❛N.. No..❜She honestly had no idea they were a pirate.
❝ And what's that look for ? I haven't done anything bad yet. ❞
❛N.. No..❜She honestly had no idea they were a pirate.
❝ And what's that look for ? I haven't done anything bad yet. ❞
G a s p .
❝ What, never seen a pirate before ? ❞
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“I know it’s yours, I just had to put some stickers on it so it didn’t so look boring.”
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A stare.
❝ Stickers on a knife ? Look, I got this from my mom, & I'm pretty sure she wouldn't want all these stickers on it. ❞
First rule of booty maintenance, first come first serve. ;u
❝ ---- We are not talking about this. ❞
The first item to attend to, booty maintenance and how to make sure no one touches your precious booty.
❝ Nope. ❞ Tetra stands from her seat, whirls around, heads for the door. Nope, nope, N O P E. There is a reason she only sticks to her gang of pirates, and it's this.
Thank you today for attending this years Captain's meeting. ;'u
❝ Yeah, no problem. ❞
It’s her responsibility, isn’t it ? Having to meet up with the rest of the captains & whatever. She glances up and down him, showing only disinterest.
At least he’s not that much bigger than her— and not too much older, by the looks of him.
unluckily for her, the mystery shack is empty at the moment save for the creeps’ least hospitable member. her skin looks abnormally wan in the concentrated light creeping through the opened doorway; in her lab rests a mason jar of what appear to be eyeballs.
❝ We’re the Creeps, not the creepy kids.”
She glances around, undeterred. Sour tones & behaviors are easy to ignore, so she makes herself right at home in the shack. The door slips closed behind her as she walks further into the room, girl sporting an easy-going, almost smug smile.
❝ We're ? Looks like one creep kid, right now. Aren't there more of you ? ❞
“Fine.”
❝ Great, shake on it. Name's T E T R A, by the way. ❞
IM H ERE
LET ME EAT SOME BREAKFAST AND I'LL GET TO THROWING A BLOG TOGETHER ;U ;
shit i want to do sometimes:
make a gleeful twins blog, either on my own or with someone else
screeches i've actually been wanting to rp a gleeful mabel forever ; A ;
He almost takes offence to the weird kids comment.
”Creep kids. It’s creep kids. How can I help you?”
❝ Cool. I've got nothing better to do, I'm here to join ? ❞
Tanned hands ran through blond hair, stopping to tug on the ends of it. (When had it begun to get so long? It now tumbled past his shoulders, falling partway down his back.) “…I really need a haircut.”
What do pirates know about haircuts ? Nothing. So she tosses a glance toward the other's hair, uninterested for the most part.
❝ Yeah, it's kinda long. ❞
' it actually isn’t that difficult. '
❝ Well, I haven't played many games before-- and this thing looks freaky ! ❞
「 ❤」—
❝ Ahahaha! You shouldn’t lie like that. Really, how do I get home?❞
❝ Are you calling me a liar, lady ? Never heard of that island, you must be from way out there. ❞
She strolls in like some sort of big shot.
❝ Is this that weird kids place ? ---- or was it creepy kids ? ❞
❝ You seem to be forgetting the meaning of the word P I R A T E. ❞
” i guess that’s another way to look at it, “
to her it’s a little boring, but she’ll respect that perception & move on.
” ——- renae. it’s a pleasure to meet you. “
❝ Tetra. ❞ it's only polite for her to introduce herself in turn, though she adds a little dryly;
❝ Though you probably already knew that. Let me guess, all the other sailors caught wind of it, and now people are going around saying I'm a princess, aren't they ? ❞
Her job is going to be a headache if the other pirates start laughing at her about it.