"Damn, head out then. She could be missing some screws."
Cue Peanut just clapping. "Well done dude. Always be careful on who you meet lad."
Five stared for a moment. His age was showing.
He had been sent to the apocalyptic future when he was 13-years-old and hadn't experienced all the slang and such.
Five slowly clapped, "Good story?" He awkwardly smiled.
Klaus slammed his hand on the table, "Damn! Yeah, you head out!" He said loudly. Ben clapped his hands, though no one heard or saw him.
He had been sent to the apocalyptic future when he was 13-years-old and hadn't experienced all the slang and such.
Five slowly clapped, "Good story?" He awkwardly smiled.
Klaus slammed his hand on the table, "Damn! Yeah, you head out!" He said loudly. Ben clapped his hands, though no one heard or saw him.
"Poyo poyo. Poyo poyo poyo poyo! Poyo poyo!" (Translation: "Everyone, listen to me. You gotta be careful on who you meet! There's sometimes a whole lot of women who is full of deceit!")
"Hm, good information."
"I mean, The green dude's not wrong."
Five nodded and agreed with that. "Reminds me of The Handler." He said, refusing to elaborate.
The Handler was who he met in the apocalyptic future who offered him the job as a commissioner for the Temps Commission. (Yeah, Like Hazel and Cha-Cha)
The Handler was who he met in the apocalyptic future who offered him the job as a commissioner for the Temps Commission. (Yeah, Like Hazel and Cha-Cha)
"Ey, but what about Kirby?"
"Nah, she's fine. She's a pretty good friend. And she's not like those who is full of deceit."
Klaus, possibly h*gh as a kite, muttered; "Sounds like a rock band name. Full of Deceit~" He said, cigarette between his fingers.
Cue Korby then dropping down from the table. Then it ate a tomato that it saved for later use. "Poyo!" (Translation: "Refreshing!")
“Work was same as usual though Susan is getting better controlling her powers during work hours”, he said to his family.
Pango rolls around, vibing mostly, Noel is losing it in the corner, still cause she can't get a prototype to not move so slow-
cue faputa hugging pango
Pango just accepts her fate "This is my life now.... Interesting"
"Faputa would like to know, do you perhaps like fruit?"
Cue Korby just looking at the ceiling. "Poyo poyo..." (Translation: "Someone needs to fix that hole in the ceiling..")
She entered the bar with an smile. “Buona caccia di nuovo*”, she cheered.
OOC: English Translation - Good hunt again!
OOC: English Translation - Good hunt again!
Korby waved to Robin. Then it went back to looking at the ceiling... which still has the hole. "Poyo.." (Translation: "Hmm..")
Pango nods, somewhat confused
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