DAMN MY SERIES. DAMN IT STRAIGHT TO HELL.

[shinnanigans]

For those of you who did not know, I’ve spent the better part of the last two years of my life in a flipping sweet space colony. Now, in said space colony, it rains at a perfectly modulated rate every evening at four o’ clock precisely. One of the nicer things about returning to Earth, even if I spent most of my time on a sterile white battleship,

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[im_impulse]

Aww, I'll give you a hug if you promise to not try and pilot me.

[shinnanigans]

... Bart, why would I pilot you? How would I pilot you? One control stick isn't enough for any good mobile suit.

[im_impulse]

I don't know random information always confuses me. But we can go and destroy random property after the flood to make you feel better?

[shinnanigans]

... your name is Impulse? I thought you were Bart.

I'm definitely up for property destruction after this!

[grilled2order]

Are we talking senseless property destruction or righteous property destruction? Because I'm up for the latter. :D

[shinnanigans]

Righteous property destruction, of course. Fueled by righteous anger.

[grilled2order]

Wonderful! May I join?

[shinnanigans]

Of course! The more, the merrier.

... and maybe it'll help tide us over until the rain stops and we can go after the tentacle monster.

[grilled2order]

Excellent!

And if there's anything more I can do to help you feel better, let me know.

[shinnanigans]

*clings to you*

[grilled2order]

You know... it'd be easier to have this manly hugging session after we're afloat. If you help a little, I promise you can hug all you want once the rafts are done. :)?

[shinnanigans]

'kay! Here's all of Auel's glue!

[grilled2order]

!!

Thank you! This will help a LOT!

[auel_fixation]

Y'know, normally, I'd pitch a fit since those adhesives are among the few things keeping me alive.

I better have a spot on a raft.

[shinnanigans]

You still have your markers.

[auel_fixation]

It's not the same, man. p.s. BANG UP JOB OF PROTECTING HER, ASSHOLE.