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Bestie English - best friend Bestie Czech - beast, brute, monster

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Found his voice claim!

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cosmic-gemstone​:

Qessyn nodded in agreement. “Yes. The people on this planet are violent, but there are also many here like him who have nowhere else to go. That’s why I’m here; I came here to help people who need help.”

She worked on his wounds in silence as she listened. “It’s very nice to meet you, Rost. Like I said, my name is Qessyn. The ‘herb healer’ is Naru.” She nodded. “It must be very far away.” She had never even heard of his species, or the planet. “What brings you to this planet?”

Indeed many of the planet’s inhabitants were violent. It was a wonder this Naru stayed here long enough to open a business, but he supposed it was like Qessyn said: some people couldn’t afford to go anywhere else.

“Work, like you. Work and wondering about the wider space,” he said. “I’m a bodyguard for hire, and I work in volunteer rescue services if a planet has something like that.”

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naturalopals on ig

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Kvaevetis is 18'

HEIGHT COMPARISONS || NOT Accepting

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Biglarge

what’s the first thing your muse noticed about mine? || Accepting!

BigLarge BUT only goes after immediate threats :D

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Elise: B-Big.. 0.0

what’s the first thing your muse noticed about mine? || Accepting!

He gets that a LOT ;v;

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More Headcanons

- Enku-Tal have special solvents in their mouth and first stomach used to help break down solid minerals so their bodies can utilize them. Stress makes these solvents stronger, and they can even affect metal given enough time.

- Enku-Tal are partial to strong flavors in what they cook. Spice, savory, tart, whatever would be appropriate for the dish. They also have a few local alcohols that follow this trend. Rost’s favorite is one called noakel drist, which has a smokey, earthy taste that many non-Enku find overwhelming.

- They may not be a spacefaring race, but the Enku-Tal have their share of technology. Seismic readers, tracking devices, energy shields, and boltcasters are some examples. Their methods of blacksmithing and understanding what stones can hold energy come into use with such devices.

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"Son of a – son of a gun, son of a freaking gun."

Popular Girls Prompts || Accepting!

Gleaming pitch-black eyes slowly squinted as Rost took careful consideration of the man before them. Besides what seemed to be a prosthetic eye, no other part of him seemed to be mechanical, at least as much as the Enku could feel. He looked down at Katie.

"He has no bearing of a weapon. How can his sire be a gun?"

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B( "they're bigger than me and im not sure im a fan"

what’s the first thing your muse noticed about mine? || Accepting!

"... I can always pick you up, at least then you'll be taller than me."

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what’s the first thing your muse noticed about mine? 

tell me what it is about my muse that drew yours in. physical attributes, mannerisms, appearance etc. 

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most popular girls in school taken from the tv show.

i said where, not when, you idiot.

what, did you suddenly adopt the vocabulary of bob the builder?

i’m sorry, doc, but i don’t live in a goddamn mentos commercial.

do you guys ever talk about anything other than, like, revenge?

we should probably go eat an entire meal and reorganize.

i’m coping. i’m celebrating. i’m copebrating. i’m celebroting.

oh my g.

we’re kind of in the middle of something right now, so if you could, you know, not.

god, i want to fucking murder you.

oh, you are a calm breeze in my fuckstorm of a life that i’m living.

are you gonna try to nickname yourself again?

note to self: corn dogs and mountain dew do not mix.

you look like a tampon that was dipped in skittles and vomit.

psst. psst. psst.

i want to poop here. whenever i want for as long as i want.

welcome to the new reality.

stop trying to force your full house references on us.

byeeeee.

but the “me” i want to be likes to curse.

i don’t really think that this is the kind of thing that anybody should be laughing at.

you were supposed to be watching the door.

someone threw a rock at me today.

why do you say “how do you say” before words you clearly know how to say?

om, nom, nom, nom. i’m hungry for lunch.

TMI but thanks.

whoa, i think i’m going to pass out.

well, well, well, sounds like there’s discord on cheer mountain.

i’m recording it on the DVR so that i can fast forward through commercials.

i didn’t believe that for a goddamn second.

you have the worst timing ever. we’re kind of dealing with a situation here.

jesus christ, is that a fucking gremlin?

i’m not saying anything. i’m just saying.

the answer to a question i never asked.

now where the hell is my nonfat skinny caramel hazelnut jamocha cappuccino?

the ghost of christmas past wouldn’t sell me anything.

it means whatever the fuck you want it to mean.

by a nap, do you mean ambien and a box of wine?

you cursed me out in the bathroom earlier today.

i think i know how to mix ex-lax into a fucking drink, okay?

well, i don’t want to be rude, but that story was very long and much more involved than i originally thought it would be, and i’ve had to poop through most of it.

just give me one second. annnd it’s on twitter.

i’m sorry, but why the fuck is everybody yelling over here?

no, write-in, like with a pen.

don’t erase my DVR.

so much technical jargon, jesus louisus!

that’s a nightmare. a nightmare i call my life.

and it can’t be me because i’m halfway through shark week.

what the fuck is wrong with you?! throwing hacky-sacks all around willy-nilly like this was the goddamned x-games.

don’t worry. i’ve got this.

oh, jesus christ, you’re a fucking trainwreck.

my ears will never be clean.

i’m trying to keep my stress levels down. i’ll explain later, but just know that i agree with pretty much everything you said.

i guess the only part of your plan that didn’t work was the whole goddamn thing!

don’t ever fucking cut me off again, do you understand me?

but if you put too much, then it won’t mix with the liquid and it’ll just sit on top like semen on root beer.

and that’s why i always say, “trust a decepticon and you’ll get burned”.

you think you can maintain consciousness for the next five minutes?

“not the best idea”? it’s a fucking ridiculous piece of shit of an idea!

i know you got your own issues, but we’ve literally spent the last three weeks talking exclusively about that.

hit the bricks, bitch.

we’ll make you an admin on our facebook page, include you on the google docs and start cc’ing you on all emails.

oh my god, i feel like it’s staring right at me. it’s like the eye of sauron.

never mind. posted, tagged, your life is ruined.

i wanted to play angry birds, not read wuthering fucking heights.

oh my, somebody’s gonna be walking very funny tomorrow morning.

is chiffon a material or a person? or both?

i’m in the matrix.

oh, well that sounds like a perfectly rational decision.

son of a – son of a gun, son of a freaking gun.

i’m glad this is gonna be a fair fight. like rocky and apollo creed.

i think you meant to say fudging poop-show.

do you think anyone will notice i’m bald?

you’re right. because a fly is an innocent creature that never knowingly did anything to anybody. you, however, i would maim.

how about i come back there and kick your ass?

if i didn’t have splash mountain coming out of my ass, i swear i’d rip your fucking head off.

you look up “bitch” in the dictionary and you’re gonna see my fucking face!

i just threw up in my mouth. please stop talking to me, and walk away.

you want me to say no, right?

because i’ve seen every single robocop, and i know how to take you out.

the only true happiness comes in death.

but in exchange for that, you have to watch a whole episode of glee with me.

it was barely a joke. it was just an insult with no laugh line.

i’m here to tell you two things. you’re famous and you’re welcome.

wait, why did you just answer a question that you just asked?

i ate the last bag of gushers while you were taking your afternoon bath, you dirt ball.

ew, it has a bloodstain on it.

that just made me think of something to put on my vision board! i’ll be right back.

this is pizza street, not a toddler’s kitchen.

i’m sorry, but someone like you wouldn’t really understand what i’m going through right now.

what the fuck is the wi-fi password?

i had to leave. i had to reinvent myself.

you have my full and complete attention.

wait, so is hipster a technical term for people who get dressed in the dark?

less talk, talk. more make, make.

what the fuck do i have to be stressed about? 

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Send “Word of advice...” and tell my muse some advice!

Advice about their relationships, about a particular person, about their habits or actions thus far- good or bad, anything goes!

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I thought that "the king gets into trouble by agreeing to grant a request before he hears what the request is" was a more well-known fairytale trope

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@belost-the-watcher

It had been a while since Rost was in this sector, but he remembered one man in particular quite well. Even with Admiral Silixus not being the one he was guarding, the Enku-Tal had enjoyed his conversations. With how often he moved around, being able to catch up with friends face to face was a rare thing. And so he’d sent the Admiral a message, and after a few back-and-forths, a meetup was arranged.

He’d only been waiting about twenty minutes when he felt the vibrations of a heavy set of footsteps, and turned to see Silixus approaching. The guard rumbled in greeting, just enough to sent a return of vibrations through the metal beneath his feet.

“Admiral. Good to see you in person again. Have things been well around here?”