sure if it could be classified as a jab. If anything, Nam-Gyu wanted to praise the other man for it. It's a purity that's hard to find, at least in the troubled scene Nam-Gyu finds himself stuck to. It's almost cute. Almost.

The offer of a cigarette didn't go ignored. Usually, he would say no. Because usually, he'd have his own cigarettes, the tobacco typically laced with green. Nam-Gyu would never classify himself as a stoner by any means. It's a drug for pussys, a taster for the heavier shit. The scent sticks to clothing, the smell is a dead giveaway. Nothing good. But it would be enough to get him through when he needed something out in public. The tobacco is strong enough to cover the violent smell.

However, that looks expensive. And so, how could he say no? No one smokes for the taste, but damn he wants a piece of that. He wouldn't want this moment of smoking a premium cigarette to go to waste, and so he would accept the offer, taking the stick between his thumb and index. He didn't even realize he was tense until he saw how his fingers twitched and trembled as he took the cigarette.

"Don't mind if I do. Got a light?"

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"But only the fun ones include that shit." Nam-Gyu spoke in a matter of fact type of way, taking the lighter. He set the cigarette between his lips, using one hand to shield the flame as he lit up his cigarette. He lowered the lighter, turning the flame off as he'd grip the cigarette between his index and middle finger, exhaling lightly as he offered Jun-ho the lighter back.

"Thanos - yeah." He nodded, brows raising for a second as he took another huff. Oh yeah. That cigarette truly hits the spot, "I'm just a humble club promoter though, I don't just work at the club. I advertise, make posters for events, managing events....I'm so fucking sick at graphics. It's my passion." It isn't, but it buffs out his social persona. Though he does enjoy it, sat at his laptop on Photoshop for three hours just to choose a damn font. Normally, people would hate that - not Nam-Gyu. He'd probably be able to identify a font a mile away.

"...You're a cop, huh?" He never thought he'd be so buddy-buddy with a cop, and now look at him. Having a cigarette with one.

"Does that mean you have...A gun and cuffs?" He chuckled. Gun, cuffs....They're just items to threaten and control. However, he soon seemed to perk up, eyes somewhat brightening with interest. Genuine interest.

"Can I see your badge? I've only had cops flash their badge in my face briefly - I never had a good look at one."

Continued from here || @hwangjunh0

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"It's a club. A club without drugs is called going to Church." Nam-Gyu snickered at his own joke. Maybe it was meant to also be a subtle jab at Jun-ho, though Nam-Gyu wasn't even sure if it could be classified as a jab. If anything, Nam-Gyu wanted to praise the other man for it. It's a purity that's hard to find, at least in the troubled scene Nam-Gyu finds himself stuck to. It's almost cute. Almost.

The offer of a cigarette didn't go ignored. Usually, he would say no. Because usually, he'd have his own cigarettes, the tobacco typically laced with green. Nam-Gyu would never classify himself as a stoner by any means. It's a drug for pussys, a taster for the heavier shit. The scent sticks to clothing, the smell is a dead giveaway. Nothing good. But it would be enough to get him through when he needed something out in public. The tobacco is strong enough to cover the violent smell.

However, that looks expensive. And so, how could he say no? No one smokes for the taste, but damn he wants a piece of that. He wouldn't want this moment of smoking a premium cigarette to go to waste, and so he would accept the offer, taking the stick between his thumb and index. He didn't even realize he was tense until he saw how his fingers twitched and trembled as he took the cigarette.

"Don't mind if I do. Got a light?"

[plyr124]

- Ask/RP Blog for Kim Seo-Wan from 'Daily Dose Of Sunshine' and Ha Sang-Min from 'Killer Paradox'! Penned By Salem! (It/He, 21+)

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