@RedTheLoveless
(why? aren't I coming over tomorrow?)
(why? aren't I coming over tomorrow?)
Mike dropped and rolled away, rising back up at a safe distance. His face was tight with pain, but he smiled as well. "You like to fight? You would have gotten along with my grandad. He grew up on the streets, never an easy day in his life." He lunged forward, catching Pluto in the ribs with a well-aimed kick.
She doubled over, wincing. "Oof! Yeah, seems like a cool guy. I street fought for cash back in Russia." She took a step backwards before rushing Mike, aiming for his chest in an effort to knock the wind out of him
(yes you are, please help me stay awake while you're here)
(hey lovebirds it would probably help keep you awake if you resumed mindshaker)
(oh yeah. sorry. and I'll try my best to stay awake as long as I can. maybe someone stole your charger or did you pack it somewhere?)
(my dude I will fall asleep eventually and my face will hit the keyboard. It's happened before)
(also where would I even pack my charger I haven't been more than 20 miles away from my house in like half a year)
(oh no. please try to sleep comfortably on a pillow and not a keyboard. please. i mean like I can try to make you feel better in the morning but like it might not work)
(lol I feel like we're actually fighting and you guys are just chatting in the background like nothing's happening XD)
He wasn't fast enough to dodge the blow and sank to the floor, not even bothering to try and keep his feet. "Grandad wouldn't admit it," he wheezed, "but he loved to fight. The only one who could keep him out of trouble was Grandma." He relaxed, waiting for his lungs to reinflate. "I suppose you built up a bit of a reputation, then, fighting in Russia."
(lol yeah. the peanut gallery over here watching the gladiators lol)
(oh my god guys)
(*distant chanting * fight fiht fight fight FIght FIhght fiGHT FIGHT FIGHT)
( fightfightfightfiGHTFIGHTFIGHTFIGHTFIGHT)
(I'm sorry I actually have no idea what's going on in this rp right now)
(woah lol just repeating a word over and over just suddenly lost it's meaning like, sorry lol my brain is doing a weird)
Pluto backed up a little, waiting for Mike to regain his footing. "Yeah. I was technically mafia. Beat people up for cash. Not proud of it but it helped back when we needed the money."
(lol literally nothing, we're just killing time so to speak until Pluto's friend contacts her saying he did what she asked him to do)
(it did the same thing to me lol. There's a word for it too I just can't remember what it is)
(goddamn it i had a book literally explain this to me twice like how can I forget?! at least I remember the example word: Sugar)
(should we end the fight or no?)
(I remember the word cereal lost it's meaning to me one time when I was like 8 and staring at my cereal
to this day cereal is not the same)
(Yeah, we can quit the fight now if you want, it was fun but I'm out of moves XDD At any rate I do have to go to bed soon, so)
(well a lot of weird stuff happens with kids like, mealworms in oatmeal, or astral-planing to freak your sibling out, or figuring out that your parents were indeed not playing twister that one night)
(I was sort of chuckling at the first ones but then I saw the last one and I'm very confused and uncomfortable)
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