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aventurine. ([personal profile] tactic) wrote2024-06-06 04:54 pm
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week 0, saturday, stream............

[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-08 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ boothill is totally unbothered by the leeches once he wades out into the stream. they won't get past his metal with their puny leech mouths. he'll keep them off of his face just because he doesn't want teethmarks on it.

once he's got his box secured, he takes stock of people who have already gotten their box open. blood? he's not doing that.

he tries beating the box. kicking it. he would shoot if he had any bullets. this box is somehow indestructible.

there are teethmarks already on the box. this is the only rationale i can come up with for why he decides to lean down, hesitate, and give it a lick.

DISGUSTING!!!! ]
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[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-08 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ if he grosses out an IPC member it was all worth it.......... except not really

he swivels his head to look at aventurine. he's not even paying attention to the fact that his box unlocks right in his hands.

menacingly: ]
You-!
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[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-08 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ something between a cough and a gurgle.

he swallows. then he goes completely silent, looking at the ground in horror.



completely monotone: ]


...Well, that ain't good.
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[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-08 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
... Nevermind that.

[ HE JUST. WON'T THINK ABOUT IT. AND MAYBE IT WILL GO AWAY? no it won't.

ignores it and glares back at aventurine. he lays his box beside him and he pushes himself to his feet. ]


What the fork are you doin' here, ya' IPC lapdog?
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[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-08 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
The Galaxy Rangers ain't the ones with hankerin' for displacin' people. Count yourself lucky that we're around a buncha' strangers, else you'd be under my boot right quick.

Now. Where the fudge are we?
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[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-08 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
You lot don't operate with no rhyme or reason.

[ boothill gives him a once-over.

... ]


Although... can't say I understand why you'd wanna play dress-up.
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[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-09 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah? 'N why should I believe you?
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[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-09 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he laughs! ]

That is true! Wanted by the IPC, anyway. Ain't much of a bad thing if y'ask me. And why's that?
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[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-10 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ boothill's mouth curves in a tilted, dangerous smile. ]

Yeah? That 'yer "luck" comin' in clutch?
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[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-10 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
The Galaxy Rangers ain't like you IPC folk. What one of us knows don't mean the rest of 'em know too.

[ he starts taking slow steps, just pacing while he talks. ]

You, though? I'd say lot of 'em know you from sheer notoriety. You are quite the daredevil, Aventurine of Stratagems. We got that in common.
Edited 2024-06-10 19:56 (UTC)
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killing me that boothill is being homicidal when they're about to be ROOMMATES

[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-11 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ barks a laugh ]

'Fraid it's a lil' late to be makin' demands like that. See, you were made my enemy the second you sold your skin off to those forkin' money-grubbin' muddle-fudgers what call themselves agents 'a Qlipoth.

[ spits to the side. ]
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[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-11 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Got me far enough ta' have a bounty that'll make yer head spin. I'll be just fine.

[ he sets his boot on a box near the shore and reels it in towards him. ]

You best stay outta my way.
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[personal profile] shirtbag 2024-06-26 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ HELP ME

boothill looks the exact same way, staring forward at nothing. during the ordeal, he crushed the glass of whiskey in his hand without realizing it. there's drink and glass shards on the bar under his metal hand, but he doesn't seem to register this.

he finally looks at aventurine, eyes wide. boothill knew about the conflict between the strategic investment department and marketing development department. what he didn't know is how big of a part oswaldo schneider actually played in aventurine's past—how similar they actually are.

slowly and with feeling: ]


Ho-ly fudge.

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