[ A few kernels of popcorn tumble down over a shirt with a few faded condiment stains, and into the tufts of pink fluff that make up his slippers. With another crinkle of a greasy paper bag, bony phalanges shove another handful against his perpetually grinning teeth, causing many to fall through the spaces between those fingers.
He isn't even opening his jaw to eat, so maybe he's... doing this for effect?
Also, that's a walking, talking skeleton, what the heck. ]
And I wouldn't wanna be in the splash radius if he does. [ The stranger adds, eyeing off the masked Reaper as his hand dives back into the paper bag. ] Friendly fire ain't nearly as humerus as you'd think.
[ His eye lights swivel up to the sky. ]
Man, the lack of text is a real drag. Betcha these are goin' right over your heads.
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Pretty sure he is.
[ A few kernels of popcorn tumble down over a shirt with a few faded condiment stains, and into the tufts of pink fluff that make up his slippers. With another crinkle of a greasy paper bag, bony phalanges shove another handful against his perpetually grinning teeth, causing many to fall through the spaces between those fingers.
He isn't even opening his jaw to eat, so maybe he's... doing this for effect?
Also, that's a walking, talking skeleton, what the heck. ]
And I wouldn't wanna be in the splash radius if he does. [ The stranger adds, eyeing off the masked Reaper as his hand dives back into the paper bag. ] Friendly fire ain't nearly as humerus as you'd think.
[ His eye lights swivel up to the sky. ]
Man, the lack of text is a real drag. Betcha these are goin' right over your heads.
[ Shrug. ]
Eh.