ironicalpha:

ive been surround by children and aliens and asshole producers for the past few months

just figured i might as well follow someone that vaguely familiar 

That sounds rather tragic if I do say so myself. I don’t quite comprehend how you’re able to do those sorts of things.

It’s good to know that you at least find some sort of solace in my presence.

(Source: excidi)

alizabith:

you really want to fight the alternian armada in a cocktail dress lalonde honestly
Ridiculous, Dave. It is impossible to be overdressed to the fight of one’s life. 
ok point taken we do look fly as shit 

acroamatics started following you.

I wasn’t aware that my readership spreads so far as a different dimension.
A pleasure. 

gutsiestgumshoe started following you.

I think by now I shouldn’t be surprised at all.
But who would’ve thought that I would be graced with the presence of the future heir of Crockercorp?

A pleasure to meet you.
I’m Rose Lalonde. 

pneumatactician started following you.

Pardon the shock. I was just not expecting you, I suppose.
That’s odd. I’m usually never surprised but this is.. pleasant news. 
Tell me, do you know of a girl named Roxy? 

ironicalpha started following you.

Oh? This is quite unexpected.
And to what do I owe the honors of having your presence grace me? 

turntechglitzhead:

excidi started following you

oh i stand corrected gained two followers

hey

You’re quite alright. I did just come on after all.
Good evening to you as well. 
And how are you faring today? 

paveffer:

We will Prevail. 

Wow, uh, thanks for 200 250 (/cries) followers I guess? XD

estrangedegbert:

excidi started following you

Hi there rose!

Do you normally greet strangers by their first name?

backstagelover:

“Why not?”

Really, why not. Coffee was an easy place, an easy get together. Though he would have paid for her coffee, had she not snuck in and got it, herself. Oh, well. Just would have to deal with the prospect of it and all.

So he gave a small shrug, leaning back into his chair as arms crossed over his chest to contain what small amount of warmth he could. Maybe he needed better clothing, if he didn’t hope on dying in NY’s cold for the next month or two. A brow quirked, glancing around and back to her.

“Coffee is the most cliche meetup in the book. Sometimes cliche things are nice, and they obvious are because they work in the movies. I’m a movie man. Besides, the place is nice and classy, and we’re most likely not going to be disturbed. Don’t worry, no one followed me in to snap pictures.”

Cue a smirk.

“I can take you to my apartment—” because he has one temporarily while staying here for the next however many weeks. “— if you really want somewhere private. No funny business, just movies and coffee.”

A brow quirk. He seemed to earn a lot of those from her lately. Well earned from him though. A rather forward question coming from him. Was he not at all bothered by her whole demeanor? Maybe it was because of their reputations— they were quite evenly matched when it came to that. Only he was more famous than her. Not that she minded, she hated it when people tried to pry into her life.

Hence the house situated near a waterfall.

“You claimed to be sick, are you sure that’s a good idea?”

More like, coffee wasn’t her thing compared to tea, but she figured that was easily fixed. But for now she’s simply testing him as to whether or not how much he’d put up with her and her antics.

She’s aware that she has them, she just doesn’t plan on taking any sort of action to correct it. She didn’t find anything wrong with that after all.