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usmccigardad · 1 year
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With a buddy or on your own, you can not go wrong with a Diesel.
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ikaikaaaron · 3 months
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Diesel 10th Anniversary d.5552(5.5"x52)
rich, hearty notes of dark chocolate, earth, and roasted coffee and brought together by a mouthwatering, finish of dried fruit.
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mega-bluespower · 4 months
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Cigar events: Blowing smoke
Cigar events: Keep smoking
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Diesel
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blindmanspuff · 6 months
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Diesel Vintage Series Robusto Gordo - Blind Cigar Review
Diesel Vintage Series Robusto Gordo - Blind #Cigar Review #cigars #blindmanspuff #SmokeBlind
Cigar Info Just before the PCA tradeshow this year, STG and Forged Cigar Company announced the new Diesel Vintage Series. This new regular production line comes in 5 sizes, and uses a maduro wrapper. It was rolled like all other Diesel cigars at Tabacalera AJ Fernandez in Estelí, Nicaragua. The blend was a collaboration between AJ Fernandez and STG’s Justin Andrews. With Vintage Series, we’ve…
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pierkyn · 11 months
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Baldur's Gate 3 - Origin: Kalrach - Tiefling Barbarian
From the Community Update #20:
Karlach's battle history is written across her body in scars, burns, and tattoos, the indelible marks of a legendary warrior with unyielding resilience. After finally escaping from this endless war between devils and demons, she is determined to live life to the fullest. Or at least as much as she can given the unholy machine pumping hellish fire through her veins. This little present from the archdevil she served makes her a beast in battle, but if she gets too worked up, she'll destroy anything she touches - including you.
In the words of writer Sarah Baylus: “In a 2023 setting, [Karlach would] roll in on a Harley with shades and a cigar between her teeth, blaring Sabbath - a diesel-soaked dynamo with a heart of gold. She seeks justice for the oppressed, camaraderie, and revenge on the bastard who sold her to Hell.”
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thebunnylord · 5 months
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All I want for Christmas is …
Thomas: YOU!
Edward: world peace
Henry: an ornamental tree
Gordon: a Christmas special express where everyone dresses up and has a fancy dinner and listens to classical music. And for Spencer to do us a favor and put himself on top of the scrap pile.
James: a special red livery that’s metallic and is so shiny that it blinds on coming traffic
Percy: my two front teeth
Toby: new upholstery for Henrietta
Duck: a nap by the sea
Donald: a new snowplow
Douglas: a rotary snowplow
Oliver: I’ll take a rotary snowplow too
Emily: can I also have my own rotary snowplow?
Diesel: world domination
Daisy: makeup
Annie and Clarabel: a holiday on a nice heritage railway
Philip: that creepy looking snowman balloon.
Paxton: a hippopotamus
Rosie: roses
Duncan: an autographed rock and roll album
Sir Handel: a hand grenade launcher that I can use against George
Peter Sam: peace on earth and good will to men
Rusty: a new brake down crane
Rheneas: heavy duty earplugs
Skarloey: same
Duke: another nap
Spencer: caviar and high quality cigars
Sir Topham Hatt: ….
Sir Topham Hatt: would you guys be fine with a new coat of paint and a day off?
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hazel-of-sodor · 7 months
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Day 21- Rescue
Traintober 2023
Other Stories
Day 21-Roots
Rescue
They'd had to cut the engine's wheels off to move her. Someone had hidden her over a decade before, only to leave her to rot. When the work crews had found her in a long abandoned siding, vines, bushes, and the roots of nearby trees had wound their way through her wheels. It had been easier just to cut them off and lift her onto a flatbed, she was destined for scrap anyway. 60066 Merry Hampton would have once been an impressive sight, but the years in the elements had left her rusted and worn.
The A3 was silently awaiting her fate, lacking the water to even cry.
The BR foreman smirked as he lit his cigar, watching the crews prepare their torches. This engine wasn't escaping. The crews that had found her were locked in a 'meeting' with management and everyone else that knew of her existence was here.
He had looked up 60066's history out of morbid curiosity and this was a fitting end for an engine so plagued with accidents and mishaps.
The gas axes lit, and he smirked ear to ear as he walked up to the former engine.
"You know I always regret missing out on scrapping a steam engine, but it seems good things to those who wait. Well... People who wait, nothing good is coming to you." He chuckled darkly
The engine didn't respond, staring blankly forward as if she hadn't heard him.
He scowled, kicking the flatbed she was on. 
"You will listen when spoken to by your betters, you..."
He was cut short by the gates to the scrap yard were hurtled inwards with tremendous force. The foreman collapsed, staring uncomprehendingly where the gates had cut through him as easily as the cutter's torch. His ears rang with a furious whistling, a distant part of him recognizing it.
"STAY AWAY FROM MY SISTER!!!" North Western No.4 roared as he charged into the yard, the metal gates thrown aside like leaves before the might of a typhoon.
Chaos reigned as the Pacific charged forth, blasting scalding steam at anyone too slow to run. The piles of scrap and steel boxed them in, leaving them trapped in a long alleyway with an enraged steel dragon. Those who dodged him cried out as they were blasted by his steam, causing them to desperately try to climb the piles of metal to escape.
Several dodged behind him, hoping to lock the points against him, only to be met with the steam and might of the NWR's No.3.
One of the scrapyard's diesel shunters charged with a yell, only to be slammed back by a streak of red. He was thrown from the end of the sidings to land in the piles of scrap. The shunters who'd been about to follow him fled in the other direction, pursued with a battle cry by the No.5.
Amidst the destruction and chaos, the NWR No.2 rolled into the yard and buffered up to 60066's flatbed. His crew jumped down to connect the couplings and ensure she was properly secured. A particularly stupid group of workmen ran towards them, only to be blasted away by the blue 4-4-0.
Gordon shot up alongside, "Go! We'll cover you!" He shouted.
"Gor...don?" Merry managed to creak out.
"Don't worry little sister," Gresley's first pacific promised, "We've got you."
He spotted a group of scrappers attempting to sneak up on James and charged down the sidings again with a roar, scattering the men.
Just as Edward's crew finished securing Merry to the flatbed, James came around the corner pushing two boxy engines numbered 84006 and 84007 behind the flatbed. Edward's crew quickly coupled them then the two North Western engines set off with their precious cargo, whistling as they left the yard.
No.4's whistle was heard in reply as he came into view running in reverse dragging a peak numbered 44002 with him, the name Helvellyn barely visible on her sides.
Henry was preparing to leave when one of the scrapyard's small 08 shunter approached him nervously. He smiled reassuringly at her and allowed her crew to couple her to him. He then reversed out of the yard with a whistle and one of their engines, leaving behind chaos and destruction.
As one of the workmen ran up to the foreman and yelled for tourniquets, he only had one thought.
'How had they known?'
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corsairesix · 2 years
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I think the khans have a genre of stories that are “NCR comedies” that are something in between campfire stories and live theater. They vary in tone but the ncr is always the butt of the joke. There are stock characters that appear in various ones and fulfill different roles:
Maximilian: BoS soldier, stuffy, uptight, comedy comes from literal rule-following, denoted by a face-covering helmet (usually a motorcycle helmet if they don’t have a power armor helmet)
Margaret: high-level ncr officer, outright cruel villain in any stories she appears in, always gets comeuppance, denoted by military-esque clothes with a heart patch someplace on them
Publius: ncr functionary, better ideals but too sniveling to do anything about them, somewhat inflated view of himself, denoted by a tie
Villanus: Brahmin baron, they heard from Karl once that it meant farmer in Latin and thought it was very clever, always a bad guy, even to other ncr characters, sometimes works with Margaret, denoted by a brimmed hat and cigar
Diesel: rank and file ncr soldier, fills various roles, slapstick physical comedy, denoted by an ncr helmet (usually off one of regis‘s skulls)
Jack: ncr local, usually rural, comedy from frequent misunderstandings, can be a sidekick or a bumbling henchman, denoted by a straw hat and piece of straw in mouth, sort of a lesser version of Villanus’s costume
Trog: vault dweller, depicted as cave-dwelling creature that thinks it’s still pre-war, denoted by wearing blue
Cobra: generally a Vipers/Jackals stand-in, can be a hero or not depending on the story, no costume but carries a switchblade
Gwen: clever khan hero, witty, beats bad guys through trickery rather than strength, no costume other than regular khan clothes usually with patches
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hazbinextgeneration · 8 months
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(John) Doe Eyed Ch2 Doe Eyed
(This will be heavily based on and references the 'YOU LIVED Doe Eyed' ending from the game House Hunted by Mortisfox. Art and OC by me.)
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"Ugh...What a long ride, but I'm glad I'm finally here."
The first step off the bus and right into Sinister City. This was it. The first day of the rest of her life. The air was immediately filled with the sounds of other people talking, vehicles, and the reve of engines and car horns with the distant sounds of footsteps as people walked around her im front of the bus stop. Ah. It was good to stretch out her numb legs and sore back. She looked around her surroundings. Tall buildings and streets or sidewalks and shops and cars of all kinds with tons of people walking around. Definitely the smaller parts of a city. She coughed though smelling the nauseating scent of oil and exhaust from the bus behind her as the doors slowly closed and with a wheeze, the vehicle slowly pulled away from the bus stop. She coughed and waved a hand to blow away the smoke and shook her head. Well there's obviously not much to look at at the Grayhorse bus station. 
"I'm sure the inner city's more beautiful." At least according to the brochure Rose had sent her along with the map. Besides she should be getting to her new apartment. The sun wouldn't stay in the sky all day. Now where did she put that map? "I hope the apartment company was honest about having my apartment ready to live in. I'm so tired I could be a corpse." 
Now where was that map? AHA! Said gigantic map was pulled from a side pocket on her backpack and carefully unfolded to avoid tearing. Soon it was displayed in both hands stretched out nearly a yard in length printed right on it was the entirety of the Uncanny Valley. Hoo boy. It was..a lot bigger than you thought but luckily for her the map simplified the area she was in and even listed the name of the street she stood on... granted it was little and took her ten minutes of squinting to find it but she knew where she was! Pink eyes narrowed at the lines connecting to the Streets she was on before looking around at the buildings around her again stopping at just a small cafe across the street. A waitress was outside delivering a coffee mug to a happy looking man and she nearly crumpled the map. She hadn't eaten anything for a while. The plane made her too nervous to eat on the flight over and there obviously wasn't any food venders on the bus. Maybe she should grab something to eat?...Then again she promised Rose she'd go straight to her apartment once she arrived, and she was pretty tired from the lack of sleep and the stressful trip here. It might just be better to get home and just sleep in for the rest of the day.
"Then again...I do kinda wanna see the city. It might be better to look around first in case I get lost or something." Pink eyes looked up and squinted at the giant blue sky. A few fluffy clouds rolled across it but nothing suggested bad weather and the sun wasn't too far along the sky. "...I should have enough time if I'm quick, and it'd be better to get a lay out of the place." 
Plus she had a map! And a phone! So it wasn't as if she was helpless. She also could ask someone for directions! She should be perfectly fine! With a smile she half folded up the map and placed it in one hand. One other hand on her backpack straps, and off she started walking down the street with a smile on her face. The buzz of the city was present with each step her legs walked and different smells wafted with the different buildings. A cigar a man was smoking, food inviting people to walk into the different restaurants or step up to the few food stands on the street she saw, diesel from a passing car, flowers from a flowering bush she passed by- In a way all of the sounds and smells was comforting to the senses. Perhaps it was the fresh feeling she had being in a new place? Or the weight of the past being pushed to the back burner now? Either way the calming feeling was amazing. It made a smile spread on her face and a light step in her walk. Her eyes took in all of the new sights but every so often made sure to check the map to be sure of her location.
She was new not stupid.
However she was surprised when she somehow ended up looking up higher and stopped. Wait a second...This wasn't the right way. 
Gone was the smell of food random buildings and shops. In their places was tall sky scrapers towering high in the air with a few casting some large shadows on the ground and across the base of other buildings. The sight caused her to pause and blink around at the sidewalk she stood on. The building wasn't the only thing that changed around her. The people that walked the streets did too. The wide and colorful variety of people in different clothes was gone and replaced by the sameness of men and women in professional looking tuxes and suits. Most carried briefcases or papers and she saw one or two on a phone looking to be having a very serious conversation of some kind. Most everyone had the same expressions on their faces being serious or calm looking...Other than one tall man in a nice looking blue suit whom seemed to have a somewhat upset look on his face. However she didn't dwell on it too long and shook her head and looked back down. The map unfurling again in her hands. Where was she right now? Judging by everyone's looks this seemed like a business district of some kind but Rose didn't mention anything like that on her way to the apartment.
"This can't be right," a mumble escaped her throat. Pink eyes scanned the map in search of where she could possibly be. She couldn't possibly be lost right? It's only been an hour or two at most!
Was she on this street?...Or maybe this street here? The name of the street there sounds business-y ish. Pink eyes continued to scan the map in her hands, until something dark passed over the map. A cloud passing over the sun and blocking out the light. Or..it would've been that..If she didn't suddenly get a shiver down her back and felt like eyes were suddenly on her. Pink eyes turned up-
"OH!"
A loud gasp and yell left her throat as she instinctively lea back a few feet, the map pulled to her chest and her eyes coming face to face with a man. A man in a red suit coat. ...She blinked. Before shaking her head and looking at him again. The man was definitely an older gentleman if the grey hair was anything to go by. He was much taller too. Six foot pushing maybe even seven feet! He had literally bent at the hips to stare at her nearly eye level. Was he looking over her shoulder?! The thought made her grimace. But what was the most... strange was the expression he had on his face. A large toothy grin smiled at her widely and small black eyes bore into her own.
"...oh.. I'm sorry. You startled me," her slowly said lowering her arms and raising a brow looking him over. He certainly looked different from all the other people around you both. He wore a bright red coat with some kind of pink near the breast pocket, black pants and turtleneck underneath, and ... were those..heels? Her eyes darted back to his face as to not be rude, and she curled back a little more seeing he hadn't moved. "Am I...In your way, Sir?"
"On the contrary!," He spoke in such a cheery tone it made her jump a bit. His hands, which were previously behind his back, reached out to straighten himself and push back the hair in his face as he straightened to his full height and she just now noticed how much taller he actually was. "You're new in town. Lost and wondering. You need a place to call your own." 
He sounded rather... smooth and confident. Like he gave this line over and over again. It caused her to raise a brow to which he chuckled at. Who was this guy?
"Allow me to introduce myself." One hand returned to his back while another reached for the breast pocket by the pin on his coat. She flinched as all of a sudden his hand was thrusted into her face. "I'm Maison Talo, the number one REALTOR in all of the Uncanny Valley. I can help you find your dream home today! My card."
...She blinked slowly realizing the object in his hand was a business card. A brow rose looking between his face and the card before a hand of hers slowly took it from him and his hand retreated. A...realtor? OH! Yes. That makes sense. She supposed that a person like a realtor would be in a place that looked like they were nothing but corporate businesses. A glance at the card confirmed that. On it was labeled with his name and a series of numbers underneath. A phone number no doubt.
"Give me a call and we can get you set up in a new house. Today guaranteed!"
"Oh...Thank you?" She looked back to him. "But I think you're barking up the wrong tree here." She looked at him and held the card back out. "I already have an apartment lined up so I don't need a house. No offense."
For a moment it seemed like his smile strained a bit before straightening out and chuckled. "Hehehe. It's quite alright." His hand pushed hers lightly away. "Keep it. I'm sure you'll be giving me a call. I'm the number one REALTOR in Uncanny Valley after all." Both hands returned behind his back. "I've never had a disappointed buyer. You'll love the house I picked out just for YOU!"
She... slowly nodded. "Thanks. I guess. Hey. Could you maybe point out where I am here?" The card forgotten now, the map was turned around and held up at the much taller blinking man. "I'd appreciate it if I knew where here was."
The man, Maison she guessed, blinked a moment before smiling wider. "But of course! I pride myself on excellent customer service even to only potential buyers." His eyes glanced down to the map. "I believe you would find yourself to be right here." A single red nailed finger reached out and poked at one spot.
The map was turned back around. She looked. And she smiled. Hey. That wasn't too far from the address she was looking for! "That's great help! Thanks! Although..I probably won't be calling you."
"Oh we'll see. I'll be waiting." 
Then he just casually stepped aside from her and just started walking away. Pink eyes blinked at just how fast he walked away from her and in heels no less,  but she shrugged it off. At least she knew where she was now. Huh. But now the crowd had thinned out a bit too. Guess that was her signal to move on too. But first her bearings. It took just a few minutes for her to follow the streets and trace it to where she needed to go. THERE! That's where her building should be! It was only a few streets away. If she hurried then she'd be able to get there before noon even. Smiling the map was closed and the woman started walking.
A few streets later and she had finally found it. Her apartment building. The tall tan building was a few stories high and and had a large patch of grassy land in front of it. This must've been a more suburban part of the city because mostly houses, shops, and other establishments were around here.  It was nice. That just meant plenty of job opportunities! This was looking better and better by the second! A warm feeling of happiness was in her chest at the much needed change in her life. The first start of everything. She just had to find her apartment number which wasn't hard. Apartment one on floor one. Kinda simplified but it worked for her. The moving company mentioned her door would be left unlocked and a key would be delivered first thing the next morning so she should be all good to just walk on in. The woman walked right inside the front door and looked around her. There was a flight of stairs to the left, a hallway of doors in front of her, and at the very end of said hallway was the doors of an elevator presumably leading to the upper floors of the building. Finding her own door wasn't hard. It was the first door in the hall with the number one placed on the wall next to the door. This is it. Her new home. With a smile of excitement she instantly reached a hand out to grab the handle and turned.
.. Only to find it locked??
She blinked. The door handle was turned a few more times. It didn't budge. Only making clicking noises in resistance to her efforts and not opening at all. It was locked.
"What the-...HEY!" The map was dropped and left to flutter to the floor as now two hands wrapped around the knob and more force was applied to try and force it open. "What gives? This isn't funny." Using her shoulder, she rammed her body into the doors hard surface in a failed attempt to get it opened. "Open up!" When turning the handle and ramming into the door didn't work, she switched to just pounding a fist furiously on it as if someone was in there. "Open the door! I'm supposed to be here!" 
"HEY!" The pounding stopped and she looked up at an angry man glaring at her from another door. He must've stuck his head out hearing the commotion. "Knock off the noise! Some people enjoy the peace and quiet!"
"Oops...S-Sorry."
 The door was slammed back closed with an angry snort from the man making her since. Not a good start to her neighbors. But..there has to be a mistake! She was SURE This was the right building and the right apartment! So why wasn't it open?! We're the movers playing a sick joke on her. What now?! She needed to get inside or else she'd be sleeping on the streets! Or in the hallway! A worried hand shoved through pale hair worriedly. That wouldn't be a good idea. She didn't know the area yet! ....She better call that housing company! Hands quickly fumbled about for the phone in her pocket nearly dropping it. What was that number again?! Numbers were dialed and rings were given as she held it to her ear. Come on come on. Pick up! To her relief there was an answer!
"Hello. Uncanny Valley Apartment Hunters. How can we be of service today?," A woman's voice asked. An animalistic screech sounded out next which made her pull her head back.
She blinked. .. Must've had a pet parrot or something. "Uh..Yeah! I'm supposed to move in literally today and I'm locked out of my own house! I don't have a key or anything so what am I supposed to do?"
"May I have your name please?" 
"Fae Briar. I paid for everything a month in advance so I should be inside unless I'm at the wrong apartment."
Paper shuffling was heard and..was that a..blender?? Nah. Must've been a paper shredder. "Oh yes! Ms. Briar. We had a little issue with your apartment and it won't be ready until tomorrow. Our apologies."
"What?!" She felt like she'd been slapped across the face. "What are you talking about? What issues?!"
Some typewriting sounds followed by a loud annoyed sigh. "We've been having some issues.''
"Yeah? What issues?!"
"You're apartment will be ready tomorrow. Will there be anything else, Ms. Briar?"
Her teeth grinded together in annoyance and the grip on her phone grew. "No. Just ...Tell me when my dumb apartments ready."
"Of course. Have a nice day."
They hung up on her. And she stood there for a long moment staring blankly at the door. Before growling and grabbing her head as she let out a yell of frustration. GREAT! JUST GREAT!! She just got here and she can't even get into her own apartment she paid for DAYS ago!! What now?! She didn't have enough money for a hotel! She was lucky enough to be able to have enough money for the plane and bus ticket just to get here!! Her hands again fumbled with the phone in a desperate attempt to call possibly the only other person here who might help. However after twenty minutes of just standing there and calling Rose with no answers she gave up. It'd be better to save the phone battery just in case she needed it.
"This is just great! Just my luck this would happen!," She shouted in frustration. She felt like kicking or throwing something but she wouldn't resort to that. Instead she leaned defeated on the door and just.. flopped her arms uselessly to her sides. "Great. Just great. Now what am I supposed to do?"
There wasn't enough money leftover for a hotel, she was locked out of her apartment, and Rose wasn't answering her cell. There wasn't any choice but to hunker down here and camp outside her apartment until tomorrow came. ..her eyes wondered back to her map. Maybe there was a shelter or something else nearby she could stay at for the night? She bent down to pick up the map however noticed something else along with it. A small business card with- Oh. Mr. Talos business card. Forgot about that. Not like it'd be helpful anyways.
"Yeah right. I was lucky enough to afford this apartment. No way I can buy a house." Discarding the card once more the map was picked back up and opened as she annoyingly stared at it once more. "Right. Hotel it is then. I can get Rose to help me pay it off later."
So once again she set off only this time more annoyed than usual. And not noticing the watchful eyes following her. Down the streets she walked to no place in particular and looking between the buildings and map the entire time making sure to not get lost again. Soon she came upon what she thought was must've been the heart of the city. There should be hotels here right?
"Ok. Hotel. Hotel" her pink eyes looked around as she stopped. "Downtown areas usually have hotels right?"
Not seeing any forms of hotels, she looked back to the map in worry. At this rate she'd never be able to get settled in. Some great first impressions. She didn't notice the much taller figure approaching, until she felt something looming over her. She paused, looked up, and then squealed seeing Brady eyes and a too wide grin staring right back at her. Causing her to jump away.
"Lost? Lovely? You didn't call me, Ms. Briar."
She blinked. "Mr. Talo?" What the-...Where the heck did he come from?! She looked around before back to the tall man still smiling too widely at her. A shiver going down her spine. You weren't near where you last left him. "We're you following me?!"
"How silly." He waved her off. "No no. Dear buyer. I'm simply that good. Number one REALTOR in Uncanny Valley after all. I'm very sure you remember this. Right, Ms. Briar?"
"...How do you know my name?" Pink eyes widened as that fact set in. She never told him her name! How would he know that?!
"You clearly need a place to go and I have the PERFECT HOUSE just waiting for you to be inside it," he continued on not even answering her question. 
"Listen. I'm just looking for a hotel. Y'know...HOTEL." Fae gave a frown that almost could be a scowl at this point. This guy gave her the creeps. Who even was he?! She never told him her name and now he was suspected to follow her? "I can't even afford a house alright? I spent the last of my money getting here and I'm petty tired. So thank you but no. I just want to get a hotel for the night." She stressed out to him. Hopefully he got the hint 
He slowly frowned with a hum. "Hmm. A hotel." He seemed to be struggling with what she told him. Something was even creepier when he frowned then when he smiled which was shocking. Before he smiled again. "Oh. Oh my dear pooy buyer. You are so confused and lost I see."
Her mouth dropped open. "....Did you not hear what I just said? Even if I did agree to buy a house from you, I wouldn't have ANY money to buy it with! I might as well be trying to cook without a stove or any frying pans! Why would I agree to anything you're offering?"
"Listen. Just come with me and look at this lovely three bedroom home. If you don't absolutely fall in love with it, I'll personally pay for your hotel stay while I search for a house that suits your... personal needs."
She didn't like how his last sentence was almost a purr. But...If he was being serious about the hotel what did she have to lose? It wasn't like she could afford a hotel by herself anyways, and it might just get him off Fae's back. She could just humor him for an hour and tell him no once he's done showing her around. 
She sighed. "Alright. I will look at the house but-" she pointed a firm hand right at his face sternly. "-you better stop invading my personal space pal. Seriously. It's creepy."
"Perfect. Perfect." He said happily not even giving an indication to anything else she said. "I can assure you that you'll love this two garage domcile that's just STARVING to meet you!"
She was about to comment on his choice of words when she was abruptly cut off by the sensation of a long boney hand wrapping around her forearm, almost dragging her along as he quickly walked to gods knows where. She gasped at the grab and nearly fell over from stumbling to catch up with his quick pace. Maybe she made a mistake. Buildings and people passed by as they both walked like that. It felt like they had been walking for an hour in awkward silence, struggling to keep up with Maison's long and fast strides, when he stopped abruptly letting her go at the same time. She ended up colliding with his back before stumbling back a few steps, shaking her head, and looking back up at him in question. He didn't even flinch at that. 
"We're here!," He announced and tilted his head in expectation. "What do you think?"
She blinked looking around. Most of the big buildings were gone and replaced by just plain suburban homes and lawns. The house in question was in front of her and looked...just like a plain house? It looked to be a story tall, the standard size of a one floor home, with a garage, driveway, and cut grassy lawn. A 'For Sale' sign was mounted clear as day right smack dab in the front lawn close to the sidewalk. 
"....Oh. it's.. certainly a house?"
"Oh. Do you see something you like after all? I'm not surprised. After all this house is in VERY good condition." He sounded very proud of himself. 
"Um. It looks..Very nice." She complimented politely before looking at him. "But you don't seriously think I can afford this place right? This place looks way too expensive for me."
"Hehe. Quite the flatterer I see. I assure you the price is very reasonable and I'm willing to haggle greatly. The...'seller' is simply looking to sell fast."
Something felt off. Narrowing her eyes, she looked back to the nice looking house. Something had to be up. It was sounding more and more fishy like a scam by the second. There was no way she could be able to afford this no matter how much he haggled. There had to be a big catch. 
"Ok. What's the catch?" 
"Catch?"
Her arms crossed at this point as she deadpanned looked at him. "The house is haunted isn't it? Or was someone murdered in there?" She noticed his smile seemed to strain again after she asked that second question. Interesting. "Or is the owner some kind of criminal? There's no way it's this good unless it's a scam or something's wrong with the house. So which is it, Mr. Talo?"
".....Of course not. Nothing like that happened."
Ok. The pause was totally suspicious. A realtor was supposed to disclose that info to customers right? But this guy was shady and creeped her out from the get go. Something was definitely up here. 
"Simply come inside and look around.  No strings attached. You'll LOVE the insides.  You won't be able to walk away from a deal like this, Dear Buyer." 
Fae stood there unmoving looking slowly between Mr. Talos smiling face and the house. Something definitely wasn't right. The house looked plain but something was...off about it too. She just.. couldn't quite place it. The thoughts of Fae alone with no one but Mr. Talo too also seemed to put her on edge. The man was...too peculiar. It waved a few red flags in the air and she clearly saw them. But...She couldn't really afford that hotel either. Where was she supposed to stay? She didn't really have much of a cho-
"MAISON!!"
She flinched snapping out of her thoughts. What?
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU ALL DAY!"
A loud woman's voice called out somewhere behind Mr. Talo clearly angry. The man blinked for a moment before looking over his shoulder and seeming to both perk up and look slightly worried. 
"Ah. My dear provider!" He fully turned around with his back to Fae to now face whomever was yelling at him. "How are you doing this fine day? I've been doing rather well myself! Almost sold to a potential buyer-"
"Don't try to change the subject." Footsteps approached and a figure stopped in front of the taller man. "I tried calling you and walked around the city all day. You know we were supposed to talk about your 'selling strategies' this morning. I knew I should've just followed your lure but unfortunately work took up a few hours of my time."
"Ah. My apologies. You see I was a little preoccupied with a few 'possible sales' and wanted to keep the line open. I hope you can forgive me, my dear." 
This was...awkward. But perhaps now would be a good time to skip away without him noticing. But..why did that new voice sound so familiar? She slowly stepped sideways to look around Maison and froze on the spot when the new figure was revealed.
"You knew I wanted to talk to you this morning! You slipped away from me on purpose again. You know I hate it when you do that!" A red headed woman with blue eyes stood there scowling up at the man. "Are you trying to get me in trouble with the Mayor? He's already on my case about you hanging around the bus stops again when that's off limits to REALTORS." She looked over at Fae. "What's he going to do....if..."
She froze seeing Fae. Fae stared right back silently. Maison blinked confused at the redheads silence suddenly before raising a brow and followed her gaze back to Fae. Curious he continued to look between the two women as the silence continued on.
"Fae?!"
"ROSE?!"
"What are you doing here?!" The woman, her cousin, asked. Suddenly shocked that to see her standing there. "You're supposed to be at your apartment!!"
"I WAS!" Her arms were thrown up in defeat. "But then I got locked out and the stupid company won't let me in until tomorrow morning! What are YOU doing here?! I've been trying to call you!"
"I live here. You're locked out?! Who did that?"
"I dunno! The movers I guess! I can't get in and I couldn't reach you!" She then threw a hand in the man's direction. "And this guy has been trailing me all day trying to sell me a house no matter how many times I say no!"
Again there was silence before her cousin instantly scowled and slowly looked up at the man who instantly strained his smile wider. "Oh. ..So the dear buyer knows you?"
"She's my COUSIN, Maison!," Rose said with a deep scowl, "The one that I had told you was coming soon!"
If possible Mr. Talo looked like he suddenly wanted to disappear as he chuckled nervously. "Oh my. ..What a small world."
"Maison." A voice that sounded threatening with a growl escaped from Rose as she pointed to the house he had previously insisted on selling Fae. "Home! NOW! I'm going to have a VERY serious talk with you later!"
"A haha .. It's not what you think, Dear."
"I. Don't. CARE. You REALLY crossed a line this time!"
The two were arguing so loudly she almost didn't hear the rings of her phone. It startled her and stopped the other two into watching as she fumbled about to grab her ringing phone and hold it to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Fae Briar?"
"Yes. Who's this?"
"I'm calling from the Uncanny Valley Housing Office. We solved that little issue we were having, so if you'd like to go ahead and go into the apartment it should be all ready for you!"
Pink eyes widened. "Wait. Really?! That's perfect!" She smiled widely. 
"We apologize for any delays. We look forward to your business and remember! Uncanny Valley Apartment Company is dedicated to finding the perfect home for you! Our REALTOR free guarantee since nineteen ninety two!"
She rolled her eyes at the cheesy catch phrase before simply hanging up and smiling wider. "That was the housing company!" She smiled back to Rose. "I can go back to my apartment right now!"
Rose blinked before nodding with a sigh. "That's good. You should go straight there then and then tomorrow morning I can help you unpack and get settled in. Do you need a ride back there?"
Fae held up the map as her answer. "I can just use this to get back. It's really not that big of a deal." 
Rose slowly nodded before narrowing her eye back to the still nervous looking man. "Ok. But I suggest you go straight back now. It's almost dark. I need to have a talk with Mr. Talo here about sales." Mr. Maison looked uncomfortable now.
Oh well. Not her problem anymore! She had a home now. "Alright then. I'll see you tomorrow, Rose. Good night."
Without another word to Maison, she started stepping out towards the direction back towards her apartment building. It felt like hours before she finally made her way back through the city. The sun looked like it was just about to set within an hour.  She was just happy she could go home and rest her weary head and get off her sore feet. Following the map she made sure to keep on course with her route recognizing some of the places that Maison dragged her past. Alright then. Shouldn't be long now. Crossing a street, she looked at the route she intended to take. Passing her by was a random man- Her leg collided with another's and she stumbled a step. However the person who she accidentally tripped over stumbled a few more steps before stopping.
"Crap!" Pink eyes blinked over to the man whom blinked back to her. He was dressed mostly in black clothes and had unkempt long black hair cascading around his shoulders and down his back. "Sorry!" She held up a hand. "I must've not been paying attention. You're not hurt are you?" She looked him up and down. He didn't seem harmed. 
His eyes widened..and he slowly shook his head no. She smiled widely at him.
"I'm happy to hear that. Would've felt bad if I accidentally bowled you over or worse, made you get hurt. Sorry again. Have a good day."
With a small wave his way, she didn't give him another thought as she continued walking. Already her mind had forgotten about him in favor of getting home to the promise of the bed. The man stared at her watching her go...no one had...ever asked him that before. Or had been kind to him other than Ms. Ivy. A smile appeared on his face and pupils beat the symbols of love.
The apartment building was very quiet when she reentered it just as the sun was setting. Her nerves rising up as she made her way to the door. Would it really be open? She hesitated but grabbed it again and turned. There was no resistance and it turned fully allowing the door to swing open surprising her...And she smiled. The home was dimly lit up by the last rays of sunlight shining in through the windows illuminating the inside of the building and what little boxes and furniture was scattered about. It was peaceful and it was hers. 
She entered the apartment swinging the door closed behind her as she just stood there taking in the sights. Finally..Home. A backpack was dropped to the floor with a loud thud and tired footsteps approached the sofa in the middle of the room. She didn't give any other thought as she just threw herself onto the soft cushions. Finally. Peace.
Slowly eyes closed and she allowed sleep to claim her after so long.
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It was Colton’s first summer home from tech school and he was tired of following his Moms rules. He was a grown man but she was still treating him like a kid. She was out of town and his Dad was out in the fields so he took the opportunity to fire up a cigar. He had been introduced them by one of his instructors in his diesel mechanics class. He was a beefy bear of a man, quick with a smile and always had a cigar in his jaw. Colton was drawn to him immediately and considered him a role model - so cigars were a natural step. Colton had just exhaled a large cloud of smoke when his Dad turned the corner. He froze wondering how his Dad would react. The smile that spread across his Dads face gave him immediate relief. His Dad came up and asked for the cigar. Colton handed it to his Father dressed in his Carhardts and watched as he started puffing away. Colton was shocked as he had never seen his Dad smoke a cigar. As his Dad took a deep drag and inhaled that thick cigar smoke Colton knew this was a regular thing for him. His Dad slowly exhaled and blew the smoke down on Colton. “Don’t let your Mom catch you she fucking hates these things that’s why I only smoke out working. Next time come out to the fields with me and we can smoke together. I also have way better sticks than this” he said handing the cigar back to his Son with a conspiratorial wink.
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(John) Doe Eyed Ch2 Doe Eyed
(This will be heavily based on and references the 'YOU LIVED Doe Eyed' ending from the game House Hunted by Mortisfox. Art and OC by me.)
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"Ugh...What a long ride, but I'm glad I'm finally here."
The first step off the bus and right into Sinister City. This was it. The first day of the rest of her life. The air was immediately filled with the sounds of other people talking, vehicles, and the reve of engines and car horns with the distant sounds of footsteps as people walked around her im front of the bus stop. Ah. It was good to stretch out her numb legs and sore back. She looked around her surroundings. Tall buildings and streets or sidewalks and shops and cars of all kinds with tons of people walking around. Definitely the smaller parts of a city. She coughed though smelling the nauseating scent of oil and exhaust from the bus behind her as the doors slowly closed and with a wheeze, the vehicle slowly pulled away from the bus stop. She coughed and waved a hand to blow away the smoke and shook her head. Well there's obviously not much to look at at the Grayhorse bus station. 
"I'm sure the inner city's more beautiful." At least according to the brochure Rose had sent her along with the map. Besides she should be getting to her new apartment. The sun wouldn't stay in the sky all day. Now where did she put that map? "I hope the apartment company was honest about having my apartment ready to live in. I'm so tired I could be a corpse." 
Now where was that map? AHA! Said gigantic map was pulled from a side pocket on her backpack and carefully unfolded to avoid tearing. Soon it was displayed in both hands stretched out nearly a yard in length printed right on it was the entirety of the Uncanny Valley. Hoo boy. It was..a lot bigger than you thought but luckily for her the map simplified the area she was in and even listed the name of the street she stood on... granted it was little and took her ten minutes of squinting to find it but she knew where she was! Pink eyes narrowed at the lines connecting to the Streets she was on before looking around at the buildings around her again stopping at just a small cafe across the street. A waitress was outside delivering a coffee mug to a happy looking man and she nearly crumpled the map. She hadn't eaten anything for a while. The plane made her too nervous to eat on the flight over and there obviously wasn't any food venders on the bus. Maybe she should grab something to eat?...Then again she promised Rose she'd go straight to her apartment once she arrived, and she was pretty tired from the lack of sleep and the stressful trip here. It might just be better to get home and just sleep in for the rest of the day.
"Then again...I do kinda wanna see the city. It might be better to look around first in case I get lost or something." Pink eyes looked up and squinted at the giant blue sky. A few fluffy clouds rolled across it but nothing suggested bad weather and the sun wasn't too far along the sky. "...I should have enough time if I'm quick, and it'd be better to get a lay out of the place." 
Plus she had a map! And a phone! So it wasn't as if she was helpless. She also could ask someone for directions! She should be perfectly fine! With a smile she half folded up the map and placed it in one hand. One other hand on her backpack straps, and off she started walking down the street with a smile on her face. The buzz of the city was present with each step her legs walked and different smells wafted with the different buildings. A cigar a man was smoking, food inviting people to walk into the different restaurants or step up to the few food stands on the street she saw, diesel from a passing car, flowers from a flowering bush she passed by- In a way all of the sounds and smells was comforting to the senses. Perhaps it was the fresh feeling she had being in a new place? Or the weight of the past being pushed to the back burner now? Either way the calming feeling was amazing. It made a smile spread on her face and a light step in her walk. Her eyes took in all of the new sights but every so often made sure to check the map to be sure of her location.
She was new not stupid.
However she was surprised when she somehow ended up looking up higher and stopped. Wait a second...This wasn't the right way. 
Gone was the smell of food random buildings and shops. In their places was tall sky scrapers towering high in the air with a few casting some large shadows on the ground and across the base of other buildings. The sight caused her to pause and blink around at the sidewalk she stood on. The building wasn't the only thing that changed around her. The people that walked the streets did too. The wide and colorful variety of people in different clothes was gone and replaced by the sameness of men and women in professional looking tuxes and suits. Most carried briefcases or papers and she saw one or two on a phone looking to be having a very serious conversation of some kind. Most everyone had the same expressions on their faces being serious or calm looking...Other than one tall man in a nice looking blue suit whom seemed to have a somewhat upset look on his face. However she didn't dwell on it too long and shook her head and looked back down. The map unfurling again in her hands. Where was she right now? Judging by everyone's looks this seemed like a business district of some kind but Rose didn't mention anything like that on her way to the apartment.
"This can't be right," a mumble escaped her throat. Pink eyes scanned the map in search of where she could possibly be. She couldn't possibly be lost right? It's only been an hour or two at most!
Was she on this street?...Or maybe this street here? The name of the street there sounds business-y ish. Pink eyes continued to scan the map in her hands, until something dark passed over the map. A cloud passing over the sun and blocking out the light. Or..it would've been that..If she didn't suddenly get a shiver down her back and felt like eyes were suddenly on her. Pink eyes turned up-
"OH!"
A loud gasp and yell left her throat as she instinctively lea back a few feet, the map pulled to her chest and her eyes coming face to face with a man. A man in a red suit coat. ...She blinked. Before shaking her head and looking at him again. The man was definitely an older gentleman if the grey hair was anything to go by. He was much taller too. Six foot pushing maybe even seven feet! He had literally bent at the hips to stare at her nearly eye level. Was he looking over her shoulder?! The thought made her grimace. But what was the most... strange was the expression he had on his face. A large toothy grin smiled at her widely and small black eyes bore into her own.
"...oh.. I'm sorry. You startled me," her slowly said lowering her arms and raising a brow looking him over. He certainly looked different from all the other people around you both. He wore a bright red coat with some kind of pink near the breast pocket, black pants and turtleneck underneath, and ... were those..heels? Her eyes darted back to his face as to not be rude, and she curled back a little more seeing he hadn't moved. "Am I...In your way, Sir?"
"On the contrary!," He spoke in such a cheery tone it made her jump a bit. His hands, which were previously behind his back, reached out to straighten himself and push back the hair in his face as he straightened to his full height and she just now noticed how much taller he actually was. "You're new in town. Lost and wondering. You need a place to call your own." 
He sounded rather... smooth and confident. Like he gave this line over and over again. It caused her to raise a brow to which he chuckled at. Who was this guy?
"Allow me to introduce myself." One hand returned to his back while another reached for the breast pocket by the pin on his coat. She flinched as all of a sudden his hand was thrusted into her face. "I'm Maison Talo, the number one REALTOR in all of the Uncanny Valley. I can help you find your dream home today! My card."
...She blinked slowly realizing the object in his hand was a business card. A brow rose looking between his face and the card before a hand of hers slowly took it from him and his hand retreated. A...realtor? OH! Yes. That makes sense. She supposed that a person like a realtor would be in a place that looked like they were nothing but corporate businesses. A glance at the card confirmed that. On it was labeled with his name and a series of numbers underneath. A phone number no doubt.
"Give me a call and we can get you set up in a new house. Today guaranteed!"
"Oh...Thank you?" She looked back to him. "But I think you're barking up the wrong tree here." She looked at him and held the card back out. "I already have an apartment lined up so I don't need a house. No offense."
For a moment it seemed like his smile strained a bit before straightening out and chuckled. "Hehehe. It's quite alright." His hand pushed hers lightly away. "Keep it. I'm sure you'll be giving me a call. I'm the number one REALTOR in Uncanny Valley after all." Both hands returned behind his back. "I've never had a disappointed buyer. You'll love the house I picked out just for YOU!"
She... slowly nodded. "Thanks. I guess. Hey. Could you maybe point out where I am here?" The card forgotten now, the map was turned around and held up at the much taller blinking man. "I'd appreciate it if I knew where here was."
The man, Maison she guessed, blinked a moment before smiling wider. "But of course! I pride myself on excellent customer service even to only potential buyers." His eyes glanced down to the map. "I believe you would find yourself to be right here." A single red nailed finger reached out and poked at one spot.
The map was turned back around. She looked. And she smiled. Hey. That wasn't too far from the address she was looking for! "That's great help! Thanks! Although..I probably won't be calling you."
"Oh we'll see. I'll be waiting." 
Then he just casually stepped aside from her and just started walking away. Pink eyes blinked at just how fast he walked away from her and in heels no less,  but she shrugged it off. At least she knew where she was now. Huh. But now the crowd had thinned out a bit too. Guess that was her signal to move on too. But first her bearings. It took just a few minutes for her to follow the streets and trace it to where she needed to go. THERE! That's where her building should be! It was only a few streets away. If she hurried then she'd be able to get there before noon even. Smiling the map was closed and the woman started walking.
A few streets later and she had finally found it. Her apartment building. The tall tan building was a few stories high and and had a large patch of grassy land in front of it. This must've been a more suburban part of the city because mostly houses, shops, and other establishments were around here.  It was nice. That just meant plenty of job opportunities! This was looking better and better by the second! A warm feeling of happiness was in her chest at the much needed change in her life. The first start of everything. She just had to find her apartment number which wasn't hard. Apartment one on floor one. Kinda simplified but it worked for her. The moving company mentioned her door would be left unlocked and a key would be delivered first thing the next morning so she should be all good to just walk on in. The woman walked right inside the front door and looked around her. There was a flight of stairs to the left, a hallway of doors in front of her, and at the very end of said hallway was the doors of an elevator presumably leading to the upper floors of the building. Finding her own door wasn't hard. It was the first door in the hall with the number one placed on the wall next to the door. This is it. Her new home. With a smile of excitement she instantly reached a hand out to grab the handle and turned.
.. Only to find it locked??
She blinked. The door handle was turned a few more times. It didn't budge. Only making clicking noises in resistance to her efforts and not opening at all. It was locked.
"What the-...HEY!" The map was dropped and left to flutter to the floor as now two hands wrapped around the knob and more force was applied to try and force it open. "What gives? This isn't funny." Using her shoulder, she rammed her body into the doors hard surface in a failed attempt to get it opened. "Open up!" When turning the handle and ramming into the door didn't work, she switched to just pounding a fist furiously on it as if someone was in there. "Open the door! I'm supposed to be here!" 
"HEY!" The pounding stopped and she looked up at an angry man glaring at her from another door. He must've stuck his head out hearing the commotion. "Knock off the noise! Some people enjoy the peace and quiet!"
"Oops...S-Sorry."
 The door was slammed back closed with an angry snort from the man making her since. Not a good start to her neighbors. But..there has to be a mistake! She was SURE This was the right building and the right apartment! So why wasn't it open?! We're the movers playing a sick joke on her. What now?! She needed to get inside or else she'd be sleeping on the streets! Or in the hallway! A worried hand shoved through pale hair worriedly. That wouldn't be a good idea. She didn't know the area yet! ....She better call that housing company! Hands quickly fumbled about for the phone in her pocket nearly dropping it. What was that number again?! Numbers were dialed and rings were given as she held it to her ear. Come on come on. Pick up! To her relief there was an answer!
"Hello. Uncanny Valley Apartment Hunters. How can we be of service today?," A woman's voice asked. An animalistic screech sounded out next which made her pull her head back.
She blinked. .. Must've had a pet parrot or something. "Uh..Yeah! I'm supposed to move in literally today and I'm locked out of my own house! I don't have a key or anything so what am I supposed to do?"
"May I have your name please?" 
"Fae Briar. I paid for everything a month in advance so I should be inside unless I'm at the wrong apartment."
Paper shuffling was heard and..was that a..blender?? Nah. Must've been a paper shredder. "Oh yes! Ms. Briar. We had a little issue with your apartment and it won't be ready until tomorrow. Our apologies."
"What?!" She felt like she'd been slapped across the face. "What are you talking about? What issues?!"
Some typewriting sounds followed by a loud annoyed sigh. "We've been having some issues.''
"Yeah? What issues?!"
"You're apartment will be ready tomorrow. Will there be anything else, Ms. Briar?"
Her teeth grinded together in annoyance and the grip on her phone grew. "No. Just ...Tell me when my dumb apartments ready."
"Of course. Have a nice day."
They hung up on her. And she stood there for a long moment staring blankly at the door. Before growling and grabbing her head as she let out a yell of frustration. GREAT! JUST GREAT!! She just got here and she can't even get into her own apartment she paid for DAYS ago!! What now?! She didn't have enough money for a hotel! She was lucky enough to be able to have enough money for the plane and bus ticket just to get here!! Her hands again fumbled with the phone in a desperate attempt to call possibly the only other person here who might help. However after twenty minutes of just standing there and calling Rose with no answers she gave up. It'd be better to save the phone battery just in case she needed it.
"This is just great! Just my luck this would happen!," She shouted in frustration. She felt like kicking or throwing something but she wouldn't resort to that. Instead she leaned defeated on the door and just.. flopped her arms uselessly to her sides. "Great. Just great. Now what am I supposed to do?"
There wasn't enough money leftover for a hotel, she was locked out of her apartment, and Rose wasn't answering her cell. There wasn't any choice but to hunker down here and camp outside her apartment until tomorrow came. ..her eyes wondered back to her map. Maybe there was a shelter or something else nearby she could stay at for the night? She bent down to pick up the map however noticed something else along with it. A small business card with- Oh. Mr. Talos business card. Forgot about that. Not like it'd be helpful anyways.
"Yeah right. I was lucky enough to afford this apartment. No way I can buy a house." Discarding the card once more the map was picked back up and opened as she annoyingly stared at it once more. "Right. Hotel it is then. I can get Rose to help me pay it off later."
So once again she set off only this time more annoyed than usual. And not noticing the watchful eyes following her. Down the streets she walked to no place in particular and looking between the buildings and map the entire time making sure to not get lost again. Soon she came upon what she thought was must've been the heart of the city. There should be hotels here right?
"Ok. Hotel. Hotel" her pink eyes looked around as she stopped. "Downtown areas usually have hotels right?"
Not seeing any forms of hotels, she looked back to the map in worry. At this rate she'd never be able to get settled in. Some great first impressions. She didn't notice the much taller figure approaching, until she felt something looming over her. She paused, looked up, and then squealed seeing Brady eyes and a too wide grin staring right back at her. Causing her to jump away.
"Lost? Lovely? You didn't call me, Ms. Briar."
She blinked. "Mr. Talo?" What the-...Where the heck did he come from?! She looked around before back to the tall man still smiling too widely at her. A shiver going down her spine. You weren't near where you last left him. "We're you following me?!"
"How silly." He waved her off. "No no. Dear buyer. I'm simply that good. Number one REALTOR in Uncanny Valley after all. I'm very sure you remember this. Right, Ms. Briar?"
"...How do you know my name?" Pink eyes widened as that fact set in. She never told him her name! How would he know that?!
"You clearly need a place to go and I have the PERFECT HOUSE just waiting for you to be inside it," he continued on not even answering her question. 
"Listen. I'm just looking for a hotel. Y'know...HOTEL." Fae gave a frown that almost could be a scowl at this point. This guy gave her the creeps. Who even was he?! She never told him her name and now he was suspected to follow her? "I can't even afford a house alright? I spent the last of my money getting here and I'm petty tired. So thank you but no. I just want to get a hotel for the night." She stressed out to him. Hopefully he got the hint 
He slowly frowned with a hum. "Hmm. A hotel." He seemed to be struggling with what she told him. Something was even creepier when he frowned then when he smiled which was shocking. Before he smiled again. "Oh. Oh my dear pooy buyer. You are so confused and lost I see."
Her mouth dropped open. "....Did you not hear what I just said? Even if I did agree to buy a house from you, I wouldn't have ANY money to buy it with! I might as well be trying to cook without a stove or any frying pans! Why would I agree to anything you're offering?"
"Listen. Just come with me and look at this lovely three bedroom home. If you don't absolutely fall in love with it, I'll personally pay for your hotel stay while I search for a house that suits your... personal needs."
She didn't like how his last sentence was almost a purr. But...If he was being serious about the hotel what did she have to lose? It wasn't like she could afford a hotel by herself anyways, and it might just get him off Fae's back. She could just humor him for an hour and tell him no once he's done showing her around. 
She sighed. "Alright. I will look at the house but-" she pointed a firm hand right at his face sternly. "-you better stop invading my personal space pal. Seriously. It's creepy."
"Perfect. Perfect." He said happily not even giving an indication to anything else she said. "I can assure you that you'll love this two garage domcile that's just STARVING to meet you!"
She was about to comment on his choice of words when she was abruptly cut off by the sensation of a long boney hand wrapping around her forearm, almost dragging her along as he quickly walked to gods knows where. She gasped at the grab and nearly fell over from stumbling to catch up with his quick pace. Maybe she made a mistake. Buildings and people passed by as they both walked like that. It felt like they had been walking for an hour in awkward silence, struggling to keep up with Maison's long and fast strides, when he stopped abruptly letting her go at the same time. She ended up colliding with his back before stumbling back a few steps, shaking her head, and looking back up at him in question. He didn't even flinch at that. 
"We're here!," He announced and tilted his head in expectation. "What do you think?"
She blinked looking around. Most of the big buildings were gone and replaced by just plain suburban homes and lawns. The house in question was in front of her and looked...just like a plain house? It looked to be a story tall, the standard size of a one floor home, with a garage, driveway, and cut grassy lawn. A 'For Sale' sign was mounted clear as day right smack dab in the front lawn close to the sidewalk. 
"....Oh. it's.. certainly a house?"
"Oh. Do you see something you like after all? I'm not surprised. After all this house is in VERY good condition." He sounded very proud of himself. 
"Um. It looks..Very nice." She complimented politely before looking at him. "But you don't seriously think I can afford this place right? This place looks way too expensive for me."
"Hehe. Quite the flatterer I see. I assure you the price is very reasonable and I'm willing to haggle greatly. The...'seller' is simply looking to sell fast."
Something felt off. Narrowing her eyes, she looked back to the nice looking house. Something had to be up. It was sounding more and more fishy like a scam by the second. There was no way she could be able to afford this no matter how much he haggled. There had to be a big catch. 
"Ok. What's the catch?" 
"Catch?"
Her arms crossed at this point as she deadpanned looked at him. "The house is haunted isn't it? Or was someone murdered in there?" She noticed his smile seemed to strain again after she asked that second question. Interesting. "Or is the owner some kind of criminal? There's no way it's this good unless it's a scam or something's wrong with the house. So which is it, Mr. Talo?"
".....Of course not. Nothing like that happened."
Ok. The pause was totally suspicious. A realtor was supposed to disclose that info to customers right? But this guy was shady and creeped her out from the get go. Something was definitely up here. 
"Simply come inside and look around.  No strings attached. You'll LOVE the insides.  You won't be able to walk away from a deal like this, Dear Buyer." 
Fae stood there unmoving looking slowly between Mr. Talos smiling face and the house. Something definitely wasn't right. The house looked plain but something was...off about it too. She just.. couldn't quite place it. The thoughts of Fae alone with no one but Mr. Talo too also seemed to put her on edge. The man was...too peculiar. It waved a few red flags in the air and she clearly saw them. But...She couldn't really afford that hotel either. Where was she supposed to stay? She didn't really have much of a cho-
"MAISON!!"
She flinched snapping out of her thoughts. What?
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU ALL DAY!"
A loud woman's voice called out somewhere behind Mr. Talo clearly angry. The man blinked for a moment before looking over his shoulder and seeming to both perk up and look slightly worried. 
"Ah. My dear provider!" He fully turned around with his back to Fae to now face whomever was yelling at him. "How are you doing this fine day? I've been doing rather well myself! Almost sold to a potential buyer-"
"Don't try to change the subject." Footsteps approached and a figure stopped in front of the taller man. "I tried calling you and walked around the city all day. You know we were supposed to talk about your 'selling strategies' this morning. I knew I should've just followed your lure but unfortunately work took up a few hours of my time."
"Ah. My apologies. You see I was a little preoccupied with a few 'possible sales' and wanted to keep the line open. I hope you can forgive me, my dear." 
This was...awkward. But perhaps now would be a good time to skip away without him noticing. But..why did that new voice sound so familiar? She slowly stepped sideways to look around Maison and froze on the spot when the new figure was revealed.
"You knew I wanted to talk to you this morning! You slipped away from me on purpose again. You know I hate it when you do that!" A red headed woman with blue eyes stood there scowling up at the man. "Are you trying to get me in trouble with the Mayor? He's already on my case about you hanging around the bus stops again when that's off limits to REALTORS." She looked over at Fae. "What's he going to do....if..."
She froze seeing Fae. Fae stared right back silently. Maison blinked confused at the redheads silence suddenly before raising a brow and followed her gaze back to Fae. Curious he continued to look between the two women as the silence continued on.
"Fae?!"
"ROSE?!"
"What are you doing here?!" The woman, her cousin, asked. Suddenly shocked that to see her standing there. "You're supposed to be at your apartment!!"
"I WAS!" Her arms were thrown up in defeat. "But then I got locked out and the stupid company won't let me in until tomorrow morning! What are YOU doing here?! I've been trying to call you!"
"I live here. You're locked out?! Who did that?"
"I dunno! The movers I guess! I can't get in and I couldn't reach you!" She then threw a hand in the man's direction. "And this guy has been trailing me all day trying to sell me a house no matter how many times I say no!"
Again there was silence before her cousin instantly scowled and slowly looked up at the man who instantly strained his smile wider. "Oh. ..So the dear buyer knows you?"
"She's my COUSIN, Maison!," Rose said with a deep scowl, "The one that I had told you was coming soon!"
If possible Mr. Talo looked like he suddenly wanted to disappear as he chuckled nervously. "Oh my. ..What a small world."
"Maison." A voice that sounded threatening with a growl escaped from Rose as she pointed to the house he had previously insisted on selling Fae. "Home! NOW! I'm going to have a VERY serious talk with you later!"
"A haha .. It's not what you think, Dear."
"I. Don't. CARE. You REALLY crossed a line this time!"
The two were arguing so loudly she almost didn't hear the rings of her phone. It startled her and stopped the other two into watching as she fumbled about to grab her ringing phone and hold it to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Fae Briar?"
"Yes. Who's this?"
"I'm calling from the Uncanny Valley Housing Office. We solved that little issue we were having, so if you'd like to go ahead and go into the apartment it should be all ready for you!"
Pink eyes widened. "Wait. Really?! That's perfect!" She smiled widely. 
"We apologize for any delays. We look forward to your business and remember! Uncanny Valley Apartment Company is dedicated to finding the perfect home for you! Our REALTOR free guarantee since nineteen ninety two!"
She rolled her eyes at the cheesy catch phrase before simply hanging up and smiling wider. "That was the housing company!" She smiled back to Rose. "I can go back to my apartment right now!"
Rose blinked before nodding with a sigh. "That's good. You should go straight there then and then tomorrow morning I can help you unpack and get settled in. Do you need a ride back there?"
Fae held up the map as her answer. "I can just use this to get back. It's really not that big of a deal." 
Rose slowly nodded before narrowing her eye back to the still nervous looking man. "Ok. But I suggest you go straight back now. It's almost dark. I need to have a talk with Mr. Talo here about sales." Mr. Maison looked uncomfortable now.
Oh well. Not her problem anymore! She had a home now. "Alright then. I'll see you tomorrow, Rose. Good night."
Without another word to Maison, she started stepping out towards the direction back towards her apartment building. It felt like hours before she finally made her way back through the city. The sun looked like it was just about to set within an hour.  She was just happy she could go home and rest her weary head and get off her sore feet. Following the map she made sure to keep on course with her route recognizing some of the places that Maison dragged her past. Alright then. Shouldn't be long now. Crossing a street, she looked at the route she intended to take. Passing her by was a random man- Her leg collided with another's and she stumbled a step. However the person who she accidentally tripped over stumbled a few more steps before stopping.
"Crap!" Pink eyes blinked over to the man whom blinked back to her. He was dressed mostly in black clothes and had unkempt long black hair cascading around his shoulders and down his back. "Sorry!" She held up a hand. "I must've not been paying attention. You're not hurt are you?" She looked him up and down. He didn't seem harmed. 
His eyes widened..and he slowly shook his head no. She smiled widely at him.
"I'm happy to hear that. Would've felt bad if I accidentally bowled you over or worse, made you get hurt. Sorry again. Have a good day."
With a small wave his way, she didn't give him another thought as she continued walking. Already her mind had forgotten about him in favor of getting home to the promise of the bed. The man stared at her watching her go...no one had...ever asked him that before. Or had been kind to him other than Ms. Ivy. A smile appeared on his face and pupils beat the symbols of love.
The apartment building was very quiet when she reentered it just as the sun was setting. Her nerves rising up as she made her way to the door. Would it really be open? She hesitated but grabbed it again and turned. There was no resistance and it turned fully allowing the door to swing open surprising her...And she smiled. The home was dimly lit up by the last rays of sunlight shining in through the windows illuminating the inside of the building and what little boxes and furniture was scattered about. It was peaceful and it was hers. 
She entered the apartment swinging the door closed behind her as she just stood there taking in the sights. Finally..Home. A backpack was dropped to the floor with a loud thud and tired footsteps approached the sofa in the middle of the room. She didn't give any other thought as she just threw herself onto the soft cushions. Finally. Peace.
Slowly eyes closed and she allowed sleep to claim her after so long.
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Diesel Whiskey Row Founder’s Collection Boxergrail
Toro (6×52)
A very aromatic cigar. Brown sugar, black tea, floral notes, citrus, rye bread, liquor, caramel, hazelnut, cinnamon, espresso, vanilla ice cream, dark chocolate.
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One thing I do like about New York Central diesels is that (most) were given the grey lightning stripe on gray body or black body, as it was the New York Central’s unique patterning. It’s true that some E units, F units, PA units, FA units, and RF-16 units did get the cigar band pattern too, but those were few in number. Now the freight diesels did get the cigar band pattern and that made then stand out.
Now a good number of my TTTE OCs are New York Central diesels; two E units, two PA units, and two RF-16 units. And these images will provide Grantgfan with images of NYC diesels for him to use in The Genie Team season 9.
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Diesel Atonement TAA 2022 - Blind Cigar Review
Diesel Atonement TAA 2022 - Blind #Cigar Review @CigarWorld #cigars #blindmanspuff #SmokeBlind
Cigar Info The Diesel Atonement is the latest collaboration between AJ Fernandez and STG’s Justin Andrews, this time as a TAA exclusive. This latest cigar for the brand is described as an “unapologetically-bold, limited-edition.” Diesel Atonement comes in just one size, a 6 x 52 box-pressed toro. The blend uses an Ecuadoran Sumatra wrapper, Connecticut Broadleaf binder, and Nicaraguan fillers.…
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