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 Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2017 2:04 pm
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 Jun Min-a βββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
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Beware Beware Be Skeptical
The Smiles The Smiles Are Plated Gold
[ Entered From New York City ]
Following behind the two, already had attacked on of the beers a she walked, her poor liver, Jun had looked around, wondering if people were staring, more so at the snakeman and not her. Once they reached the church, the Morlock was quite surprised be close to a church. "I wanna see your reaction when we go to Disney World." she said to him a chuckled, holding the bottle to her lips. "Welcome to church." she said just before drinking again. She so had an addiction being the chain drinker she was.
"It's pretty friendly in here. They actually believe everyone can be saved, even mutants like us because she are all gods children right? " she chuckled a bit. "So i say them other churches are pretenders." she muttered. She did somewhat believe in the religion. It did her her when she had no places to go and all she could do was believe, but when life was good for her, she didn't really look back at the church. .
Deceit So Natural
But A Wolf In Sheep's Clothing Is More Than A Warning
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2017 10:52 am
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Google was his best friend, okay? Marcel was looking down on his phone, connecting to the chapel's wifi. His mission? To learn how to clean some scales. The poor thing before desperately needed a bath and unfortunately they had to give it to him. Marcel wasn't that naive as a morlock when with his father, but he knew good and well a lot of them were. Thankfully, this website was on the right track. Making Warm Water was the goal.
"Yea, religion is such a lovely thing to behold. If you've the time, there's a book full of lovely tales waiting to be told. Just be weary of those who try to force it on you. THEN, it's a problem, but..." Oh,
he was going to need a shower himself after this one. He placed a hand around Cantil's shoulders, briefly inhaling to hold his breath. "You know what a bath is like, but up here, it's slightly a bit different. There's warm water to help clean the dirt off of you and soap and the likes. How comfortable are you with handling that sort of thing?"
Ideally, Marcel could just instantly wash him off with the water himself, have the male be inside a small whirlpool in an instant as he would be cleaned from head to to like he was in a laundry cycle, but he liked to make sure it.
"Disney World sounds like fun, but for now, we can settle on Ice cream and cake with a little liquor mixed in it after we face our most difficult task yet: Teaching a snake about proper hygiene."
[Enter from New York]
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2017 2:37 pm
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Jun Min-a βββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
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Beware Beware Be Skeptical
The Smiles The Smiles Are Plated Gold
"Jeez, don't scare the poor guy. A bath iza bath. Plain and simple. i pretty sure he can figure it out.." she said to Marcel. Did really see why he would have to go in an explanation about how to take one. She held the bottle to her lips and walked Passed the two for the church but eyes marcel as she did. "You take a bath too." she said since he was all huggy like with the morlock.
Jun entered the church, having pushed open the front doors, quickly finding a seat for her to relax and enjoy her drink. She had been enjoying drinks all day. She had thought that Izzy would have had his fun by now and catch up. He didn't say they would splitting up for the day. No backpack then? Oh well. He could take care of himself for sure. Jun has always been a tag along. Hated being alone almost as much as being sober. She curled into a ball on the bench, taking a periodic sip of alcohol as she waited for the two to finish their business.
Her eyes scanned the room, seeing a few faces she knew, and a few she didn't know. Regardless, she wasn't chummy with either. She rarely came to the church like stated before, when she was in need, or too drunk to function which someone had to carry her here if they were nearby. She was know to pass out in places like clubs, bars, and parks. Really, anywhere really. Sometimes Jun wonders why she drank so much. Remember so asked that question to her and she wasn't able to answer. Though they asked if she was trying to forget something or if she was depressed about her situation. "Meh..." she uttered out as she continued drinking. As long as she had a drink, she didn't care if she was a waste of space. She wondered what her parents would think if they saw her now. After all these years, they probably forgot about her, or thinks she's dead. Maybe she was...
Marcel better not go too far away with those beers though, as she would want another.
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Deceit So Natural
But A Wolf In Sheep's Clothing Is More Than A Warning
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2017 8:46 pm
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Marcel sized Jun up when she mentioned not to scare him, an eyebrow raised that clearly painted the look of "Oh really?"
"You say this, but might I mention I wasn't one of the Morlocks who did not experience hot water for the first time?" He pointed over towards a door upstairs, tapered with the yellow tape that read "Under construction." "And don't worry about me, baby.
Why settle for a bath when a shower can take care of everything? Some of us don't like sitting in their own filth after all, but Cantil buddy...You're just sitting in this tub of warm water with some soap and a towel and you're just washing off, like you would with one of those water pipes. No rushing water and the likes."
He would get everything set up, ushering the smaller male upstairs and behind closed door. While Cantil was getting sorted by one of the nuns with some proper clothes while another ran some water for him, Marcel's phone buzzed. He pulled it out to read the text before sending off "Oh, sweet!"
as a response to their motherly leader.
"Forget the Ice Cream. Boss lady made some fresh cookies."
"We'll be on our way. We're helping a "stray" presently."
OOC: Waiting on the text from Izzy before fully proceeding lol
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2017 7:45 pm
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2017 7:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2017 8:07 pm
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So many things were beginning to occurring all at once, which Marcel glad he was not a speedster of any form in this situation. Ironically, it was Izzy who had a part in all this madness as well. First, a clearly drunk Jun had bombarded him like a Zombie. It was time for her to sober up fast. He could try to pull the alcohol straight from her body system or...with a quick flick, the liquor went right into the trash.
"Hey...pop a mint if you have to, but I need you sober ASAP. Not while..." Oh no. Cantil found various soaps and was going to work. At the same time, the door swung open and Izzy was dealing with Jun while someone else, about as green as Cantil, came asking concerned questions. So much for this going smooth.
"Oh, we've done nothing to him. Some humans saw his skin, got fire and pitchfork curious and now here we are."
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 8:22 pm
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2017 6:28 pm
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