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lapis de fiore 🌙 ([personal profile] crisantemo) wrote2024-08-11 09:01 pm

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wiseoldbartender: (Help me remember to forget)

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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-08-18 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
So the old fucker is still up to his spooky mind bullshit then?

You good?
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-08-18 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
It all seemed so real, I'm still pissed that it was actually all a dream all along...

The library in here is huge.
Even if he didn't trap us, I could have easily gotten lost in here for days.
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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-08-18 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Can't believe the fucker used the clown. Talk about a red flag. Still, never liked that spooky mind bullshit. It's why I didn't go.

[ Because he knows exactly what that fuckass spider would have used against him and he knows he absolutely would not have been able to fight against it. ]

Yeah. I only ever saw it once, back when I was still high enough to be allowed in there. Fucker's been collecting info for longer than most of even the longest-lived members have been alive. Except for maybe Zhongli.

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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-08-18 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Weird request. One of you needs to come hold Elliot down for me because he's gone batshit and he won't give me my saxophone back.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-08-18 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't have the strength to hold anyone down easily but.

I can let you borrow Igris...


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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-08-18 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[HE SAID IT WAS WEIRD. ]

I mean probably? I don't wanna fight him. He's got that weird rainbow bullshit going on and I don't wanna get hit by that. But he said he wants to fight me for my sax so, y'know.

Kinda necessary to get it back. He's real fucking tiny, just scoop him up. But yeah if you could come do that it'd be doing me a solid.
Edited 2024-08-18 20:49 (UTC)
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-08-18 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll be there to help.
But I really do have to ask.

..Why does Mr. Elliot have your saxophone in the first place...?

wiseoldbartender: (He may lay the queen of spades)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-08-18 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
He says it's some sorta brain thing, so probably? Kaisou bullshit, if I could put my money on it.

I gave it to him to take care of when your place got fucking exploded. He's got a place to protect instruments, figured it was a good a place as any to put it while we were effectively homeless. But now I can't get the damn thing back because he's lost it.

Anyway, thanks kids. Appreciate it.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-08-18 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Well...

We could easily pin him down I guess.
Or, there is another solution.

If you can get him to put it down, I could teleport in, grab it, and leave.

I'll just need someone to distract him because I Uh.

I don't do so well with the physical stuff, much less when there's light involved.
wiseoldbartender: (The little that I know I'll tell to you)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-08-18 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[RIP Lapis' swearing era. ]

Yeah, just figured it'd be outta harm's way y'know? Didn't think he wouldn't give it back.

...Shit Jinwoo's got a good idea actually. Then we don't gotta worry about him trying to take it back offa us. Maybe once it's outta his "possession" he'll chill the fuck out about it?
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-08-19 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Sounds like we have a plan, then.

Now we just have to choose a time to attack.
I'm ready to go anytime.

wiseoldbartender: (All the carrots)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-08-19 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
Shadow burrito works. I like that.

And we'd best move quickly. Before the little fucker hides my saxophone somewhere else and we never get the damn thing back.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-10-07 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he does not want to hit 'send' on this text ]


uh hey guys dont be mad but I think I messed up a little.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-10-07 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm fine, I uh.
Just.
Maybe with everything going the way it is, and...

...

I forgot to submit my paperwork for Leaving the Black Order so technically I'm still a member.
I got the prompt for this month's mission.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-10-08 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
...I think it's still on the island counter in the kitchen...
wiseoldbartender: (There's nothing anyone can do)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-10-08 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
It's a fucking miracle you manage to get outta bed each morning. Jesus.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-10-14 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
It just slipped my mind. Like. Entirely. Okay.

...

Part of me might have thought they would have just wrote me off because I'd said I was leaving so many times...
wiseoldbartender: (Of toothless little lions)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-10-15 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Shit, Kid. I know it's under new management and everything, but it's still the Order. Their paperwork is fucking iron clad.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-10-28 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
It should be taken care of now that the paper work is in. I'm sure I should be kicked out of that group chat before the day is over.

Thank you and I'm so sorry...
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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-11-01 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
You can't hear me but I'm slow clapping right now.
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Oct. 15th, sometime after the Zodiac post goes up.

[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-10-14 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ 'fishing trip' is bringing back some real bad memories of something that happened last year.
something that happened last year, in this month, too.
He feels a cold shiver go down his body and he's taking his phone out at a speed that's entirely fucking inhuman to send a text to the family group chat. ]


Husk, where are you. Where have you been.

Do you need us to come pick you up?

...Please answer.
wiseoldbartender: (All we want is to keep it together)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-10-14 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Husk is kinda just laying on the ground in Blue Fish Park. He's fine laying here, becoming one with the grass. It's not even that he died a fucking lot that's really bothering him. He died plenty in his part afterlife. That was just part of being a Sinner. You fucked up, you died, you regenerated.

Though admittedly he survived a holy death. That one's new. You ain't supposed to come back from that.

No, the thing that's really bothering him is the leftover memories. The hallucinations are gone, but the feel of the collar on his neck, the crackle of radio static and that fucking stupid asshole grin are roiling around in his head, making him feel sick.

He hears his phone go off and lifts it to his face to squint at the screen. Oh. Jinwoo.]


Blue Fish Park. I live in the dirt now.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-10-15 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Lapis isn't the only one sinking into shadow to to see the old man. He isn't going to let Husk live in the dirt, much less is he going to stand around and wait for the man to come home on his own.

If the man's feeling anything like Jinwoo did that time last year...

He's not surprised that he got here second. Lapis probably saw the message and rushed here instead of replying. Part of him is relieved for that.

Umbrella gripped in one hand, over his head, to keep the sun away from himself, he idles as he watches Lapis pick Husk up. ]


Hey, old man.

You're not a tree, last I checked. I'd rather you not live in the dirt.
wiseoldbartender: (And magic tricks)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-10-16 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Husk was happy to lay in the dirt. He was fine in the dirt. There was no space in the dirt. There were no horrible hallucinations. No one actively killing him all the damn time. There was just the dirt. The dirt was good.

He makes an unhappy catlike noise as his daughter picks him up from his dirt nest. She'll find his fur and feathers are matted with blood; some dry, some still wet. Most of it is his, but some of it isn't. There are patches of fur that are scraggly, too, only partly growing over burned skin underneath.

His ears swivel as he picks up Jinwoo's voice too, and despite the noise of protect at being picked up, he doesn't fight it. He's too damn tired. He's been running on high alert for four days and he just doesn't have anything left in him. Instead, he heaves out a sigh.]


I fuckin' hate space.

[As if that means anything.]
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-10-28 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I can take care of it. I can only take one passenger, so I'll meet you on the other side.

[ he's going to move to grip Husk, to take him from Lapis. He's not terribly strong, but he's strong enough to lift the big grumpy cat man, at least. ]

--Hold on, Husk. This might be weird for a second.

[ because it's always weird. And maybe a little uncomfortable, given things that Husk has already experienced. The feeling of sinking down into the shadows below your feet, and being plunged into an icy, cold darkness where you can't breathe.

But it only lasts maybe three, four seconds before they appear in the middle of their livingroom; the shared living space they all sit around in during dinner times or to watch tv. Warm, well lit, and not space. the most important part.

Jinwoo will shift to help Husk onto the couch as he waits for lapis to show back up. ]
wiseoldbartender: (You can cut yourself loose)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-11-01 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[His is vaguely aware of the sounds of people... of his family talking around him. He can't focus on what they're saying exactly, his ears are still desperately trying to catch the telltale sound of radio static to tell him that Alastor was still there. That he was always going to be there now, that he'd opened some stupid fucking door and trapped them with him forever.

But there's no Alastor. Just the weird icy cold blackness coming at him and he wonders briefly if he's just died again. That'd about track for everything right now. He closes his eyes, just... accepting it.

And then he's not in the dark coldness. He's in the warm, nicely lit space of their home, and he's sitting on their couch- soft and comfortable after the cold metallic surfaces of the ship. He frowns, running his hand over the couch, testing it out to see if it was real, one eye opening to peer around. He focuses on Jinwoo, that hand reaching out to poke him in the arm. ]


You real?
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2024-11-05 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ it hurts to be asked that. it really SHOWS what Husk is feeling--along with the look on the others' face. His expression flickers to something quiet and pained, and he reaches out to touch one of Husk's ears as he moves to sit next to the other, not touching him but
at least sitting close enough that Husk can tell that he's here, he's solid. He brings up one of his little flickering game screens, moving onto doordash, quietly flicking through pages to find a coffee place... ]


Can I get you something to drink? Eat? You look pallid.

And before you ask, booze is off limits until you get something in your stomach.
wiseoldbartender: (And find out to their cost)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2024-11-05 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[Husk rests his head back against the couch, staring up at the ceiling for a moment. Their ordinary, boring ceiling. Not the metal of a spaceship. Just a house. Their house. He feels Lapis take his hand, looking down at it absently. He gives her hand a squeeze once. Solid. Real.

But Alastor had felt pretty fucking real, too.

He closes his eyes, but immediately regrets that- because that blots out the house and the kids and everything that's actually true. He opens them again, ear flicking as Jinwoo touches it and moves to sit on the other side. So here he is, sitting between the kids, like a pathetic old man who's losing his fucking mind. He hates this.]


...Yeah. Right. Safe.

[He scoffs lightly at the palid comment. ]

I always look like that, 'm a tuxedo.

[Husk making a cat joke probably isn't a great sign. He honestly does just want to have a drink, it's been days and the detox is hitting him hard. He's desperate for that harsh burn down his throat where he can forget he exists for a while. But he knows better than to fight this one. He's in no fit state to get up and go looking for booze himself, so for now he's going to have to play nice - watching those screens of Jinwoo's move, eyes unfocused.]

I'll eat literally anything that's not freeze-dried astronaut shit.
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> super old backtag i wanted to continue

[personal profile] lowestclass 2025-01-03 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ 'freeze dried astronaut shit' is so telling to what kind of... horror Husk just went through. Wherever he was didn't even have proper food?

As Lapis glances at him, he gives her a gentle nod of awknowledgement, and he's going to switch gears from flicking through coffee to looking at actual food.
...Comfort food. The biggest bean and cheese burrito money can buy. With funnel cake fries to eat afterword.

Thanks to his weird power, the food arrives in moments, and he'll offer the food to Husk once they settle. ]


I don't want to parrot Lapis too much. But I'd like to know where you went, too.
wiseoldbartender: (Is just a test of your endurance)

weeee~

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-01-05 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Husk stays where he is, there's no excessive grumbling, no trying to push them off him or stop their fussing. He just sits, quietly, staring at the ceiling. When the food arrives, he takes it, rolling it in his hands for a moment, before opening it up and taking a bite out of it.

He chews quietly, before swallowing and heaving out an exhausted sigh. ]


I ended up in... fuckin' space, for some reason? Me and a bunch of other schmucks. [He tails twitches, uneasily. ] It had this... portal in there? This goddamn machine thing that opened up into Hell. I got sucked into it and that was... fuckin' shit, but then I woke up on the spaceship again and everyone was losing their shit.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2025-02-26 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
...Hell.

[ he repeats that word with a quiet... disbelief, and yet, it's disbelief in the existence of a place that could suck you into hell; not the fact that Husk was remarking on its existence at all. Whatever the man had experienced was real--he could tell that, just by looking at him.
The cat-like man was dour on the best of days, but the way he seemed now, he seemed exhausted. Drained. It was different. ]


Was there a reason for everyone 'losing their shit'?
wiseoldbartender: (Think of all the time you waste)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-02-27 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Hell. Not like the one from my past life... afterlife? What-the-fuck-ever. It was nasty... from what I remember. Which ain't much. It was mostly... flashes.

[Flashes of a bad feeling. Of something hunting him down. Maybe it wasn't so far removed from his past life. He gives a tired laugh, because he can answer both their questions at once, here.]

No monsters. Just us. [He takes another bite of his food, after days of freeze dried bullshit, this is good.] It made us... see shit. Hallucinations. Made us paranoid, so we attacked each other. The hallucinations made us do that.

[ His tail twitches. Fuck. He needs to- fuck.]

...I reckon it's about time I told you about Alastor.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2025-03-01 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ Alastor. He repeats the name in his head, considering it quietly before he nods. There's something about that name--it's not that he recognises it, but the gravity behind the way Husk spoke the name made goosepimples rise up on the back of his neck. He's sure there had to be a reason for it. ]

The name alone gives me a bad feeling.
I cannot imagine having hallucinations strong enough to make you ... attack each other. The visions must have been intense.
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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-03-02 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Husk's fur bristles at hearing Alastor's name on his family's lips. He never wanted this. He wanted them to never, ever have to learn about what happened in his past life. He always figured if Alastor did show up, he'd be fucked anyway, so why add a layer of dread in their lives thy never needed. ]

They were and he...was.

[ He picks at his food, appetite down the trash chute no matter how hungry he is. ]

...So in my past life I was... a fuckin' Overlord in Hell. Bad news. Had my own shitty empire, owned people's souls and everything. I was a bad person which.... y'know, I was in Hell so what do you expect. [ His wings droop. ] But there was always someone worse out there. And Alastor was that. Worst of the worst, all of Hell were scared of him. But my stupid ass was getting desperate, losin' power and decided that I'd bet my own soul in a card game against him. And...well, you know what my luck's like.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2025-03-16 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's a good thing that jinwoo agonizes over his own words before speaking them. always careful to consider what he's saying and how it might come across before he says it. otherwise he may have just looked husk in the eye and commented that it seems stupid to bet your own soul on anything.

nope that sentence is staying as inside thoughts.
instead he considers what sort of a person is, how bad his luck is, but how frightening a person Alastor must be for Husk to have even considered doing so. Losing all his power...
jinwoo isn't sure he'd have been able to keep himself from being stupid out of desperation in a situation like that, either.
he tries to keep the look of pity off his face. he ultimately fails. ]


You saw him, then. On the ship.
Was he one of the hallucinations, or did he actually show up?

[ he touches the handle of the knife he always keeps, properly sheathed on his belt. ]

If he shows up here, he'll have to go through us to even look at you.
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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-03-16 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Husk knows it's the most stupid ass thing in the world- to bet your own soul. His own memories are hazy on exactly how that deal went down, but he knew it was idiotic. No one won against the Radio Demon, no one. Why he thought he could is beyond him. He runs a hand over his face, glancing down at the comfort his daughter is providing him. ]

It was just a hallucination... thank fucking god, but. [Well, in for a penny... ] You know how we found our files when we took out the Order? And I burned mine? Well... there's a reason the fucker's kept me around even when I was causing shit for them. They were hoping I'd eventually trigger an Alastor to get awakened, because... I don't fuckin' know, they thought they could control him or some shit. They've been doing this in a lot of my lives. Using me as bait.

[ Which is to say that it was very likely that one day, Alastor could have shown up, if the Order would have been left to continue what they did. A concept that terrified him.

He expected their assurances. He knew it was gonna happen. It's the main reason he's kept this from them, for so long. He shakes his head once, firm. ]


You absolutely fuckin' will not go near him. He's one of the most powerful demons in Hell. He's murdered hundreds of Overlords. The only reason he kept me around was because he wanted a pet. And... fuck, I don't know, an example to the others that they could lose more than their lives if they weren't careful. Hell if I understand how that sociopath works. Either way, if he ever showed up, you need to stay the fuck away from him. This is exactly why I didn't tell you shit- because I knew you'd be stupid about this.
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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-01-08 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh god, she sounds so excited. The same sort of tone he'd expect from her if she brought a puppy home and asked him if she could pretty please keep it. And as he squints at the image, he realises that estimation isn't super far off.

He's going to let that sink in for a moment. He likes Jinwoo, in all honesty. He's proven himself to be a solid, good decent guy. Kind of a nerdy loser, to be sure, but he treats his daughter right and makes her happy, and that's ultimately what happens. He's been expecting this a while, really. This just feels like dotting the i's and crossing the t's. An inevitability.

But this is Husk, so he's still gonna be a snarky asshole about it.]


I dunno. Did you both get pedicures? They do that at the mall, y'know.

[ His tone suggests that he doesn't, at all, think this is about a pedicure. ]
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2025-01-09 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ maybe jinwoo was a little like a stray puppy, but listen, at least he had all of his shots and didn't have mange, right?

But much like a stray dog, Jinwoo doesn't have much in the way of braincells either. So he sort of stalls when Husk mentions a pedicure--and for an actual moment, he pauses. ]


She doesn't get her nails done at the mall. I think she'd sooner perish. [ --wait no, hold on, no, he can't be serious. This was husk, right? Jinwoo shakes his head and covers his face with the same hand the new ring is on. ]

--That is. Neither here nor there.
There's like a procedure with this sort of thing, I know, but.
I thought it might be a little old fashioned to ask permission to ask her but.

The fact that you don't seem mad feels like a good sign.


[ his voice is definitely getting slowly more quiet. ]
wiseoldbartender: (He doesn't play for the money he wins)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-01-10 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He is not the worst stray that Lapis could have brought home, it's very true! He watches Jinwoo's distress with open amusement. This is a great time! He snorts slightly. ]

Pass, I don't want some weirdo touching my claw fingers thanks.

[Why ARE his fingers claws? He tries not to think about it. At Jinwoo's quiet little admission, he rolls his eyes. ]

Damn right, you don't need to ask my permission. She's a big girl, she can make that decision by herself.

[His ears pin back as he's called out, pointedly ignoring this extremely true fact his daughter has just uttered. Instead he grins, leaning forward. ]

Oh yeah, thanks for reminding me. I told you so.
Edited 2025-01-10 20:06 (UTC)
wiseoldbartender: (He don't play for respect)

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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-01-25 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
What does it mean when you dream

About a dong


A dong with string.


Red string dong.


[Husk it's 7am. ]
wiseoldbartender: (Hides the razor blade)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-01-25 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Noooooo this isn't coming out the way he wants it to. ]

I know I like men. That's not the point.

This was IMPORTANT.


[Fuck, why can't he articulate this the way he wants to? ]

The dong. Had red string.

Important dong.


[Yeah, that cleared everything up. ]
wiseoldbartender: (And magic tricks)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-01-25 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Husk puts his face in his hands, whining. No. Fuck. He can see it clear as day in his head but he can't articulate what he needs to say at all. What the fuck is this? He's an old man, he just wants to rest. ]

RED STRING DONG!!!

I had a dream!! And it was IMPORTANT. Felt really important!

Not right now this ain't about that! It's about.

It's about the dong.
wiseoldbartender: (You can cut yourself loose)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-01-25 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[He needs her to understand about the dong and she's NOT understanding about the dong. ]

It's not that! I didn't wanna do anything with the dong.

It was just important!

Fuck this ain't coming out right.
wiseoldbartender: (We all know that we're just born to die)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-01-26 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
I dunno.

It just FEELS important. Like someone is trying to tell me something.

...About the dong.


I know that sounds batshit.
Edited 2025-01-26 20:15 (UTC)
wiseoldbartender: (Fortune sailed away)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-02-06 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
I just

...

You know what, sure. Maybe coffee will help. I sure as shit ain't going back to sleep after that.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2025-02-26 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ welp thats all the convincing he needs
he's up and out of bed in a few minutes and, thanks to his handy-dandy instant-doordash power, he's got a nice hot vanilla latte out and ready to give to husk as he goes to find him in his own room. ]


Knock knock. Please have pants on, abeoji.
wiseoldbartender: (And magic tricks)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-02-27 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Husk is, at least, wearing pants. Would he do this for most people? No. But he will do this for Jinwoo. He's wearing pyjama pants, sitting on the edge of his bed, looking confused and miserable. ]

M'here. I'm wearing pants.

[ His fur is more ruffled than usual from sleep, he looks up as Jinwoo enters. ]

I picked the wrong fuckin' month to cut back on the drinking.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2025-03-01 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ ...he'd never say it because he's still the most awkward man alive, but even if Husk was technically his dad-in-law, he can't help but let the thought that he looked like a cute ruffled kitty pass his brain as they come into the room to see him, Jinwoo moving to sit on the end of the bed with a somewhat crooked smile on his face. ]

I agree with Lapis.
I actually think a drink may have made whatever you saw worse.

The most intense dreams for me always come after I've spent a night drinking...
wiseoldbartender: (To let go by)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-03-02 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[He lets out the usual grumbly noise he makes when his beloved family start making sense at him, like the terrible people they are. It's probably good that Jinwoo keeps his thoughts inside his head because that would not have ended well for him. As is, he'll put up with their fussing with minimal whining, his tail flicking idly in annoyance at this all. ]

Fuckin' fine, you don't gotta make so much sense about it. [He scrubs a hand over his face.] I didn't like that. My luck's shit enough without me learning what's coming in advance. [He casts a look at Jinwoo. ] How the fuck do you cope with that all the damn time? It's dogshit.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2025-01-25 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ its 7am

he doesnt have thoughts

he hits a button
and then goes back to sleep

he'll deal with the concequences later ]


wiseoldbartender: (I need to scream and ball)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-01-25 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
No you're not liSTENING

Jinwoo don't go back to sleep the dong's important. Jinwoo please you understand.
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2025-02-05 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ sadly he goes
right back to sleep

and will answer about an hour later
barely having remembered sending him the response in the first place... ]


sorry i fell asleep lol
im trying to understand
i really am
are you ... having visions
i have them too sometimes but i cant say ive ever seen a.
dong. stringdong.
wiseoldbartender: (Turn a blind eye fight or run)

[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-02-06 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Why did you do this to him? Don't you LOVE him??? He's gonna be YOUR dad now too :( :( ]

YES!!! Fuckin

VISIONS

Of dong

And a red string!!!
wiseoldbartender: (All this misery makes it hard to deny)

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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-05-17 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh look, it's the family patriarch, and he has a small, werid-looking pig with him. ]

So we got a pig now. It ain't a normal pig, obviously, he's from my past life so he's... a fuckin'... demon pig. His name's Fat Nuggets. He was owned by someone [ Husk pauses, his ears flicking back, tail twitching as he pats the pig on the top of his little head ] ... important to me. I found in him that goodwill place and I figured he'd never let me hear the end of it if he ever shows up here and finds out I didn't pick up his stupid fucking pig.

So yeah. Pig now. Don't let the other things eat him.
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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-05-17 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[There are no feelings. He doesn't feel feelings. This is totally fine and he's not sad about Angel at all, wow?? ]

Good. He'd probably fuck up someone's digestive tract anyway.

[ He pats the pig again, because... that's a good question. ]

I dunno what Angel used to give him. He just lived inside in his room with him. Little fucker kept stealing my bar cherries though. [ And yet Husk continued to let him do so. This pig is the size of a chihuahua, he could have just put them up high, AND YET.]

There's probably some... pig food or something at the pet place?
Edited 2025-05-17 16:33 (UTC)
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[personal profile] lowestclass 2025-05-17 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
...Ah.
I've actually seen a number of videos online where people keep small pigs just the same as they do dogs. They can be potty trained and everything, apparently? So this is fine.
Our house came with a nice yard, too, and it's a shame that only Stone sits out there alone most days. [ you know, the giant fucking rock that sits outside in the garden, happy as can be among the flowers and grass. ]

We could make a nice little pen for him to hang out in on nice days so he's not always cooped up inside...

As for food. Uhm.
Can't pigs eat almost anything...?
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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-05-18 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I mean... I don't remember Niffty bitching about having to clean up pig shit, so I'm guessing he was housebroken?

[ Yes, Husk did pick up the damn pig without actually thinking about it first. It was reckless move, but what was he supposed to do? Let Angel's pig go to a stranger?

Not that he gives a shit, of course. ]


...I can't believe we're still letting you name shit. And yeah, the pen's a good idea. We can work with that, thanks kid.

I guess so? He's a demon pig so I guess that's doubly so?
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[personal profile] wiseoldbartender 2025-05-18 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't give a shit about Angel and his stupid pig at all!! No sir!!! ]

Thanks, kid. I'd help but-

[ The luck is worse. It might spontaneously combust!!! ]

Yeah, that works. I don't think he's all that fussy, so it should be easy enough to make him happy. That fuckin' spider spoiled him rotten but I ain't giving him like... back massages or whatever the fuck Angel did with him.