deviant stares (open)
Who: 1ntagli0 and You (Open)
What: Hanging around, being fucking bored.
Where: Around.
When: Now.
Warnings: Zinc has a propensity to be offensive and/or sexual.
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[ He hates this place. A bubble of infinite boredom where he has nothing worth pursuing and no projects to keep his mind active. He had kept himself amused defacing the town, but the novelty had worn off quickly enough. He is left to roam the streets and look for ways to make a nuisance of himself. ]
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[ But perhaps the locals don't appreciate that, hm? Quite sick of these interlopers, aren't they. Two men in masks... it's meant to make them equal, isn't it? Zinc is clearly of superior strength, and he isn't afraid to fight dirty, maybe learned a little from those precious little Fight Club meetings. If he breaks his attacker's knee, however, he might find himself facing an irritated mob. That's not very equal at all... ]
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[ Or maybe he'll just shut up and sit down, lying sprawled out on a park bench with a video game held over his head, blocking out the sun overhead. A package of candy lying across his chest that he picks at. At least some things can be relied on. ]
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[ And there is always sex. He just needs to find someone worth the effort. He's not very picky... Abandoning the mask in the cool of the nighttime air, he goes down to the strip to look for someone amiable to the idea. Perhaps more than one someone, he always did prefer a crowd. ]
What: Hanging around, being fucking bored.
Where: Around.
When: Now.
Warnings: Zinc has a propensity to be offensive and/or sexual.
ａ）
[ He hates this place. A bubble of infinite boredom where he has nothing worth pursuing and no projects to keep his mind active. He had kept himself amused defacing the town, but the novelty had worn off quickly enough. He is left to roam the streets and look for ways to make a nuisance of himself. ]
ｂ）
[ But perhaps the locals don't appreciate that, hm? Quite sick of these interlopers, aren't they. Two men in masks... it's meant to make them equal, isn't it? Zinc is clearly of superior strength, and he isn't afraid to fight dirty, maybe learned a little from those precious little Fight Club meetings. If he breaks his attacker's knee, however, he might find himself facing an irritated mob. That's not very equal at all... ]
ｃ）
[ Or maybe he'll just shut up and sit down, lying sprawled out on a park bench with a video game held over his head, blocking out the sun overhead. A package of candy lying across his chest that he picks at. At least some things can be relied on. ]
ｄ）
[ And there is always sex. He just needs to find someone worth the effort. He's not very picky... Abandoning the mask in the cool of the nighttime air, he goes down to the strip to look for someone amiable to the idea. Perhaps more than one someone, he always did prefer a crowd. ]