Feeling warmth from his leader’s comment, he couldn’t help but glance away. “Aww Wolf! You’re giving me too much credit!” He replied bashfully, figiting with his hood. “But thank you, I appreciate it. At least I caught it, right? Heheh!”
Noticing a slight bashfulness from the other man, Wolf throws an arm around the amphibian, offering Slippy a friendly squeeze of support! Wide grin remains painted upon the wolf’s features, tail begins wagging quite rapidly in reflection of his warm mood.
“Hell yeah, that’s exactly right and I mean what I said! Ya did a great job!”
He felt a tinge of guilt when hearing Wolf’s concern, as well as his nerves fizzing up. He knows that he’s not helping his situation well, not knowing how the amphibian is. But, he’s still aware of the frog’s feelings of warmth towards the lupine. “I.. I should be fine.” He said softly, as gentle as candlelight. That may sound a bit too much of himself than Skippy.
As he began to walk away however, a sharp pain pierced his chest. “Urk!” Suddenly swaying, hand on the wall for support, Zoran’s breath became hasty. Oh no, not again. Not now! His ghost pains has been causing alot of trouble lately, as if he’s reliving the time he became a seer.
Watching the Toad wander off, Wolf furrows his brow tighter before turning on his heel to leave. That is, he would have, had Skippy suddenly stumbled into the wall. Boots against metal floor, the lupine rushes over to the amphibian. Single eye widened in terror, clawed hands meet the toad’s shoulders to help support him.
“Holy shit! Skip, are ya okay, what’s goin’ on, buddy?!”
A bath bomb is left beside Wolf's Wolfen
Both ears offer a gentle flap as he gives a tilt of his head in what can only be described as raw curiosity. Clambering out of his Wolfen after a particularly long mission, Wolf feels his neck muscles sing out in agony as he pushes himself up out of his cockpit.
The hardened ball of baking soda and cornstarch is picked up and examined, brows furrowing while inspecting the strange, powdery object.
“What… uh…” The lupine mumbles in confusion, eye drawing away from the strange, round item, looking around for whom this … thing might belong to. “Fuck is this thing?”
“I bet Andross has, like, THE biggest balls…”
“Ah, so, you don’t give yourself a luxury.” The ape had arched an eyebrow when Wolf mentioned about his luxurious bubble bath … a bath he had lost years ago by losing the war. “I know you are doing the best for your men and women, but nothing for yourself? I know that you satisfy yourself with every liquor in the bar and that you enjoy their company, but there is nothing wrong with keeping a little for yourself and wanting to give you a luxurious moment to reward yourself for what you have done. You understand me, something like being able to eat the best food in a beautiful restaurant, being able to go see a good movie in a cinema, things like this. To be able to get away from the confinement of home. ”.
Of course, at least, that was the thought of a man who believes that one should reward oneself for every achievement in his life.
“Are ya even listening to me, Galaxicos? Ya missed the point entirely! This ain’t about whether I deserve the opportunity to treat myself! I just don’t have the money to spend on such luxury. I got more important shit to spend my money on besides pamperin’ myself by bathin’ inside an astral observatory – somethin’ you clearly don’t know shit about. I got bills to pay. Do ya even know what a bill is, Galaxicos?”
“Yep! It flew around the back of Sargasso!” Starry eyed, Slippy swiped the photo away to show another one of the comet, this time with Sargasso in view. “I tried to take another picture but, it ended up pretty blurry. Very speedy, it was!” He chirped.
The photo was indeed more blurry than the last one, the comet appearing all fuzzy and in movement. “Maybe I should’ve tooken a video instead..”
The amphibian’s last remark draws a warm laugh from the lupine. It certainly would have elicited a better result compared to the imagery he is being shown currently, but the photos themselves – while blurry – were still valuable.
“I dunno, Slip, I think ya did a great job anyways!”
Zoran nervously rubbed his arm. “Oh…” This isn’t good. He doesn’t know how the lupine would react if he told him the truth. Would he believe him, though? Should he just pretend that he’s Skippy like with his siblings? Though, this man is the lord here. It would be idiotic to try and fool him.
He needs to get back to the amphibian’s hone. “Right… Well, um.. I should be getting back home. My family wouldn’t want me out late.” He spoke sheepishly as he rubbed his arm. “They’ll… get worried.” He wouldn’t be prevented from doing so right? The wolf doesn’t seem too skeptical. Hopefully he would be able to leave without any suspicion.
Mouth forms an obvious slant while the lupine shifts his weight from one foot to the other. Both arms fold over his chest, he crosses them tightly while cocking his head to the side, eye scanning the amphibian in an attempt to discern what exactly was going on with his friend. Tail sways behind Wolf slowly, indicating non-violent intention while trying to silently pull answers from the toad.
“You sure that ya can get home safely? Ya don’t seem… uh, ya don’t seem right, Skip.”
@pilotofstorm || continued from x
Sir. Accustomed to a more audacious Skippy Toad, the word sounds absolutely foreign coming from the amphibian’s voice. Single eye beholds the shorter man, scanning him for any signs of this being some kind of prank. He can see it in his eyes, however, the genuine confusion and concern that reflects from the younger. This wasn’t a game of some kind – Skippy really was lost.
Ear offers an idle flick in response to the uncertain stutter that emits from the amphibian; his voice pulling Wolf out of his own mind. “Yeah, I’m the Lord of Sargasso, Wolf O’Donnell. You–uh, ya know that.”
Was this amnesia?
“Heheh, alright!” Within a moment, he pulled out the Mechanical Unit’s tablet and introduced the picture to his leader. “Here it is! Sorry if it’s a bit blurry though, It was pretty fast..”
Though a bit blurry because of the speed of the comet,it was quite a sight. It did indeed have many colors. From red to yellow to green, it was vibrant as the tail of the comet drew long behind it. The ends were draped in cool, soothing colors, like bright blues and dimmed violets.
With the tablet retrieved, Wolf leans in to Slippy’s height to get a better look of the photo the amphibian had snapped. Single eye scans the slightly blurry snapshot; the brilliance of the image before him is hardly lost. Tail’s idle saying speeds up, offering an eager wag as he beholds the image before him.
“Slip, this is gorgeous! Just flew right past Sargasso, huh?”
“We can agree on that” says Galaxicos calmly. Caressing his shoulder, uncomfortable with his hard work, then doing a few arm movements “although we can be thankful that we have spa centers for men like us.”
“Although … you’ve never been to one, have you?”
“Can’t say I have, to be quite honest with ya.” The lupine responds, leaning in to take a sip from his whiskey tumbler. The burn of the alcohol slides down his throat with a satisfied, airy sound from Wolf. “Don’t have the kind of money to justify takin’ a glorified bubble bath. All the money Star Wolf makes from contracts goes right into keepin’ the Wolfens maintenanced and makin’ sure Sargasso still stays floatin’, and the money Maggie’s bar makes goes into payin’ my employees and keepin’ the bar stocked.”
(@pilotofstorm) Walking around the halls of this strange place unnerved the reptile as he's already aware that some others are giving him strange looks. He noticed the lupine and carefully walked up to him. "Um.. H-Hello. I seem to be lost, do you know this place?" (U get ghosty s n e k in froggo)
Sargasso Space Zone is an infamous location within the Lylat System. Known for the criminals and social rejects that the space station tends to attract – the people that choose to occupy its cold titanium walls, always do so with full knowledge of the base’s inhabitants and owners. Star Wolf runs the place, allowing many types of dangerous people to rest their heads and conduct their business, including the members of Andross’s former army that decided against following the mad doctor’s nephew, Andrew Oikonny, in his efforts to maintain his uncle’s legacy. One would be hard-pressed to meet someone who didn’t have a purpose for being at the station and that’s why, when word of this new visitor reaches Sargasso’s Lord, Wolf decides to meet this stranger for himself.
He’s surprised, however, to see the lost little lamb isn’t a stranger. But instead, someone he knows. Skippy Toad, Slippy’s boy. Though, familiar in appearance, it doesn’t take long for the lupine to notice that something isn’t quite right. The comment he makes and the uncertain tone is silently noted.
“Skippy? Whaddya mean you’re lost? This is Sargasso – you’ve been here before!”
Slippy smiled cheerfully at the lupine’s invitation, unable to repress a soft giggle. “Of course! I’d love to!” He replied as he joined Wolf’s side.
“Guess what? While picking up parts, I saw a comet while flying back! You should’ve seen it, there were so many colors in it!” Slippy beamed as he walked with enthusiasm. He glanced back at Wolf, his eyes softening. “I did get a quick picture. You wanna see it?”
He notices the way that Slippy seems to brighten up in response to his invitation. Catching the soft giggle, he gives a gentle flick of one of his tall ears, unable to hold back his own quiet chuckle in response. Arms shove themselves deep into their respective pocket of his trenchcoat, single eye remaining locked on Slippy as he watches him walk in front of him in a manner that reflect pure joy.
“A comet!” Wolf echoes, tail swaying while closing the distance between himself and the amphibian. “I’d love to see it, hell yeah!”
“Auch” Galaxicos comments taking his whiskey next to the lupine. “Even myself it hurt to hear that.” He laughs “Tired bones, Wolf?”
“Perpetually. Work’s been slow for the past year or so and I’ve been sittin’ around too much. After ya reach a certain age, your body starts to not like bein’ sedentary.”
That got Slippy’s attention right away. What is that?! “Woah, what happened to your shoulders?? They sound like actual wooden boards!” He exclaimed as he rushed over to his leader.
“Maybe you need a massage or something! Or a break..”
Following the sound of his cracking shoulders is an audible groan. It sounds as though it’s pain that he’s experiencing – and for a few fleeting moments, it is. But as quickly as that pain shoots up his neck and down his spine, the popping of those bones seems to fade into something much more comfortable, looser and far less painful.
Slippy’s concern is met with a warm smile; wide sweeping of his tail provides welcome to his amphibian team mate. “Heya, Slip!” He greets, rolling his shoulder and ignoring the grinding of his humerus against his scapula. “I could probably use a break – I’ve spent too long remainin’ hunched over this bar counter.” O’Donnell slides off of his stool; the lupine bends neck twice to the left, twice to the right in the hopes of loosening his tense muscles and soothe angry bones. “Wanna take a walk around the station with me?”
Crrrack! That was the roll of his stiff shoulders.
"oh please, you're the one who needs to grow up if you think it's okay to show your savagery in this way" Galaxicos had noticed Wolf's annoyance, but tried to ignore him ... and the piercing, while trying to pour himself a glass of whiskey Even the face of the ape is painted red for shame "That you are the lord here does not allow you to teach yourself like that with me, worse in public. You're just looking for an excuse to annoy me "
“You’re welcome to leave anytime, sweetheart. Your feelings won’t be coddled here.”
"I am looking.... respectfully." :)c
“But lookin’ disrespectfully is more fun!”
"You are asking me for manners when you appear naked in front of me when I asked you not to do it! Don't ask me to say PLEASE now!" Galaxicos bites his lip in anger at the rejection of the wolf for his cape, and even more so when he is ashamed to see him naked, unable to remove the image in his mind "just do something good and get dressed again!"
“I’m not askin’ ya for manners, Galaxicos, I’m tellin’ ya that you’re not gettin’ what ya want.” The lupine clarifies, his tone already seeping with irritation in response to the chimpanzee. “I’m not accountable for the fact ya can’t handle the Lord of Sargasso Space Zone bein’ naked inside his own territory.”
“I run hot, Algy. Wolves–that is, at least my particular breed–have two layers of fur. The top layer, the coarse fur that you’re lookin’ at is considered the guard layer; water, snow, dirt – it mostly rolls right off’a me to keep me dry and healthy. Bacteria and viruses can’t settle and collect and thankfully I don’t take too long to dry off. The bottom layer of fur is much more soft and, honestly, quite woolly. It’s meant to insulate me and keep air trapped, which, keeps me warm in the winter time and on colder planets like Fichina – which is where my Papa comes from.”
“…Shitty thing is, unlike him, I was born on a planet that experiences all four seasons; thankfully Corneria’s climate isn’t too outta control but the warmer months can be real fuckin’ miserable with two layers of fur and a full set of clothes to wear on top of it all. S’the reason I choose not to wear underwear. Eventually enough gets to be enough: it’s fuckin’ hot!”
"Agh! Don't show yourself like that in public! Cover yourself!" Galaxicos offers him his cape while looking to the side with a blush
“Sorry Gallybear, but the Lord of Sargasso doesn’t take orders from anybody that ain’t a client or active member of Star Wolf.”
He gives a shove of the cape that’s offered of him, rejecting the kind cover up.
“Besides, ya didn’t even say please!”
"No! Wolf, no! Don't even think about doing it!" [ thebastardmeteocrusherpilot ]
“This message won’t stop me because I can’t read!”
Thinking about bringing Wolfgang into the fold.
I mean look at this sweet boy. Would anybody be interested in RPing with my version of this absolute geek?
As the wrapping paper is removed from Wolf’s gift, the lupine appears to become rather sheepish: an emotion such an audacious man is rarely seen wearing. Ears bend backwards, there’s a visible warmth in his single crimson eye, strong orb beholding the gentle amphibian in his surprise. The wolf’s tail hovers near his leg, the end of his tail curling slightly in hidden self-consciousness. He offers short wags; the eagerness to meet up with his pal and encourage that beautiful smile still very much present!
“Well, I had some asshole come to Sargasso and try and unload some, uh, hot cargo. I noticed that a handgun he was tryin’ to sucker one’a Sargasso’s finest into buyin’ had Space Dynamic’s logo on it, so I confiscated it. Guy kept tellin’ us that it was a prototype of an unreleased gun you guy’s’ve been workin’ on, and considerin’ this doesn’t appear to have a serial number at all, I’m, uh, I’m inclined to believe the guy. I’m, uh, I’m gonna assume this is a CDF contract?”
“I promise I didn’t have one of my guys build a schematic for this thing.” He admits, lifting his right hand, meeting his thumb to his pinky and only lifting his first three fingers. “Scout’s honor!”
Wolf takes a moment to admire the sight: the warm, and often cautious disposition of the research director before him, brandishing a real-life handgun. Not a play-toy, but the actual thing!
“—Y’know, Beltino, I’ve, uh, I’ve never seen ya hold a gun before! Ya look good~”
You’ve heard me say it a billion times.
And the fact is, I understand it’s not always possible to trim your posts – especially for our mobile-only friends. But when a roleplay between you and one of your partners has upwards of ONE HUNDRED-AND-TWO INTERACTIONS ON A SINGLE FUCKING POST, you have effectively rendered my dashboard inaccessible. Not only me, but the other people that follow you as well and it’s even worse for the people that follow both you AND your partner because the already-abysmal post-size has now doubled. I know it’s a roleplay between only you and your partner, but when the interactions stack like that, it gets very difficult for other people outside of you and your partner to maneuver their own tumblr dashboards and find the posts that pertain to them in between your huge RP-walls.
Remember: there are one hundred-and-one other reblogs you’ve left on the dash that are just as large as that latest contribution.
Tonight, my dashboard on another blog was completely impossible to get around in because someone’s one roleplay post took up my entire feed. Please, please do not do this!!!! This monster post is extremely long and before I unfollowed them to clear my dashboard, it was burying posts and updates that were relevant to me and my RP experience. Long posts like this are not only a chore to deal with, but can also be a trigger to some people. It can cause many people severe anxiety and/or exacerbate their OCD symptoms.
I know this person is just having fun with their partner, I’m not trying to shame anyone or put an end to the fun, but if a public roleplay of yours gets that long please be considerate of the people who surround you. I know it sounds catty, but at that point, when the post size gets that big, it’s no longer just about you and your partner – you’re starting to affect other people. The only option I had to manage my dashboard in that state was to unfollow the guilty party and that just sucks, y’know? :/
I seriously recommend using the New X-Kit add-on for Tumblr. Not only does it both customize and improve your tumblr experience, but from there you can use its “editable reblogs” feature to keep your RPs trimmed and therefore maintain the dashboard for everyone! I’m not trying to be bitchy; it’s a wonderful thing when a roleplay reaches those numbers! But when there are multiple interactions on a single post, it begins to seriously clog up people’s dashboards and it’s super easy to lose important posts in the sea of your RP. I think the information should be passed along: it really does affect a lot of people when extra-extra long threads like that don’t get trimmed and New X-Kit always offers huge improvements to this otherwise shitty and janky-ass website anyways. There are a ton of cool features outside of just being able to edit reblogs.