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Taako Taaco ([personal profile] pocketspa) wrote2018-12-12 12:43 am
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TIME ISN'T REAL ALL TIME IS NOW CANCELLED

[personal profile] pocketspa 2023-09-19 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Honestly, Taako might not have even noticed if he did. There's a lot of him and he knocks it into things regularly. How is he supposed to keep track of where 20 feet of ass is at all times? He doesn't, that's how. And even if he was supposed to, he wouldn't.

"Weeeeeell, I was thinkin' we could start with some drinks and see where food takes us." He's got a menu, but he seems to not be looking at it. "You ever tried Sparkling's pink stuff? 'Ss great when it's not like, making people into candy."
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CLOCKS ARE RELICS

[personal profile] pageofstaves 2023-09-20 01:44 pm (UTC)(link)
If Childermass had been a Naga, he would have no doubt wholeheartedly agreed: even remembering he had claws was a pain in the ass sometimes. He'd put holes in far too many of the flimsy cardboard food packages from the conbini before he had started trimming his claws regularly.

"I've not, but I'll try anything once." He grinned and meant it. "Got a friend who's made it his mission in life to introduce me to all kinds of food every time we meet for drinks. Last week it was something called 'poutine', bloody delicious stuff. ... But what's this about candy?! I'm not about to ignore a chance for a tale."
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they have been banished to the nowhere

[personal profile] pocketspa 2023-10-03 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh buddy, does he have stories about claws. Try shredding off your skin with your bare hands. It sucked, ttttthank you.

"Anything, huh? Well I'll keep that one in the ol' brainhole. Anyway, damn, you miss that shit? He got it from his home world and when you drink it your body literally would be like, candy bits. Had kids tryin' to bite my damn hair for spun sugar. He's from a world where like, everything is cookies I think? Totally bonkers, and I've seen some weird places. Must be like, jell-o world's cousin or whatever."

No, he won't explain any of that, thanks, and raises his hand in a quick twirl to a passing waiter to order two of the aforementioned drinks before his focus resumes on Childermass. "How long you been stuck in this dump anyway? Couple weeks? Months?"
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this is after Pride so I'm guessing late June, yeah? /answers based on that

[personal profile] pageofstaves 2023-10-10 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh - yes, I knew about the cookie realm," Childermass nods. "I arrived with one of the other fellows from there, calls himself Clotted Cream. We both of us showed up below the city, in the sewers ... that was..." He pauses, doing a bit of the math. "Little over two months ago, already. Phew."
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YEAH something like that

[personal profile] pocketspa 2023-10-23 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Ooh, so you're still new. Yeah, that sort of shit happens all the time. The cookies being real and the body shenanigans." Which like, since he's been here long enough to experience his first monster changes, Taako is sure he knows.

"At least that one wasn't like, painful or whatever. Foggie makes eeeeeverything needlessly, uhhh, needlessly fucking excruciating." He shrugs, as if that's nothing. "There are soooo many better ways to do it, and like, I am judging her on it sooooo."
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