thinking about how moxxie took a liking to blitz when he mentioned his daughter. like no matter how annoying and frustrating blitz can be at times he loves his kid
Given wha we know about Moxxie’s mob upbringing I’m willing to be good money that he was ‘trained’ to endure torture or perhaps just was made to learn to react less/quietly while in pain. I mean, he barely made any sounds of pain when being beaten by striker the first time aside from growling and smaller sounds of pain. Maybe during labor they only know how bad it’s getting for Moxxie as he just grows quieter and quieter
Oooo yeah, that's a really good point- they think maybe he's just going slower, but he's gritting his teeth and sweating. Millie's the first to clue in what's going on and promises him it's okay, he doesn't have to hide it.
the tragedy of getting told you work reminds someone of popular thing you don't like
To be fully honest, I've enjoyed SU (it's fine people are just mean because it's a kid's show and they think it should be Ethically Perfect or it's garbage.) *and* i dont really mind hazbin (although I would brick viziepop at the earliest opportunity, because EVEN IF she wasn't a piece of shit the way she made adam whine abt 'too much red' like??? girl GET OFF TWITTERRRRRRRRR GO LEARN TO WRITE - also the music is just. Bad. plus the racism and theological incosnsistencies that drive me UP THE WALL but everyone's talked those points to death i just assume they come in pre-bunled... tl'dr it's like a 4/10 at the best of times 2/10 at the worst of times, but I still found myself enjoying it. it's trash, but i like trash. unfortunate)
anyways uhhh. Still sucks tho. both for the person with bad taste (i know your pain) and for the artist forced to witness The Horrors
"Taking a break?" he asked, plopping down next to her.
"Deleting old dipshits from my phone," she answered, surprisingly candid. "Blitz decided it was a great fucking idea to use my personal number as the main office contact. The cord is second on the list."
Moxxie hadn't even noticed. "Oh. Does that mean..."
Loona puffed out some smoke. "Your dad? Yeah. Got a coupla weird pics from him- threats, missed calls... Gotta admit, he's got a good eye for photos."
"He's good at details, always has been. Shit taste in interior decoration, though." Loona snorted. She still hadn't looked at him. It felt... damn near comforting. "You're... not gonna ask?"
She flicked an ear. "Moxxie, I don't know what else I can do to reiterate how much I don't give a fuck about you."
Well, this is me slowly dipping my toe into the 'Loona deserves more screentime and I will write it if I have to' playlist. Obviously this is a lot more about Mox and his shitty home and past, but I hope to eventually write more stuff including her!
Moxxie, if you could create a weapon and you had infinite resources to do so. What would you try to create?
"Well, I haven't actually built a weapon before but if I could I'd probably make something that doesn't kill people...maybe something that incapacitated or rehabilitated them. You know, made them see the error of their ways and made them change."