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findroleplay · 10 months
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a new roleplay partner search!🥸
hii people, im here searching for some new roleplay partners. please be 20+, i am an adult. im searching for wlw, mlm, and anything in between them. trans characters, nonbinary characters, all characters. anything that isnt wlm (fxm), im okay with.
how i roleplay & how id like my partner to
i write multipara, third person only. my responses tend to depend on if we click ooc, im not rushing to reply to someone who doesn't click with me. a big part of roleplaying is to get to know your roleplay partner and treat the roleplay as a shared activity instead of a chore/assignment. id like it if my partner and i could chat outside of roleplaying, instead of treating it like such. pinterest boards, playlists, headcanons, are all things im interested in doing. im big on world building and character immersive roleplays.
what id like to roleplay & fandoms i like
some tropes/dynamics i would like to test out are: jerks that only have each other [ us against the world troupe, evil idiots who are mean to everyone but each other, etc ], the leader and right hand man [ ceo & coo; the mafia leader & trusted hit man, “i give them what they need instead of what they want”; bonus if they’re evil, bonus bonus if only one’s evil and the other just goes with the flow lol ], rivals to lovers [ enemies at first sight, bullies but only to each other, competing idiots who fall in love, etc. i love ABO plots as well, i have a few myself id love to try as well. 
my fandoms include: harry potter, kpop, disney, gravity falls, adventure time, fairy tales, fallout, the walking dead, lord of the rings, star wars, star trek, cyberpunk, JJK, and many more just ask. i dont like playing as a canon character against someones original character. i do ocxoc or ccxcc.
where to find me!
you can leave a like and ill message you (:
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diresang · 2 months
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ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ᴀᴛ ʀᴏᴄᴋ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ! ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ. ♠
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ode-of-odr · 4 months
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A study of a DEEPLY TRAUMATIZING past and one’s desire to be more than what one was intended to be. What strength is needed to overcome one’s nature? To strive for GOODNESS and still crave BLOOD.
Independent fandomless OC with many verses including Fallout 4, Skyrim, Dragon Age, Baldur's Gate 3, General Faerun verse, and Western/ Red Dead verse. And more!
renovated December 2023
21+ only Minors DNI
selective
sporadic activity
Triggering themes
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grandgrief · 22 days
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📼🛰️🔧
INDEPENDENT FANDOMLESS OC RP BLOG ft. SITCOM / SCI-FI INFLUENCES
In the *not-too-distant* future...
INTERPLAN Command seeks to study fringe phenomena and kickstart exploration on other worlds! Technician NERO however, attempts to pass the time.
🚧⁉️💣
RULES | ABOUT | VERSES
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Power Armor Punch Part Sixty Six
Gardio: I thought I heard some movement on the roof. *tinkering with the pin from his tie. Making it into a tiny knife he can use in self defense*
Lucille: Either that or she ran off again. This is a very common thing with her.
Ma: (Heavy sigh as she leans on the wall) “Yeah, there really was nothing anyone could do when she decided to run off back in the day. She was too fast for her friends and any adult who could spare the time to chase her down, even if they had a car. So we just… let her do her thing and hoped she’d return before dark.” (Small scoff) “Sounds irresponsible of us, I know…”
Teshteal: *shakes his head sadly*
Joyce: (Studies her boyfriends face, returning that somber look as she clutches both of his hands)
Teshteal: Don't worry... The moment I sense she wants to kill me, I'll run as fast as I can. *shrugs with a sheepish but almost forced grin* Not that it'll help much- at least it's something.
Jasmine: (Knows that her biological rapid healing abilities get stronger when she’s in direct sunlight, kinda like she’s a human solar panel. And she heard a doctor in the vault bitching one time about another expensive procedure that was given to her that requires her to recharge under the sun. The doctor was going on how it wasn’t that necessary as she already has other healing factors, but he was ignored and she was pumped with more sedatives and whatnot)
Nick: *checked out into a book he has on file since she's calm. He's keeping an eye on her, though. It can't be all Jas all the time in his head or he'll go mad. Even parents need a break from their kids*
Jasmine: (Curls up against Nick like a kitten who just found a warm and cozy spot under the sun with her back to the light, partly closing her eyes as she does the little kneading motion she always does when she’s content. Her position is inefficient for healing as her most severe wounds are on her front side, but she wants to snuggle right now)
Gardio: *frowns* They didn't at least scold her for running off?
Lucille: *rolls her eyes* I don't think she has enough respect for others to actually LISTEN. I'm almost twice her age and she thinks it's okay to tell me off, swearing included.
Ma: (To Gardio) “Believe me, we tried to get it through her spunky little head that it was dangerous stunt to pull off, but she was convinced that she was fine on her own so it bounced right off her. And as for disciplinary measures, well there wasn’t much they could do when she was already doing all the chores and taking care of her siblings like a mini parent. What more could they add to that?” (To Lucille) “The swearing is new, I’ve never heard her do that before. But telling off other adults she definitely did, especially when she deemed something unfair.”
Lucille: I would say she's rebellious but honestly there comes a time when it's outright disrespect.
Gardio: I'd have to agree... *frowning still at the fact she was left to take care of her siblings despite literally being 9* I shouldn't judge because of what she's been through but so far she seems pretty rude when she's not hiding or running off. *clucks and shakes his head in disappointment*
Joyce: (Still looks so worried for him, a million “what if” running through her head)
Teshteal: *keeps smiling. It looks more and more forced by the second. He wishes she'd stop worrying about him. He's nothing after all...*
Donovan: (Yawns and stretches out on his bed, rubbing both of his eyes out of habit despite having an eyepatch. He blinks, frowning when he remembers the previous nights disturbing events, how he had to try and talk down Rosie…)
Ma: (Nods her head sadly) “Yes, that’s what’s worrying me. She’s not acting like herself at all. Little Rosalinda used to be somewhat reasonable and respectful, even when she had a good reason to rebel or haughtily toss her hair back.” (Rubs her hands together) “Once her mother passed, she got more defiant and distant with us. Instead of at least hearing us adults out, she’d just walk away even if we were just trying to help her process the tragic loss. And God forbid we try to separate her from her siblings for even an hour to give her a rest when they didn’t want to, she preferred to distance herself on her own terms.”
Joyce: (Heavy sigh as she looks to the bed, quickly rushing over to scoop up Gilbert to rescue him)
Gilbert: (Makes several squealing noises in complaint because he was smothered by the two puppies)
Joyce: (Walks back to Teshteal as she pets her little ferret, debating with herself if she should press further or just let it go)
Teshteal: *still forcing that smile even though the voices are rising up again, reminding him of how pointless he is compared to Jasmine. The only reason he was kept alive in the vault was for their sick pleasure. No one should have to worry about someone as pathetic as him... but he won't say it to her. She's already worrying about him.*
Gardio: *furrows his brow with concern at how she changed after her mother's death* That's where it started... *sighs and pinches his nose*
Ma: “Yes... It was terribly unfortunate. Poor kids already had to navigate without their father, they lost him before Rosie was even three....” (Sighs to herself again) "You know, I think it was their somber origin story that gave them extra points to get away with things they shouldn't have. They were good kids with kind hearts in a bad and unfair situation..."
Donovan: (Rises from his bed, gathering his clothes so he can freshen up for the day and go see Jas)
Joyce: (Blinks sadly, putting away all pressing questions despite her fears) “...Should we head down for breakfast now?”
Teshteal: *nods* Yes. Breakfast would be nice. *heads to the door. Feels terrible for making her worry. Feels like he's troubled her too much*
Gardio: That's unfortunately commonplace now a days... *solemn nod*
Lucille: The settlements see a lot of orphans come through... kids and adults a like. You'd think it would be easier before the war to get help for that sort of thing but even then... *sarcastic but pitying scoff* Good luck if you were poor or looked a specific way.
Ma: (Points to her ghoul complexion) “Some things never change with people I suppose.” (Small laugh when several memories come to mind) “Rosie never had a tolerance to that, she’d get right into people’s faces if they dared try to bully her friends or family for their looks or their lack of wealth. And she was the one who passed as something more than just another street urchin.”
Joyce: (Decides to set Gilbert down as she follows him out)
Donovan: (Was just exiting the bathroom when he sees his little sister come out of her room and he smiles warmly at her) “Mornin’ JoJo!” (Nods at Teshteal) “Mornin’ to ya too!”
Joyce: (Small smile at her brother as she walks over to wrap him in a hug) “Morning…”
Donovan: (Sways her side to side as he pats her back) “Did you sleep well?”
Joyce: (Nods into his shoulder) “Mhm, yes.”
Teshteal: *starts to walk down to the kitchen without her to dish them up. He should at least make himself useful*
Jasmine: (Nuzzles under her Dads neck as she breathes evenly, her loose curls partly hiding her face)
Lucille: *quietly nods. Still doesn't like she got away with things so easily to the point she has next to no respect or consideration for others.*
Gardio: *to Ma, reminding her of why she's here* Shouldn't you be looking for Jasmine...?
Ma: (Smiles and nods) “Yes, I should be. But do any of you two need anything before I go?”
Joyce: (Hugs her brother a little tighter, opening her mouth to say something but then she quickly shuts it)
Donovan: (Looks down at her) “Hm? What’s wrong?”
Joyce: (Softly, not wanting to worry him further) “Nothing…”
Teshteal: *warms the food up in the oven... while his thoughts beat him over the head that he's only a burden on Joyce*
Lucille: I'm fine.
Gardio: Nothing at all, thank you. *shakes his head*
Ma: (Nods) “Alright then, I’ll be off.” (Walks back down the stairs, giving her two children a quick nod before she makes her way outside. On the side of the house is a newly installed set of stairs that she climbs to reach the platform on the roof where she finds Nick and Jas)
Jasmine: (Hears Ma coming and she whines in fear, hiding away in Nicks shirt while tightening her grip)
Donovan: (Pats the bottom of her chin) “Are you sure…?”
Joyce: (Quickly nods, but there is still a question lingering in her eyes)
Teshteal: *quietly to himself* I have to eat... it'll help... *just wants the voices to stop*
Nick: *looks up and sees it's Ma then back down to Jas* It's okay, kiddo. It's only Mama Evie... *gently brushes away her hair from her face with his good hand. He looks up at the motherly ghoul* Come to check up on us?
Jasmine: (Relaxes her tight grip when her dad reassures her, peeking up from Nick to blink at Ma with wide eyes)
Ma: (Nods, smiling warmly at the teen girl and her father) “Yes, I realized you were both missing and Detective Chapel directed me to the roof as he heard movement.” (Gestures around the little platform) “You two are catching some sun? It’s a beautiful day out here. One of our first since winter came to a close.”
Donovan: (Knows something is up so he keeps staring at his little sister worriedly)
Joyce: (Smiles up at him) “…Have you eaten yet? We can go eat breakfast together!”
Donovan: (Worried blink but he nods and takes her hand, starting down the stairs with her in tow)
Teshteal: *dawns a new forced smile when he hears footsteps coming down the stairs. He pulls the food out of the oven for Joyce and him* I've already prepared your portion, Joyce! *sets hers on the table. It's a pretty ballanced portion size. His is most of the food he couldn't eat from yesterday plus just a little more to make it a complete breakfast* Hope you don't mind!
Nick: Yeah figured I could use a tan. This face is a bit pale from being cooped to all day. *wry chuckle at is own ironic self jab* As for Jas the sun on her skin seems to help her heal better.
Ma: (Chuckles at his little joke as she approaches) “Shall I bring you some sunscreen then? Don’t want you to get burned.”
Jasmine: (Nuzzles her head back under Nicks chin with a small hum, closing her eyes as a gentle breeze blows by)
Ma: (Folds her hands) “I wanted to originally ask if it would be a good idea to give Rosie some bone broth after her milk? Or maybe she could try eating some toast or even some apple sauce?”
Jasmine: (Makes a noise of protest at the mention of food as she tightens her grip back on her Dad)
Joyce: (Comes bolting over to the table with a wide smile) “I don’t mind!” (Sits down in her spot)
Gilbert: (Circling under Joyce’s chair, trying to jump up so he can be with her)
Donovan: (Follows close behind to brew himself some coffee. He wants to wait until Joyce starts eating before he goes and checks on Jas)
Teshteal: *decides to sit across from her to give her some space. He quickly goes to eat before she can say anything about this.
Nick: We can start with some broth... I don't know if she's ready for solid food just yet. *rubs her back gently to reassure her*
Ma: “That’s perfectly fine. I’ll go prepare that now if there isn’t anything else you need.”
Jasmine: (Puts her thumb in her mouth to help soothe herself without scratching. She still doesn’t like the idea of drinking anything either)
Donovan: (Serves Joyce a glass of milk to drink along with her breakfast, still so concerned about her)
Joyce: (Doesn't want to worry him as he has already had a hell of a night dealing with Jasmine up in the lighthouse. She picks up her fork and looks up at Teshteal from across the table, wanting to ask why he didn’t sit besides her but she keeps quiet about that)
Teshteal: *thinks he's intruded on her enough. Doesn't want her to feel like he's smothering her*
Nick: *just shakes his head in response*
Ma: (Gives a small wave and heads off back down to the kitchen, entering through the side door)
Joyce: (Perks up when Ma walks in, smiling brightly as she sets down her fork) “Hello Mama! Good morning!”
Ma: (Walks over to give her a gentle kiss on the head) “Morning love. Did you sleep well?”
Joyce: (As she picks up Gilbert and sets him in her lap) “Yup!”
Ma: (Turns to Donny) “And you?”
Donovan: (Gives a thumbs up) “Slept fine.”
Ma: (Turns to Teshteal next) “How about you, dear?”
Jasmine: (Nuzzles against her Dad, planning on alerting him if her feelings get too strong. If Nick looks closely to the oldest wounds on her sides, he can probably see that they are starting to fade with the sunlight)
Nick: *is none the less surprised by this but doesn't say anything to disturb her. Instead he rubs small circles on her back to soothe the teen*
Jasmine: (Grips onto his shirt collar to keep her hands busy, focusing on breathing along with the circles he’s rubbing on her back. It’ll be awhile before her newest and worst wounds start healing)
Teshteal: *forces a smile again and looks up at her. It's hard to tell he's faking it* I slept wonderfully! Thank you! *goes back to eating*
Ma: (Bright smile) “That’s good to hear!”
Donovan: (Takes his coffee mug and starts waking to the stairs)
Ma: (Opens the freezer to get some premade bone broth out that she had froze) “Rosalinda and her father are up on the roof, Donny.”
Donovan: “Oh? Alright then.” (Starts heading for the door)
Ma: (Tilts her head, worried that Jas might get upset if she sees Donny and remembers the previous night) “You should eat first before you go up to see her…”
Donovan: (Shakes his head, pausing to turn to his mother) “No, I’ll be alright-…”
Ma: (Gives him a look) “Donovan…”
Teshteal: *keeps his head low as he eats. Doesn't want to bring attention to himself. Telling himself it's none of his business and that he's just going to get in the way. He always does*
Donovan: (Blinks, scratching his head with a heavy sigh when he realizes what she means) “Perhaps you are right…”
Ma: (Continues prepping the broth) “I believe I am. Just at least until she eats something, okay?”
Donovan: (Silent nod as he takes a seat by his sister, sipping his coffee) “I suppose I do have to clear the area of any Mirelurks that may have nested after the storm… Maybe check the bog for berries.”
Joyce: (Perks up from her breakfast at the mention of the bog) “Oh! Can I come?!”
Ma: (Doesn’t want Donny to go out alone, especially after the previous night) “I may tag along as well if you’re gonna go out.”
Donovan: (Shakes his head at his family’s offer) “No, you both don’t have to. I don’t know what’ll be lurking out there so it’s best you stay here where it’s safe.”
Teshteal: *softly* I can help with the mirelurks... *bitterly at himself* It's what I'm made for after all.
Ma: (Missed that last remark as she heads off to gather a diary and pencil for Jasmine while the broth boils) “You’re our guests here, so don’t worry too much about that and just focus on your healing.”
Donovan: (Sets down his coffee mug, remembering what Gardio had pointed out earlier when they were heading out after the trappers) “…Is it even safe for you to leave?” (Takes in a deep breath) “Or for Rosie? We ought to have a talk about that as your group’s situation is still unclear to us.”
Joyce: (Looks between her boyfriend and brother worriedly, the maple syrup bottle held midair so it’s slowly dribbling onto her plate)
Ma: (Goes upstairs to collect some items to bring to Nick and Jas on the roof, gathering everything in a little basket before she walks back outside and up the stairs)
Jasmine: (Was starting to relax again with the warmth of the sun and Nicks soothing rubs when she hears the approaching footsteps, making her shriek with alarm and cling to her Dad like a baby koala and try to hide under the collar of his shirt)
Ma: (Frowns at the girls reaction, assuming she’s still jumpy from her nightmares) “She’s still nervy from her night terrors, poor sweet child…” (Hold up the pretty pink diary after she sets down the bottle with formula on the little table) “I brought this for her to use as a way of coping. Journaling her nightmares can help her process them in a… “healthier manner”. And perhaps aid you in understanding your daughters situation better so you can better guide her.”
Nick: *smiles at the journal then at Ma* That's actually a wonderful idea. I'm surprised I hadn't thought of it sooner. *to Jas* What do you think, kiddo? Want to give journaling another go? *not reaching for the bottle yet. She needs to calm down first*
Teshteal: *matter of factly but only because he can get through the details quicker like that* Jasmine is the one in danger most outside, especially in the state she's in. Plus, her programming has a stronger hold on her than mine. They had a lot more time to break her down. Don't worry. If we're outside, I'll be able to smell the chems miles before they get to us.
Donovan: (A little confused) “You can do what now? Smell them from far away?” (Has way more questions but he figures that he shouldn’t overload Teshteal as the poor guy had a breakdown yesterday)
Joyce: (Starts eating her food again, not minding that she once again drenched it in syrup)
Gilbert: (Sticking up his wiggly little nose in the air, trying to smell the food on his Joyce’s plate)
Jasmine: (Raises her head to peep up at the two adults, still sucking on her thumb. She looks at the pretty diary thats so much more appealing than her bloodied book, her big magical doe eyes sparking at the color and the fact that there’s prints of roses on it. She glances up at Ma, then at her Dad, nodding her head at him)
Ma: (Smiles brightly down at the teen, taking out a small pencil case with colored pens inside in case Jazzy wants to use those as well. She that and the diary besides the two on the chair) “I hope this and the beautiful day out can help her settle down enough to get some proper sleep.” (Looks up at Nick) “And with her wonderful and caring father watching over her.”
Teshteal: *taps his nose* I have enhanced olfactory senses. It's pretty easy for me to sniff out people. It's how I found Jasmine earlier. Everyone's got a distinct scent profile. Kind of like a fingerprint... *wonders if this is weirding them out* It's kind of a disgusting ability... I'd understand if you think I'm some sort of freak.
Donovan: (Shakes his head) “I’ve been around long enough to have seen more freakish things, this ain't one of them.”
Joyce: (Looks at her boyfriend with a small smile) “I think its pretty neat! But I suppose it would be a bother with strong scents.” (Wrinkles her nose)
Nick: *smiles at the compliment, taking the case and the book from the table* Don't forget to rest, yourself. You're welcome to join us out here if you want. *to Jas* Do you want to go ahead and write something now, doll?
Jasmine: (Nods and sits up as she takes the stationary, scooting off Nicks lap so she’s sitting besides him on the double lounger with her head leaning on his shoulder. She props up her knees to use as a table and starts to write about her previous nightmares starting off with describing the shadows looming over her, the coding helping her see and focus despite her splitting headache and pain)
Ma: (Shakes her head with a wave of her hand) “Don’t you start fretting ‘bout me too, you have enough as it is. I have some things to take care of but I might come back up later as this day is just too lovely to ignore.” (Puts Nicks coat and a thin robe she brought for Jas on the table just in case they get cold)
Nick: *looks at her pointedly* A good guest ought to be mindful of their host. *not looking at what Jas writes right now in case she wants to keep it private*
Teshteal: *scrunches his nose, too* Yeah. For instance the barn yesterday. This also means I have a strong sense of taste, too. *shakes his head, remembering the original subject* That's besides the point. I can get away a lot quicker than they can spot me. Besides I'm sure Joyce can fight, too. *smiles at his girlfriend* I'll do my best to protect her.
Joyce: (Looks to her older brother with puppy eyes, tugging on his arm) “Pleeeeeeaasse???”
Donovan: (Rubs the temple of his brow) “Oh good lord, now there’s two girls who can do puppy eyes at me…”
Joyce: “I wanna pick some berries!”
Donovan: “And I want to keep you safe from Mirelurks and whatever else might’ve made it’s way here after the storm. We haven’t had time to practice your shooting in awhile. Plus, the smell of rotting corpses would draw in more creatures. I wouldn’t be surprise if there was a Fog Crawler or two.”
Joyce: (Eyes widen slightly)
Donovan: (Heavy sigh as he starts to tap his fingers on the table) “That and the Trappers in the quarry...” (Starts mumbling to himself) “God... that's gonna take awhile, there's so much I gotta fix.”
Joyce: (Gets a concerned look on her face for her workoholic brother)
Ma: (Opens her mouth to say something, then looks at Jas and quickly closes it. She silently gestures up to the lighthouse that still has blood and glass covering the floor, something she had to get rid of in case they get more guests)
Jasmine: (Trying to document even the littlest details, doing her best to express the jumbled up feelings that she felt in the moment. The helpless desperation and fear as the large shadows towered over her small frame, the twisting in her heart when they all kept shouting the same degrading insults. Her eyes stay glued onto the diary and her hand never stops moving, the programming taking ahold and putting her into complete focus mode)
Ma: “Donny is also thinking of going out to clear some potential Mirelurks then head to the tarberry bog, I may go with him as there can possibly be more than just that out there.” (Turns and looks out over her newly established farm on this unfamiliar Island, sighing sadly to herself as she folds her hands)
Nick: If that's the case, might be wise to take either Teshteal or Gardio with you. *frowns* I'd suggest Lucille but she's currently out of commission until her leg heals.
Ma: (Stares out longingly at her farm for a long moment, sighing heavily as she shakes her head and turns back to Nick) “Mhm, maybe we will….” (Gets another thought at the mention of Lucille, pursing her lips together)
Jasmine: (Still writing like mad, her hand shaking with how tight she’s gripping the pencil)
Nick: Something on your mind? *looks up curiously at her*
Ma: “Hm?” (Realizes that she’s delayed her response and gives a half smile) “Oh nothing at all- it’s just this old gal getting held up by the past.”
Teshteal: Don't know what a fog crawler is but if it's anything like a Mirelurk Queen, I can take it out easily. *interlaces his fingers and stretches them by pushing them away from his face while grinning with carefree confidence*
Donovan: “Ah…. It’s almost like a giant shrimp- praying mantis type mutated monster. They’re waaaaaay faster than they look and can be a pain to take down.” (Shudders just thinking about it)
Joyce: (Puts her head in her hands, looking at her brother in deep thought) “Still… can we at least try? If there’s anything dangerous we can come right back home.”
Donovan: (Rubs his chin) “I suppose so… but we have to be extra cautious and take the longer rout to avoid going best the water.”
Teshteal: *intrigued by the Fog Crawler and wants to go even more, now. More to himself* I wonder if they taste like shrimp, too...
Donovan: (Sips his coffee) “We’ll go later, maybe right before lunch or after.”
Joyce: (Beams with delight, but then sags a little) “Erm…. Before we go or do anything else- can we talk about something? Just me and you?” (Shyly tucks some hair behind her ear)
Donovan: (Remembers what happened at breakfast yesterday and nods) “Sure, Jo-Jo… You wanna go up to my room to talk right now?”
Joyce: (Quickly nods, turning to her boyfriend) “We’ll just be a minute, okay?”
Teshteal: Okay. *sheepishly waves*
Joyce: (Stands from the table with her brother and Gilbert in her arms, giving Teshteal a quick kiss on the head before she follows Donny up the stairs to his room)
Teshteal: *blinks and blushes at the kiss. As soon as they're gone he gets to work cleaning up his food and clearing the table to keep his thoughts clear*
Nick: *shakes his head* I know the past can be a bit of a slog, believe me, but that expression of yours shifted just as I mentioned Lucille. *raises an eyebrow*
Ma: (Brightens up) “Ah- I was just thinking about asking Lucille if she’d like me to draw her a bath so she can wash up.” (Thinks that the poor young woman needs a good soak after the previous nights events)
Jasmine: (Starts to tremble when she gets around to writing about the Guard Leader, writing faster in order to keep up with her racing mind. Tears form on her eyes as she remembers every word he spat at her, still believing it all. She goes through on how he just appeared in front of her and how he mocked her shivering frame on the floor, stopping when she describes how big he is compared to her after he called her babydoll and yanked her to the floor)
Nick: *rubs Jas's shoulders slightly when he senses she's paused- probably because of something terrible. He only turns his attention to her briefly. With a reassuring tone* You don't have to write it if you don't want to, Rosie... Take a moment to breathe. *to Ma* Good idea- She probably could use a good long soak. She doesn't get to do that often, I'm sure. *nods, as if confirming it for himself*
Ma: (Waves her hand) “I’ll go do that right now.” (Turns and heads back down the stairs and into the house, going straight up to the attic to ask Lucille if having a warm bath sounds like lovely idea)
Jasmine: (Doesn’t stop writing because if she does she won’t be able to start again and she needs to document these things. Hell, she needs to update that damned bloodied book as it’s part of her programming)
Nick: *only nods after her then leans his head back and shuts his eyes, keeping an ear out for any other pauses of Jasmine's pen*
Jasmine: (Lips quiver as she writes, describing being tossed to the floor followed the the growing fear because she knows what he was going to do with her next. Then she recounts that she called out for Nick to save her but was asked by the Guard Leader why he would ever help her. She writes on how she shakily said it was because she was Nicks daughter, but the Guard Leader smacked her with the other reasons on why Nick is bothering to care about her- which made her angry enough to try and hit him)
Lucille: *doing some programming practice on her pipboy*
Gardio: *reading a book he borrowed from the guest room. Because of last night, he feels the need to stay by his little girl's side right now*
Ma: (Comes up the stairs to the attic and knocks on the wall) “Yoo-hoo?” (Smiles warmly at the two) “Lucille? I wanted to ask if you’d like me to run a bath downstairs for you?”
Lucille: *confused* I'm not that dirty, am I...?
Gardio: *looks over at her* Remember, you can take baths for other reasons, Lucille.
Lucille: *raises an eyebrow*
Ma: (Approaches with a gentle smile, stopping at the side of the bed) “It’s good for your mental health as much as your physical health to stay clean, love. And soaking in a nice warm bath with epsom salt can do wonders with relaxing your muscles to help relieve pent up tension.” (Tenderly strokes Lucille’s hair, still so frightfully worried about her as if the young woman was her own daughter)
Lucille: *freezes at the tender touch, glancing up at the older woman. Slightly tears up at the kindness she's being shown. Quietly as she looks back down at her pipboy* Okay.…
Ma: (Smiles even brighter down at Lucille, smoothing out her hair as she leans down to kiss her forehead) “You deserve to pamper yourself every once in awhile. I’ll go run the water for you and gather some soothing supplies. We have some crutches for you to use to keep you off your ankle or your father can help you down the stairs.” (Nods at Gardio) “Also my dear, you think you’ll need assistance in the bathroom? I can wash your hair for you, give ya a little salon scalp treatment and wash.” (Not bringing up the fact that leaving Lucille alone wouldn’t be a good idea considering last night)
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diamcnddcgs · 2 months
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adam--bomb · 4 months
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(( Howdy all! Here’s a small promo for my blog as I’m currently on the hunt for more mutuals and RP partners!
Currently the main verse I’m using is for Borderlands but I also have the following verses planned out;
-Modern
-FNAF
-Fallout
I am also willing to give any verse a shot, even if I’m not very familiar with it!
Give this post a like or reblog or just gimmie a follow and I’ll check your blog out! ))
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prpfs · 26 days
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💕🎀✨🕊
Let’s live it up y’all I got some canon/OC and canon/canon pairings for a slew of fandoms I’m looking for, as well as some non fandom plots! All M/F pairings.
Here’s my general info: 26, she/her, multiple responses a week, but I can’t ever promise daily. Sometimes it happens though SOMETIMES. Real life comes first and I have jobs and blah blah blah. I prefer discord, multi para, past tense, 3rd person format.
I love smut, love dark themes, I love intensity, drama, romance, all of it baby. My limits are few but most be respected, and I’ll do the same for you. Please only like if interested, gotten a lot of ghosts recently which I get happens, but let's not waste each other's time.
20 and up please, I don’t care about your IRL gender, as long as you play a male against my female! All characters over 18 as well, please.
If we have messaged before and things fell flat, you are always more than welcome to reach out again.
Okay, starting with fandoms:
SUCCESSION: Looking for a Kendall Roy (or Roman Roy, or Matteson, or Stewy) against my starving artist/anti-Waystar female OC, for a Romeo and Juliet inspired RP, info available on request. I’m BEGGING for this one. (happy to double up as Shiv in a pairing for you).
HANNIBAL: looking for a Hannibal Lecter AND/OR Will Graham, or Dolarhyde or Male OC against my updated/Fullerverse Clarice Starling (FC: Holliday Grainger), full google doc avail on request!
STRANGER THINGS: Looking for an Eddie, Billy or Steve against my rich girl theatre kid female OC, info available on request.
FALLOUT: Looking for a Nick Valentine or MacCready against my Sole Survivor or female OC. Also open to hearing about your male OCs!
THE BEAR: Looking for a Carmy against my female OC, info available on request
MARVEL: Looking for a Loki to my Sigyn, AUs and mischief are all welcome!
AND NOW FOR NON FANDOM PLOT WANTS:
PIRATES: give me dubious con/kidnapping/Stockholm syndrome plot of sweet girl taken by a dark hearted insatiable pirate.
PHANTOM OF THE OPERA: Inspired by the book and musical, a theatre "ghost" is enchanted with a young new muse - actress, singer, whatever. Could be fun to do this in the traditional time period, or try something in like.. the Italian Renaissance, or 1910s-20s burlesque.
CULT: any time period at all, but give me a cult leader lead to obsession by one of his brand new young members, making her the object of his affection and a prize to be won/toy to be played with.
Also interested in anything along the lines of WILD WEST, TITANIC, WWI/WWII, or ANYTHING HISTORICAL with a romance focus! Be that noir, fantasy, paranormal, some 90s rom-com vibes, whatever. Just… not of this current time period, lol
You got any ideas that go along these general lines? I’d absolutely love to hear them.
Go ahead and like this and I’ll reach out! I’m HUNGRY y’all, come play!!
give a like and anon will get back to you
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rp-partnerfinder · 5 days
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🫡💗🎉🕊️
Let’s live it up y’all I got some canon/OC and canon/canon pairings for a slew of fandoms I’m looking for, as well as some non fandom plots! All M/F pairings.
Here’s my general info: 26, she/her, multiple responses a week, but I can’t ever promise daily. Sometimes it happens though SOMETIMES. Real life comes first and I have jobs and blah blah blah. I prefer discord, multi para, past tense, 3rd person format.
I love smut, love dark themes, I love intensity, drama, romance, all of it baby. My limits are few but most be respected, and I’ll do the same for you.
20 and up please, I don’t care about your IRL gender, as long as you play a male against my female! All characters over 18 as well, please.
Okay, starting with fandoms:
SUCCESSION: Looking for a Kendall Roy (or Roman Roy, or Matteson, or Stewy) against my starving artist/anti-Waystar female OC, for a Romeo and Juliet inspired RP, info available on request. I’m BEGGING for this one. (happy to double up as Shiv in a pairing for you).
HANNIBAL: looking for a Hannibal Lecter AND/OR Will Graham, or Dolarhyde or Male OC against my updated/Fullerverse Clarice Starling (FC: Holliday Grainger), full google doc avail on request!
STRANGER THINGS: Looking for an Eddie, Billy or Steve against my female OC, info available on request.
FALLOUT: Looking for a Nick Valentine or MacCready against my Sole Survivor or female OC. Also open to hearing about your male OCs!
THE BEAR: Looking for a Carmy against my female OC, info available on request.
MARVEL: Looking for a Loki to my Sigyn, AUs and mischief are all welcome!
AND NOW FOR NON FANDOM PLOT WANTS:
PIRATES: give me a plot of a girl encountering a pirate (kidnapping? Friends from youth? Figured out some kind of mutually beneficial situation/deal?) and their unexpected relationship.
PHANTOM OF THE OPERA: Inspired by the book and musical, a theatre "ghost" is enchanted with a young new muse - actress, singer, whatever. Could be fun to do this in the traditional time period, or try something in like.. the Italian Renaissance, or 1910s-20s burlesque.
CULT: any time period at all, but give me a cult leader lead to obsession by one of his brand new young members, making her the object of his affection and a prize to be won/toy to be played with.
Also interested in anything along the lines of WILD WEST, TITANIC, WWI/WWII, or ANYTHING HISTORICAL with a romance focus! Be that noir, fantasy, paranormal, some 90s rom-com vibes, whatever. Just… not of this current time period, lol
You got any ideas that go along these general lines? I’d absolutely love to hear them.
Go ahead and like this and I’ll reach out! I’m HUNGRY y’all, come play!!
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Independent semi-selective multimuse featuring characters from Mega Man and original characters from My Hero Academia, Fallout, Warhammer 40k, and World of Darkness, as well as general modern fantasy and scifi.
Home || Muses || Rules
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rphunter · 1 month
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Hello hello! My name is Gigi and I am seeking Detroit Become Human, Supernatural and Fallout universe rps! Check out the promo on my account as I have my verses linked for both!
I am looking for mxf connections, platonic and/or romantic, I am not picky! I would love to plot and discuss any and all rp ideas if possible! My partner must be 18+. I write lit to semi lit rp lengths due to my character being a bit of a chatterbox haha.
I do prefer canon x oc connections but oc x oc is always welcome! If you rp as the following canon characters, I would love to interact with you!
~Nick Valentine (Fallout 4)
~Connor (Detroit Become Human)
~Sam/Dean Winchester (Supernatural)
~Markus (Detroit Become Human)
~Charon (Fallout 3)
~Benny (Fallout New Vegas)
~John Hancock (Fallout 4)
~Arcade Gannon (Fallout New Vegas)
~Mr House (Fallout New Vegas)
~The King (Fallout New Vegas)
~Hank (Detroit Become Human)
~Elijah Kamski (Detroit Become Human)
~Gavin Reed (Detroit Become Human)
~Castiel (Supernatural)
~Lucifer (Supernatural)
Shoot this post a like and I will message you shortly! I would love to hear from you! ♡
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myers-girl · 8 months
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And roleplay cards for my Fallout New Vegas courier <3
Made using Canva.
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tcw-rp · 21 days
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- - - - crawl out through the fallout ! stay tuned to our tag #falloutjcink for more news regarding our upcoming 18+ fallout forum roleplay based in the fallout universe.
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the-couriersix · 1 month
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WOW I fell back into the ocean what's up
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Power Armor Punch Part Sixty Seven
Lucille: I think I'll be fine without either-
Gardio: With the way your leg is, now, you might hurt yourself further. Is that such a wise decision?
Lucille: *looks down in consideration* I've suffered worse but if you insist, Dad...
Gardio: Then it's settled. *shuts his book with both hands more ceremoniously than he intended* I'll help you down the stairs. *to Ma with a worried look* Please help her in the bathroom especially...
Lucille: *doesn't know why either of them are fussing over her- she's had worse injuries than this... but she's not going to fight them either, especially if it's her dad*
Ma: (Reaches out and rests a hand on Gardios shoulder with a firm nod and a reassuring smile) “Of course.” (Says it with her eyes that she’ll keep Lucille safe from herself to further ease the worried father)
Gardio: *firm, understanding nod at the look she gives him*
Ma: (To Lucille) “Do you have any preference for aromatherapy scents? Or any that you don’t like?”
Lucille: *makes a disgusted face* As long as it's not anything mimicking a desert or fruit. *hates those artificial sweet scents with a passion. Unless it's honey or oatmeal, then she doesn't touch the stuff*
Ma: “Alright then my dear, I’ll go set the preparations in motion.” (Squeezes Gardios shoulder before marching off back down the stairs to prepare the bath and gather all the supplies. She starts by turning on the bath to fill it up with warm water and bubbles from a gentle soap then brings in a chair for Lucille to sit on right besides the bathtub. Then she goes to gather fresh herbs and everything else they’ll need)
Teshteal: *cleaned up the mess in the diningroom and kitchen and now running out to the farm to check on the animals*
Donovan and Joyce: (Still talking in the room)
Jasmine: (Hasn’t stopped writing- she’s literally writing down her whole dream word for word and getting each little detail down from how she felt and what she thinks her abusers thought in that moment)
Teshteal: *making sure the cows are out enjoying the day in the pasture*
Livestock: (Are lazily munching on their special fodder that’s brought in so they don’t eat too much radioactive grass)
Milly: (Curious about the strange gremlin man in the pen so she struts up to him and tries to sniff him with a little moo)
Gardio: *watches Ma leave then gets up and bends with his back to Lucille* Climb on. I'll carry you down the stairs.
Lucille: *soft huff then reluctantly wraps her arms around his shoulders*
Gardio: *makes sure she's nice and secure. Soft chuckle* This takes me back...
Lucille: *embarrassed* I'm not five anymore, Dad.
Gardio: *climbing down already* I know, sweetie. *takes her to the bathroom*
Ma: (As she reenters the bathroom with an arm full of stuff) (To Gardio) “You can set your daughter down on the chair. And if you wish, it’s a lovely day outside and you can go out on the back patio or the roof to get some fresh air.” (Bends down and add oats into the bath to make the water feel like silk along with several sprinkles of dried flowers. She then throws in a generous amount of epson salt and a natural lavender oil to add a pleasant scent)
Gardio: *nods and sets Lucille down on the chair. Smiles graciously over at Ma* I think I will go to the back patio to enjoy the weather. *doesn't want to disturb Nick or Jas*
Teshteal: Oh- Hello there... *tentatively reaches out his hand for the cow to sniff*
Milly: (Sniffs Teshteals hand with her big wet nose, giving a small lick of approval)
Teshteal: *eyes sparkle at the approving lick. Carefully reaches out and tenderly pets the bridge of her muzzle*
Ma: (Hangs up a towel and robe for Lucille to use later, smiling back) “Feel free to grab a cool drink from the fridge to take with you.” (Leans over to place a bath pillow in the tub so Lucille will be more comfortable laying back)
Gardio: Will do...! *smiles and waves as he leaves. He heads to the fridge and pours himself a nice cool glass of tarberry water*
Ma: (Smiles and waves back, closing the door behind him before turning to Lucille) “Does the water feel okay to you, love? Need any adjustments?”
Milly: (Has the biggest and cutest black eyes- kinda like a ghouls. She gives another tiny moo of appreciation of the gentle touch)
Teshteal: *quietly* Pretty girl... *pets the cow's neck and alternates between both that and the muzzle*
Milly: (Struts up closer to Teshteal so she can butt her face up against him)
Jasmine: (Finishes writing about everything that happened last night in her nightmares, but she still doesn’t set the pen down. She flips the page to a blank one and starts aggressively scribbling all over it out of frustration, still very focused)
Nick: *isn't going to stop her. It's not going to hurt her to scribble all over a notebook*
Jasmine: (Scribbling out all her frustration and anger, her pen tearing through the page on onto the next ones because of how hard she’s scribbling. She feels it boiling in her chest, all the rage that she has to release somehow. A memory comes to mind, when she was no older than ten and they had her break stuff in pure fury. Teaching her that anger is something she should weaponize, something to convert into violence)
Nick: *very carefully extends his metal hand and gently rests it on top of Jas's head, rubbing her hair ever so slightly- just to remind her that he's still there. He hasn't opened his eyes- he's relaxing still... but he wants to make sure she remembers she's not alone, right now*
Lucille: *already in the bath* It feels fine, thank you. *grabs the rag and soap and starts quickly bathing herself. Despite the tension being released she feels like she should get this over with as soon as possible so she isn't a burden on the older woman*
Ma: (Quickly walks over when she sees Lucille trying to speedrun what’s supposed to be a relaxing bath, setting a hand on Lucille’s shoulder) “Woah there, sweetie. It’s not a race to get clean.” (Reaches out and takes the rag from Lucille) “Besides, this soak is made for relaxation. Otherwise I wouldn’t have added all this.”
Lucille: *slumps down into the bath a little further when the rag's taken from her* I don't want to take up too much of your time, Ma... Even though I will admit this bath feels really nice on my ankle. *submerges her mouth under the water but not her nose, allowing her to blow bubbles in the bath that push the oats and flower pedals away*
Teshteal: *would fall over but he catches himself very easily. Instead, he's hugging the sweet and affectionate animal*
Milly: (A sweet little grass puppy, she’s nuzzling up to Teshteal and enjoying all the cuddles he’s giving her)
Teshteal: *keeps petting the sweet grass puppy*
Jasmine: (Makes a squeal of frustration at the journal and her awful thoughts as she angrily spears the pen down point first on her leg hard enough to pierce her skin, not noticing her Dads gentle touch. She then decides to frisbee the journal as hard as her arms will allow like Mario throwing Cappy, scooting back in the opposite direction. She goes back far enough that she nearly falls off the lounger, not because she wants to run away but more as it’s her natural reaction to something she doesn’t like)
Gardio: *was sitting on the back porch when he saw a journal go flying from the roof he sat up as it hit the side of the barn then looked up to where Jasmine and Nick are currently curiously*
Nick: *eyes snap open and he gets up* Rosalinda? *kneels to check if she's hurt from falling off the lounger* Rosie, you alright?
Jasmine: (Panting on the floor as the memories hit her. She starts screaming and trying to scramble away from Nick because she doesn’t recognize him right away) (Weakly) “No-! Get the fuck off me I did as you told me! I put it in the drink!”
Nick: Rosie, it's just me, Nick. *pulls her close and rubs circles on her back* Ssh, you're still safe. Your dad's gotcha, kiddo...
Ma: (Gently pets Lucille’s hair, sitting down the the chair) “Don’t you worry about that, I’d rather be taking care of you right now than doing something else. Rosalinda is with her father and my kids are with each other and your friends. I have all the time in the world right now for you.”
Lucille: *slowly nods, giving in to the pampering*
Ma: (Reaches behind her and grabs the bath caddy she brought, setting it up. She then turns around and lights a few candles, placing them close by the bath so Lucille can smell their sweet scent) “You want anything else set up to help you relax? A radio? A book?”
Jasmine: (Panicking at a specific memory that’s coming to mind so she keeps repeating herself to plead to be spared) “I put it in the drink! I put it in the drink! I put it in the damned drink for you! I did not want to, but I did anyways! And you are still hurting me!” (Trembles more as images flash in her head…. Memories that she can’t quite pinpoint in her own mind or even see clearly but are still there for some reason….) (Heartbrokenly) “They died! I did it, I swear it! Stop, please!”
Nick: Okay, it'll all stop in a moment, Rosie... I promise. *rubs her back, pressing his hand just a little deeper. He starts humming the lullaby her mother sang her*
Lucille: *lifts her head above the water to speak* I'd like a radio, please... In fact, could you bring my pip-boy? I have a special radio station I like to listen to...
Ma: (Nods and rises from the chair, quickly rushing off to collect the Pip-Boy before rushing back into the bathroom. She hands it to Lucille) “I have this face mask for you to try if that’s something you want, I made it myself.” (Holds up a small jar and places it on the caddy)
Jasmine: (Makes another fearful squeak at the touch, finally getting pulled back into reality. She raises her head to look at Nick with confusion and pain in her eyes. Slowly she lifts up her hand and put in on his cheek like she did earlier to make sure he’s real and the person she thinks he is. Her head has tricked her too many times- she can’t trust what’s in it)
Nick: *relieved smile at the touch* Hey, doll... *gently rests a hand over hers* I'm real. I'm here.
Jasmine: (Eyes glimmer ever so slightly as she sniffles and searches his eyes, confirming it with herself) “Daddy….” (Leans forwards to press her forehead against his without removing her hand, still trembling from what just happened and what she wrote)
Lucille: *takes the pipboy from her and tunes it to her favorite station*
The Station: *Soon a song about a red suspender man playing on a log in a swamp for just 2 cents comes in clear through the static- as clear as the pipboy's speakers can make it. The song sounds almost as if the band were right there in the room at a lower volume*
Lucille: *humming along occasionally singing the lyrics giddily* Yeah... he played the two-cent shooow...!
Ma: (Doesn’t seem to care that the song is a bit out of place in this world. She’s an old lady who’s been around enough to not get surprised by much. A talking deathclaw could stroll into her home and she’d invite them to sit down for coffee)
Lucille: *never minded the song seemed out of place- she's from the long-forgotten past where even this sort of music was very much kept off the air- but that didn't stop her from hearing about it from her friends back then... She sighs a little sadly, remembering those days trading illicit holo-tapes of songs recorded on low-budget run local radio stations beyond the ranges most would scan. Somehow these bands made it work despite not having the backing of major companies. Then again, she supposes this song wasn't around during her time. She wonders who made it...*
Donovan: (Walks out of his room with a contemplative look on his face)
Joyce: (Also comes out of the room with Gilbert in hand but she rushes into her room and closes the door behind her instead of going downstairs)
Gilbert: (Can tell his emotional support services are direly needed right now as he nuzzles up to Joyce)
Teshteal: *lifts his head, sensing something off... not dangerous, just someone other than Jas having a rough time.*
Nick: *smiles at her a little and gently pets her hair* I'm here, kiddo... I'm not going anywhere.
Jasmine: (Hums sadly, moving to rest her head on Nicks shoulder with her arms tightly wound around his neck. She has a killer headache now with how far she’s just pushed herself, plus she just punctured a hole into her thigh with the pen that she had lodged in... And oh boy has she really done it this time- even her dumbass programming is telling her to take a rest to heal instead of walking it off because she’s so weak that she couldn’t hurt shit if she tried. And this is the same programming that tells her to literally walk off “those” kind of assaults when she can barely move her legs, so this really is saying something about how bad her condition is. On the bright side she doesn’t feel the need to harm herself further, just snuggle her Dad to feel comforted and safe)
Dogmeat: (Comes out the doggy door and up the stairs, whining sadly as he watches the scene)
Donovan: (Sighs sadly to himself after Joyce retreats into her room, then turns to head downstairs to see what everyone else is up to)
Pirate: (Softly barks and sniffs his hands, following him down the stairs)
Ma: (Reaches into the basket and pulls out a container of chocolate strawberries and little fudgy brownie bites) “A little indulgent snack is also well deserved.” (Smiles at Lucille as she places them on the tray in front of her so she can snack on them. She then pours her a glass of fizzy lemonade)
Lucille: *surprised they have chocolate anything in the wasteland that isn't over 200 plus years old. She looks down in surprise at the delicate and probably quite expensive treats considering how rare they must be... She shakes her head* Don't waste something as rare as recently made chocolate on me...
Ma: (Tries to not show the worry on her face about Lucille’s self doubt) “Oh, but why not my dear? Did I not say that you’re precious to us earlier?” (Pats the young woman’s hair affectionately) “Besides- you’ve helped us a lot by building up our defenses, so a small treat is well earned.”
Teshteal: *leaves the pen and closes it up behind him so the cows don't escape. He bounds toward the house like some sort of creature*
Gardio: Where are you going, Li- *catches himself and shakes his head slightly* I mean- Teshteal?
Teshteal: *as he passes by* To see Joyce. *enters the house*
Gardio: *smiles and shakes his head before going back to relaxing in the sun, soaking up that solar radiation*
Donovan: (Was heading outside when he bumps into Teshteal) “Ah- hi there.” (Gives him a friendly smile despite the worry in his eyes) “Erm, Joyce is up in her room- she’s just working through some things on her own right now. But don’t worry, she’ll pop her cute little head back down soon.”
Teshteal: *concerned look* Is she okay...?
Nick: *glances up and sees the pooch* Heya, Dogmeat... Come to check in on us? *hasn't noticed the pen lodged in Jas’s leg, yet*
Dogmeat: (Whines and lays down besides the two with big puppy eyes, trying to scoot in and sniff Jas)
Jasmine: (Raises her head to look down at Dogmeat, immediately regretting it because she’s met with the horrifying view of the degrading words carved into her skin along with the pen that’s now lodged into her thigh. She lets out a strangled, broken cry of both pain and fear, trying to pull back from Nick
Lucille: *shakes her head. She doesn't know how to describe how she's feeling... it's like suddenly being given a reward for saving one solitary beetle while letting the rest of the world burn. She feels like she hasn't earned this- that she doesn't deserve this... That she let so many people down...* Tell me again why you think that...? *closes her left eye and looks up at the older woman with her good one* When you barely know who I am...?
Ma: “Well first off, I am not the only person here who thinks that way. Your father most definitely does too, along with Detective Valentine.” (Takes a deep breath, remembering how both men reacted last night to Lucille’s break down. She reaches out and tenderly strokes Lucille’s dampened hair) “And I think their judge of character is something worth considering.”
Nick: *looks down and sees the pen* Oh- That's... *frowns and scoops her up* Let's get that patched up, Rosalinda. *sets both of them down in the lounge chair cradling her against his chest since she's not that clothed. To Dogmeat* Go get Donovan. *tears off a piece of his pants leg* Try to hold still for me, doll.
Jasmine: (Wiggles to get away from Nick so she can hide somewhere far away and tend to herself, attempting to take out the pen on her own while she flairs about)
Dogmeat: (Barks in understanding and bolts down the stairs to find Donny)
Donovan: (Leans against the wall) “Yeah, she’ll be fine. She just has a harder time processing emotions and such so we give her space to work it out on her own when she wants.”
Teshteal: Okay. *still looks worried but goes and sits on the couch, flicking his tail*
Lucille: My father still thinks of me as if I'm still the same woman from before the war. And Nick...? Just ask him how high my body count is. Ask him what happened with me and Jasmine at Vault 88. *grips her synth arm bitterly at the memory*
Ma: (Doesn’t stop petting Lucille’s hair, giving her an empathetic look) “Detective Valentine did tell me a bit about what happened between you and Rosie. It sounds like a difficult position to be in…. But if you were to ask me, it seems like you were doing your best to smooth things over.”
Nick: Rosalinda! *grabs her arms and manages to pin them to her chest with one of his own, shifting how he holds her in the process. He takes his free hand and gently rubs her stomach to try and calm her down* It's going to be fine, Rosie. Just calm down...
Jasmine: (Scared whine as she panics and struggles, unsure of what else to do in this moment but to fight. Her normally quick thinking mind is drawing only blanks because of how tired and weak she is, and that’s only scaring her even more)
Dogmeat: (Comes bounding past Gardio, barking up a storm. He bolts up to Donny and puts a paw on him)
Pirate: (Also starts barking just because her doggy friend is)
Donovan: (Startled look down at the pooch) “Uh- what is it boy?”
Dogmeat: (Steps back and spins, walking a few feet before he turns back to look at Donny to see if he’s following)
Donovan: (Stands straight) “You want me to follow you?” (Starts to follow Dogmeat outside. Wonders if it’s something outside the gate or if it’s Rosie)
Gardio: *sits up in concern at all the commotion*
Lucille: *just stays quiet and stares at the food*
Ma: (Turns to the door at the sound of all the barking, frowning) “What’s going on out there…”
Nick: *holding her tight against him, her thrashing not doing anything. He keeps rubbing her belly and begins to hum the lullaby again*
Jasmine: (Throws her head back with a weak scream, trying to kick her legs at Nick to get him to let go. She wanted the voices in her head to go away- but not like this! Now her head is just a thoughtless void that’s filled with panic and primal rage. Still she tries to focus, tries to pull herself together by focusing on the lullaby and the gentle motion of her stomach being rubbed)
Donovan: (Snags the first aid kit off the wall by the side door just in case, looking at Gardio)
Dogmeat: (Runs and dashes up the stairs to the roof, still barking)
Donovan: “Yeah- it’s definitely Rosie….” (Rushes to follow the very good boi)
Gardio: *gets up and follows just in case he's needed*
Lucille: *glumly, knowing Jasmine is much more important* Go on and go. It's probably Jasmine, again... *sinks her mouth beneath the water. It's harder to relax now, knowing that even if she wanted to help the girl, she'd only make things worse for her somehow. All she can do is sit in this bath and keep her nose out of it*
Ma: (Listens as the sound of barking fades away, shaking her head with a heavier sigh) “No, I’ll stay here. Rosalinda has her father looking out for her right now, and no doubt Donny went running over.” (Would like to be in the loop about what’s going on outside but she wants to stay with Lucille) “I take it that this sort of commotion is a very normal occurrence for your group…” (Reaches out for the detachable shower head so she can wash Lucille’s hair)
Dogmeat: (Runs right up to Jas and Nick, whining sadly as he sits in front of them)
Donovan: (Rushes up the stairs after him) “What’s going on-…” (Sees the blood on Jas’s leg and the pen lodged in her thigh along with the horrid words, his heart snapping all over again) “Oh no…”
Jasmine: (Still panicking, squirming, and is now sobbing along with shrieking but she’s luckily not getting too aggressive or hostile. She looks and sounds more terrified than anything else and is currently not pinning to rip out anyone’s eyes)
Lucille: *watching Ma's movements carefully while she slowly reaches for a strawberry, partly to not get soapy water on it but also to make herself look less wary. She's grown so used to being on guard and wary of everything that she can't help but stay on her toes when someone reaches for a metal object above her head*
Ma: (Points to the basket that she brought that has small samples of different hair products) “Do you have a preferred shampoo? Should I use the one you used last time you showered if that’s your favorite one?” (She was always moving slowly, she’s aware that Lucille would feel vulnerable right now and they don’t know each other that well)
Nick: *sad but tired frown as he holds her as still as he possibly can. He looks up at Donny and nods slightly*
Teshteal: *came scampering up but stays just below the ridge in case his presence makes her hostile*
Gardio: *staying lower on the staircase for the same reason*
Donovan: (Frowns and approaches, kneeling down beside the two as he sets down the medkit) “How deep did it go in?” (Carefully reaches out to hold down Jas’s knee so he can see the wound)
Jasmine: (Screams out in a different manner like how she did during their fight in the lighthouse and Donny had to hold her down with his whole body, tensing up)
Donovan: (Immediately stands and backs away with his hands raised like she just tried to hit him) “…We fought yesterday and I was forced to pin her down to keep her from-…” (Sighs bitterly) “I don’t think she likes me very much.” (Looks back over at Gardio and Teshteal. He doesn’t know they just met Jas so he’s assuming she’ll be more comfortable with them coming close)
Lucille: *nods at the selection and starts eating the chocolate-covered strawberry. She tries not to hum in delight at the two sweet and tangy flavors bursting in her mouth. Her guard chips away a little at the small treat but she stays vigilant*
Ma: (Starts prepping the stuff she’ll need to wash the younger woman’s hair, happy to see that Lucille seems to be enjoying the little treats) “Just let me know when you are ready, love.”
Gardio: *looks to Teshteal and nods for him to go ahead since she seems more comfortable with him*
Teshteal: *nods back and very tentatively approaches. Quietly* It's just me... Teshteal. *places a hand on her leg tenderly as he focuses on her face* Please hold still- I just want to help.
Jasmine: (Whimpers with fear, peeking her head up from Nick to look at Teshteal with wide childlike eyes that are filled with pain. She then turns to look up at her Dad with uncertainty, still trembling and squirming slightly)
Donovan: (Stays back, silently watching)
Teshteal: *still. Doesn't move because it might startle her*
Nick: *nods* It's okay... He's patched you up well before, remember?
Lucille: *nods and reaches for a brownie bite and pops it in her mouth before sipping on the lemonade. The combination of the rich chocolate and the sour lemon erodes her guard a little more. She tries not to let it fall, but she can't see anything wrong with a little sweets she supposes. If Ma wanted to kill her, she would have shown her hand by now... unless she's some sort of assassin. She freezes at the thought mid-chew then comes to the conclusion that that's not possible either. She could have killed her at many other points during their stay. If she didn't have her mouth full of a brownie, she'd sigh with relief*
Ma: (Sits down on the chair again, looking off to the side slightly as she thinks to herself while she patiently waits for Lucille. She doesn’t want to think about Jas as it’s out of her hands right now, but she was great friends with her mother and had watched the girl grow up from a poor discarded baby to a smart mouth 9 year old whom was affectionately called muñequita by herself and the ladies in her cafe because she was as pretty as a little dolly. She can’t help but to worry about the now teenage girl)
Jasmine: (Can’t recall that particular time right now but she doesn’t feel provoked by Teshteals presence and her Dad seems to be calm. She gently shuffles her hands to motion to be released, wrapping them around Nick instead as she shifts herself in his lap and hides away in the crook of his neck- not protesting any further because she’s too damn tired)
Nick: *let's go only a little, mostly to support her back. He nods at the other man to continue*
Teshteal: *nods back as his tail grabs the first aid kit from Donovan. He opens it and scans it over for the supplies he'll need. He applies a little pressure on the leg that's injured and quickly pulls the pen out and tosses it aside. Then, almost as if in the same motion, he picks up the gauze and applies heavy pressure to the wound in order to stop the bleeding*
Lucille: *finishes up the bites and strawberries and drinks down the lemonade, setting the tray aside* Ready.
Ma: (Snaps out of her thoughts and smiles as she puts a bin down on the floor to catch any water that may accidentally fly out) “Alrightie then, lean your head back for me, sweetheart.”
Jasmine: (Whines in pain as she claws at Nicks shirt, really trying her best not to move but her reflexes kick in and she starts kicking at Teshteal to get him to stop)
Donovan: (Sits down on the opposite lounge chair across from them, putting his head in his hands. He’d help hold down Jas if she’d let him get close)
Pirate: (Jumps on the lounger besides her dear owner, whimpering sadly as she nudges him with her nose)
Lucille: *nods and leans her head back on the edge of the tub, ignoring every instinct that tells her that Ma could easily snap her neck by pressing her head farther down than she can physically push it. She closes her eyes and runs her hand down the synth arm, mapping every ridge and raised area of the structure in her mind to take her thoughts off a very plausible death*
Ma: (Turns on the shower nozzle and starts wetting Lucille’s hair for the pre wash, gently running her fingers through her roots with one hand. Despite the radio playing music, she hums her own tune under her breath- a sweet mother’s lullaby that’s a plea to her children who are growing up too fast to slow down and enjoy the time they have together)
Lucille: *tenses at the feeling of someone else's hands in her hair other than people she's been close to. In her first run-ins with Raiders, at least one of them tried to grip what hair she had on her head to catch her off guard. She was fortunate that there wasn't much to hold onto. Helmets and gas masks were the go-to head protection from then on*
Teshteal: *his tail wraps around her legs and keeps them still as he continues to apply pressure to the wound. Sadly* I'm sorry, but I have to do this...
Nick: *holds her tighter upon hearing that, keeping her from leaping up and trying to flee or worse... attack*
Teshteal: *holds it there until the bleeding stops and removes the gauze. He then takes the alcohol from the kit and washes out the wound with it while constantly apologizing*
Jasmine: (Yelps and hisses as she tries to twist to break free when she’s tied up by Teshteal, ramping up her whatever energy she has left)
Donovan: (Rubs his face with his hands, trying not to cry out as well whenever Jas screams in pain. He doesn’t know if he can take it as his heart feels like it might just snap, especially after the fight he had with Jas yesterday to prevent her from committing suicide. But she and Ma are the only prewar family he’s got left, the only ties he has to when things were better. So he won’t leave to do something else…)
Jasmine: (Is about to scream bloody murder at the pain and the blaring images in her head but stops short when the words of the guard leader come to her mind. “Give him a little more time with your exasperating nonsense, he’ll soon see that Charlotte and your aunt made the right call and follow suit.” Her breathing suddenly cuts short as she goes deathly still and quiet despite the intense pain, her entire body slumping limply against Nick as her eyes stare off at nothing with only slow tears dribbling down her cheeks)
Nick: *a little taken aback by the sudden stillness of his adopted daughter but can tell she's still very much alive so he doesn't panic*
Teshteal: *quietly apologizes again as he applies antibiotic ointment to the wound, his salve down in the med room. He then wraps a bandage around the injury and lets her go, retreating to and cowering in a corner of the balcony on all fours, keeping his eyes on her*
Gardio: *Still watching from a distance*
Jasmine: (Stays completely still and unmoving after Teshteal finishes with her wound, just continuing to look off at nothing blankly with tears on her face. She’s being ridiculous right now with these fears, but she can’t get his horrid words out of her head. She wants to cry and beg to everyone that she didn’t mean to stab herself with the pen! It was just done in a fit of anger and not in a attempt to harm herself)
Dogmeat: (Whimpers and nudges Nicks legs in concern for him and the small girl in his arms)
Donovan: (Sits up when he hears that Jas has gone silent, looking her over sadly then at Nick. He wonders what set her off to make her do such a thing with a pen in the first place)
Pirate: (Whines and drapes himself over her masters legs, licking his hands to comfort him)
Nick: *rubbing her shoulders as he cradles her in his arms. He looks to Donovan. Reassuringly* It looked like she stabbed herself accidentally- like she meant to stab the journal and not herself.
Ma: (Is very gentle yet firm with her fingers as she starts to massage Lucille’s scalp with the shampoo, still humming as she works. She’s now singing the opening notes to a new one)
Lucille: *trying to relax after being so on edge all the time. She tries to think of all the robots she's built and what they were built for instead of survival... anything to calm her nerves in this otherwise serene moment*
Donovan: (Looks between Jas and Nick for a few seconds- then nods while sighing and lowering his head)
Jasmine: (Says nothing to confirm this and doesn’t move, feeling really sleepy from the rush of sudden emotions that overwhelmed her. She wants to close her eyes and snuggle up to Nick to take a nice loooooong nap, but she’s afraid of what she will see if she does, what’ll happen to her if she rests)
Dogmeat: (Now trying to comfort Jas but nudging his wet puppy nose against her arm to let her now he’s there with all his puppy cuteness and comfort)
Ma: (Much like Donny she has kept her voice during her ghoulification so her voice is very smooth and sweet) “If you were a boat, my darling. A boat, my darling. I'd be the wind at your back. If you were afraid, my darling. Afraid, my darling. I'd be the courage you lack…”
Lucille: *humming along as the older woman works on her hair*
Nick: *pulls her back onto the lounge chair with him and goes right back to cradling and comforting her so she can try and get some sleep*
Teshteal: *to Gardio* I think we can go... *starts slinking back down the stairs*
Gardio: *Nods solemnly and walks down the stairs*
Donovan: (Watches the others leave, not wanting to go himself unless Nick asks him to)
Dogmeat: (Jumps up on the lounge chair as soon as Nick settles in with Jas and curls up around them with another sad whine)
Jasmine: (Decides to close her eyes tightly, hoping that if she just sleeps this’ll all go away and everyone will shut the fuck up in her head. Bonus points if she gets freed of some of her pain because of the sun helping her heal, but that just feels like asking for too much)
Nick: *Isn't going to because he's not causing any trouble. Just keeps rubbing Jas’s shoulder and back reassuringly*
Ma: (Smiles warmly at Lucille when she starts humming along with her. She gets a brief flash of memories of singing the same song to her other little ones that have grown up and gone off to start their own lives, but they always find comfort in this song) “If you were a bird, then I'd be a tree. And you would come home, my darling, to me. If you were asleep, then I'd be a dream. Oh, do you know we belong together? Oh, do you know my heart is yours?”
Lucille: *focusing more on the song than anything since it's better than letting paranoia get the better of her*
Ma: (Working on rinsing Lucille’s hair while still massaging her head) “If you were the ocean, I'd be the sand. If you were a song, I'd be the band. If you were the stars, then I'd be the moon. A light in the dark, my darling, for you.”
Teshteal: *back in the livingroom, curled up on the couch*
Gardio: *tired sigh as he sits in the large, nearby chair*
Jasmine: (Curls up as close as she can to Nick, falling asleep much easier than she had expected thanks to his reassuring rubs and soothing words)
Donovan: (Looks like he wants to say something to Nick but he doesn’t as he pets his dog who’s draped in his lap)
Nick: *notices but says nothing in case he wakes Jasmine by accident*
Jasmine: (Sniffles in her sleep, both of her hands clutched near her face as if she’s protecting herself)
Donovan: (Glances at Jazzy, then down at his dog who’s gazing up at him with her tongue partly stuck out) “Silly girl…..” (Gently scratches between her ears, his eyes turning up to look out to the ocean. He then abruptly stands when he sees something far off in the distance, grabbing his binoculars from his bag as he walks towards the edge to get a better look)
Pirate: (Perks up with Donny and trots alongside him, her tail wagging happily in anticipation because she knows what’s happening)
Lucille: *occasionally makes a soft hum outside of the melody in response to the massaging, her body finally fully relaxing*
Ma: (Hums the melody to the song as it comes to the final chorus that consists of the same verse being repeated) “Oh, do you know we belong together? Oh, do you know my heart is yours….?”
The thing: *A sentry bot with a Gatling gun and a laser cannon flying over the water with thrusters attached just outside the wheels. It has four smokestacks and a large, human-sized container on the back of it. There's a person kind of resting their head on top of the sentry bot lazily despite the risk of getting burned by the sentry bot's engine*
Donovan: (Quietly as to not disturb Jas) “Well that’s not something you see every day…” (Leans down to turn Pirate away from facing the boat she’s excited for so she can look through the binoculars and see the weird robot person floating in the water)
Pirate: (Whines curiously as her tail slows down, pulling back from the binoculars to look at Donny)
Donovan: (Pats her head as he shakes his head in confusion) “Dunno, I’m too old for this shit.” (Points out to the water in the opposite direction) “But we’ve got company too, and it’s more of the pleasant kind.”
Lucille: *relaxed sigh as the song comes to a close*
Ma: (Softly, happy to see Lucille is relaxed) “I can also rub your shoulders for you, love. To help ease any tension you might’ve built up over time.”
Lucille: *nods* That would be fine...
The weird person on the water: *already flying off somewhere where Donny can't see but definitely not towards them*
Pirate: (Turns her attention back to where her beloved owner is pointing, her tail wagging faster again in excitement. She barks softly as she starts spinning in circles, heading towards the stairs)
Donovan: (Looks back at Nick with a small smile to explain) “We have some friends coming in, they bring us supplies every once in awhile so we can maintain this place.”
Nick: They won't be coming in the house, will they? *glances down at his now sleeping daughter* Don't want her getting on edge.
Ma: (Takes some soothing massage oil and gently rests the tip of her fingers on Lucille’s shoulders) “I am touching you now to start, is that alright?”
Lucille: *flinches then relaxes again, suppressing the urge to turn around and fight back on instinct* It's fine. Don't worry-
Jasmine: (Has gone back to looking like a sweet sleeping kitten as she breathes in a slow and steady rhythm)
Donovan: (Shakes his head) “Probably not- I’ll ask them to leave the stuff on the dock and I can take it all in on my own. And even if they do come in it’ll just be in the basement to store the food. They have other deliveries to make so they can’t stay that long anyways.” (Appears to be trying to contain his excitement)
Pirate: (Not even attempting to hide her joy and happiness as she spins in circles like a furry tornado)
Ma: (Starts gently rubbing the younger woman’s shoulders so she can get a feel for things) “Okay, let me know if you want more or less pressure or want me to stop.”
Lucille: *nods but doesn't say anything. She just lets the older woman continue working the knots out of her back, only wincing when she hits a particularly rough patch*
Nick: *nods* Good. See if you can get Gardio or Teshteal to help you with the goods if you need to.
Donovan: (Nods back almost eagerly at Nick and looks down at Pirate whom he addresses in a half whisper/ half shout) “Hey girl! Go get Joyce!”
Pirate: (Immediately bolts down the stairs, waiting until she’s in the house to start barking up an excited storm as she rushes to Joyce’s room and paws at the door)
Donovan: (Rushes up to the stair railing and jumps on it so he can slide down quickly with a small whoop of joy, running down to the docks to wait for the incoming boat)
Ma: (Begins humming another lullaby as she expertly works out all the tension of the poor overworked younger woman) “Heartbeats only happen one at a time. You can't rush a moment so don't even try. There's a symphony you're missing, if you only listen, you'll find….”
Lucille: *breathes heavily through her nose at times from the tension that's being released from her shoulders and back*
Teshteal: *springs up from the couch* Wait, what's going on?! Where's he going?!
Gardio: *reading a book he found next to the chair*
Joyce: (Pokes her head out of her room to look at Pirate, her eyes slightly red and puffy) “Hm? What’s the matter?”
Gilbert: (Is wrapped around his Joyce’s neck like a fancy warm scarf, very displeased by the loud disturbance and he shoots the pooch the stink eye)
Pirate: (Woofs and pants, spinning in a small circle as she takes a few steps to the stairs, looking back to see if Joyce will follow her)
Joyce: (Eyes light up when she realizes what the dog is trying to communicate) “Are they here??? Really???” (Quickly plops Gilbert down in her room with the yapping puppies and rushes down the stairs to follow the dog outside. She’s so excited that she runs right past the two men in the living room with a gleeful squeal) “EEEEEEEEEEEEK~!”
Dogmeat: (Didn’t rise from the lounge chair to follow Donny or Pirate, he’s dedicated to protecting and keeping Nick and Jas company. He curls himself up even tighter against the girl and her father, whining sadly)
Jasmine: (Snuffs and whimpers in her sleep, kicking her feet slightly in discomfort as she shuffles to be even closer to her Dad because he’s very warm and she’s starting to get truly chilly for once)
Teshteal: *scampers after her* What's happening? It's good, right?
Gardio: *stands up and puts the book down when the smaller man flees the building* Lin- I mean- Teshteal! *gives chase, wondering what's gotten into the gremlin*
Joyce: (Excitedly over her shoulder) “Yes!!!! I’ve been waiting months for this day to finally come!!!” (Runs across the yard and down to the docks where Donny is waiting for the boat to arrive)
Donovan: (Turns and wave at the three coming down, chuckling at his younger sisters enthusiasm)
Pirate: (Barks and spins in circles like a little tornado of puppy happiness in front of Donovan when she reaches him)
Ma: (Continues her sweet song and gentle massage, trying her best to make sure Lucille is as relaxed as physically possible) “Big magic in the mundane. The big picture in a small frame Everything is sacred when you take time to notice. Big love happens in the small moments. Big love happens in the small moments. There's no use in chasing nickels and dimes. Riches all around you, open your eyes. You can't buy the piece you're after so don't even try. 'Cause you'll find….”
Lucille: *tries to hum along to the tune, the kinks in her back and shoulders loosening in small bursts*
Teshteal: *Still confused but follows along on all fours like the dog before them*
Joyce: (Stops next to Donny, almost vibrating with all her excitement) “It’s today, right? It’s this shipment that she’s coming in?”
Donovan: (Nods his head) “Yes Joyce, they said they would bring her this time.”
Joyce: (Look on the anticipation that the approaching small cargo boat)
Ma: (Repeats the chorus of the song) “Big magic in the mundane. The big picture in a small frame. Everything is sacred when you take time to notice. Big love happens in the small moments. Big love happens in the small moments.” (Gently reaches down to take Lucille’s hand in hers, putting more emphasis on this part) “Feel the rain on your skin, feel my hand in your hand. You can't do it all, so just do what you can. Feel the rain on your skin, feel my hand in your hand. You can't do it all, so just do what you can….”
Lucille: *jumps at the unexpected handhold but relaxes shortly after*
Teshteal: She? Is it another dog? Livestock? Chickens? *gasps in anticipation* A tame DEATHCLAW?! *bouncing on his feet excitedly*
Gardio: *comes panting down the way, a little scratched up cause he tripped over a root* Why'd you run off like that??? What's going on, here???
Teshteal: They're expecting something or someone!
Gardio: How do you know?
Teshteal: They said "shipment," "she," and "her!"
Gardio: I see...
Donovan: (Begins to explain) “We get sent shipments of supplies from some of our friends everyone once in awhile but Joyce had requested that this time they bring her-…”
Joyce: (Interrupts) “My baby!!!! My little friend!!!”
Donovan: (Smiles and shakes his head, walking further down the dock to wave at the people on board) “Yeah, what she said.”
Ma: (Leans down to place a kiss on top of Lucille’s head, smiling with kind motherly eyes) “Feel the sun on your face. Bare feet on the ground. I know you'll see beautiful things if you look around. Just look around, and you'll find….” (Hums the rest of the chorus to finish up the song, rubbing the back of Lucille’s hand with her thumb)
Lucille: *looks up in slight surprise with her mismatched eyes*
Ma: (Continues to smile warmly down at the young woman, squeezing her hand slightly as she pets Lucille's damp purple hair with her other hand)
Teshteal: A baby-?! *blushes a bit* Like a human baby-?!
Gardio: I would hope not... That would be akin to human trafficking. *raises an eyebrow at Donovan*
Joyce: (Blinks at her boyfriend in confusion) “What? No, of course not. Do I look like I could take care of a human baby?” (Checks herself over to see if she looks motherly)
Donovan: (Looks back over his shoulder) “If it was another baby, they would be given to Ma to adopt.” (Turns back to the now docked boat to talk with one of the crew members who hops off)
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