((No but, I might, actually, bring this blog back. Re do it all, and then bring it back. Stay tuned))
((HOW IS THE ONECLER FANDOM STILL A THING
Keep going lil buddies, KEEP ON TRUCKING))
[Zombie is hibernating mhm, he’ll be back in spring (though I’ll reply to long running role-plays, aka don)]
((Don leaves, Mafia AU starts. thefuck))
"What is the flu? Is it like a soup because I don't have that" he stated coughing a bit "That last person I ate though wasn't lookin too hot. Was all pale and nasty" He commented tapping a finger on his chin adjusting his red sweater, it looked like it was changing colors. He looked at zombie "That shade just doesn't suit you at all Let's make it a deep green!" he snapped his fingers making the sweater change to said color "Much better!"
Ew. This was just getting worse.
“Yeah urh kid? Don’t eat sick people, never ends well”
"Well I ate the bunny so I guess so~" He laughed a bit at his musings leaning in "Why do you look so cute'' he pulls on the other's cheek looking a bit sickly even for his standard
“You ate a bunny? Kid you’re getting weirder, you know that right?” he caught the sickly gleam on the others features and pulled away at the touch.
“You got the flu or something?”
yes yes yes yes YES YES YES -touches him-
He flailed and pushed back with both hands, leaning his body away as far as he could without falling over onto his ass.
Now looking like he was 10, he beamed "Yes yes yes! Eh it looks adorable on you!" He pulled out a camera taking a picture before jumping down landing on his feet "Look at how cute you look so adorable!" he cooed lovingly
“‘Cute’? You have an odd taste, you know that, right?”
“Oh, so it’s allowed to touch me, but not you? Talk about unfair.”
“Unlike you, I have standards”