#pennedbygracie
𝔻𝕒𝕞𝕟, 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤,
𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕪 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕓𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤,
𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕪 𝔽𝟛𝕏 𝔹𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕠𝕠𝕝𝕤...
> BOOTING UP . . .
> SUCCESS !
> BOOTING UP . . .
> SUCCESS !
He'll be damned, he didn't think that'd actually work.
He was just going to celebrate successfully convincing Hank by quickly creating a nice large couch to lay on.
"... Damn."
Spins around and walks away.
He relaxes, putting his hands behind his back and closing his eyes with a grin.
"I'm sure there's plenty of other civilians you can aimlessly slaughter if you're craving bloodshed."
He'll be damned, he didn't think that'd actually work.
He was just going to celebrate successfully convincing Hank by quickly creating a nice large couch to lay on.
He relaxes, putting his hands behind his back and closing his eyes with a grin.
"I'm sure there's plenty of other civilians you can aimlessly slaughter if you're craving bloodshed."
This can't be good...
He relaxes, putting his hands behind his back and closing his eyes with a grin.
"I'm sure there's plenty of other civilians you can aimlessly slaughter if you're craving bloodshed."
He gives them this look instead.
Also, green is kind of an ugly color."
Also, green is kind of an ugly color."
“…snrk.”
He felt no remorse for this harmless, yet heart-stopping little prank of his, he just thought it was fun. “Endangering” himself and Harken for a quick gag.
“Well, at least I know I’m in good hands. $:)”
“…snrk.”
He felt no remorse for this harmless, yet heart-stopping little prank of his, he just thought it was fun. “Endangering” himself and Harken for a quick gag.
“Well, at least I know I’m in good hands. $:)”
Silently creating a giant “construct” made of stone behind his back, as tall as he can make it without alerting Harken. It wasn’t exactly sophisticated, but it worked.
Silently creating a giant “construct” made of stone behind his back, as tall as he can make it without alerting Harken. It wasn’t exactly sophisticated, but it worked.
That stupid grin of his got even wider. He firmly gripped the mystical F3X Building Tools that was usually spinning around in his hand.
“Hey,” he responded in an only slightly whispered tone. “I think I see something in the distance over there.”
He pointed behind Harken.
That stupid grin of his got even wider. He firmly gripped the mystical F3X Building Tools that was usually spinning around in his hand.
“Hey,” he responded in an only slightly whispered tone. “I think I see something in the distance over there.”
He pointed behind Harken.
His stupid grin continues to be wide, his eyes rolling again.
“Right. Them.”
He wasn’t familiar with much of anything regarding Harken, other than her hatred for noise. He’ll play along, only if to make her angry again later.
In a whispering tone, “who’s ‘them’?”
His stupid grin continues to be wide, his eyes rolling again.
“Right. Them.”
He wasn’t familiar with much of anything regarding Harken, other than her hatred for noise. He’ll play along, only if to make her angry again later.
In a whispering tone, “who’s ‘them’?”
Devesto rolled his eyes at the whole endeavor.
“For a thing that hates noise so much, it sure does attract you. $:)”
Devesto rolled his eyes at the whole endeavor.
“For a thing that hates noise so much, it sure does attract you. $:)”
After a brief moment, he begins building a large contraption with two sideways cymbals on them, attached to pistons. And with a little click...
*CRASH! CRASH! CRASH! CRASH! CRASH!*
After a brief moment, he begins building a large contraption with two sideways cymbals on them, attached to pistons. And with a little click...
*CRASH! CRASH! CRASH! CRASH! CRASH!*
𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎
𝙁𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙆 𝐎𝐔𝐓
𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄.
𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎
𝙁𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙆 𝐎𝐔𝐓
𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄.