[ Niah scrunches his nose as he gets a pet, but doesn't bite... he's just... wow... smelly? This has Joonghyuk squint because what the fuck. As if he isn't as what the fuck when his figure is a bunch of ink black Korean characters that scroll upward, like someone is reading them on a tablet. They say gibberish, sometimes breaking up into their phonetics/letters. ]
I don't make social calls. [ he does but he doesn't want to call them that ] I had questions about "Sting Like A Bee."
I don't make social calls. [ he does but he doesn't want to call them that ] I had questions about "Sting Like A Bee."
[ It can be midnight since that's late but not ass o'clock. Joonghyuk doesn't sleep degenerate hours unless he needs to. Joonghyuk's wolf ears twitch when they see Aquarius appear.
Niah is always here! Always close to Joonghyuk. He comes up to Aquarius as greeting. ]
Yes. [ But also: ] Do you know anything about the "You Tried " sticker?
Niah is always here! Always close to Joonghyuk. He comes up to Aquarius as greeting. ]
Yes. [ But also: ] Do you know anything about the "You Tried " sticker?
[ He just stares at them like usual! Niah also stares at them.
Unfortunately, it is memshare week, so the dust settles on him… What Virgo receives is a memory in flames. They may or may not be able to recognize it the land of gods. Based on the fallen title arch, this was Olympus. Bodies are scattered across this abode, some left to burn in the stray roaring flames, but the focus is of course the wielder of this memory.
The view flickers to what’s in Joonghyuk’s hand. Holding them by once luscious strands dyed in crimson red, he’s carrying the severed heads of the strongest gods in Olympus. Zeus, Poseidon, Hera, etc. The sight of this, his conquest and revenge, fills him with joy? Satisfaction? This is one of the few times the edges of his lips curl.
A smile. ]
Unfortunately, it is memshare week, so the dust settles on him… What Virgo receives is a memory in flames. They may or may not be able to recognize it the land of gods. Based on the fallen title arch, this was Olympus. Bodies are scattered across this abode, some left to burn in the stray roaring flames, but the focus is of course the wielder of this memory.
The view flickers to what’s in Joonghyuk’s hand. Holding them by once luscious strands dyed in crimson red, he’s carrying the severed heads of the strongest gods in Olympus. Zeus, Poseidon, Hera, etc. The sight of this, his conquest and revenge, fills him with joy? Satisfaction? This is one of the few times the edges of his lips curl.
A smile. ]
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