AARON

[frostythehitman]

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w0, monday

[frostythehitman]

[ tries to flop down onto a cozy, blanket-covered couch in the living area of the lounge...only to squawk and fall over as a lil guy yelps in surprise under him.

who woulda thunk, there was a fish under the warm blankets right there!! it grumbles and stomps away to find a space unintruded by these giant weirdos.

Bucky huffs. ]

Who let all these walking fish in here?

[bawanggong]

[ not the pit icon.

aaron watches this fish grumble and stomp its way out of the living area, before crouching down and doing a check of the other couches to make sure he's not about to get rudely jumpscared if he tries to sit down. a little dragging and cursing later, and there's another two namazu stomping out of the living area and aaron's free to Sprawl. ]

Kinda seems like we're the ones intruding on their space. Unless they're really just dumb enough to move into a planned occupied area.

[frostythehitman]

[ immediate exposure to stink ]

Why would they put us up in places that are already occupied? They can get us a private yacht but for actual living quarters they just throw us in someone else's house?

[bawanggong]

[ passes out. ]

Maybe it's like some kinda mascot. Like that Mishy thing from Crossbell.

[frostythehitman]

Like what?

Why would they need that anyway, they've already got the hosts. Or even Cait Sith.

w1, monday

[frostythehitman]

[ at the black market! Bucky is holding a deep black gun...and then when he realizes it's just a banana he yeets it off into the distance ]

[bawanggong]

[ this bitch a banana, YEET. ]

Not what you were hoping for?

[frostythehitman]

Technically it is. But I could've done without the scare that they're just selling guns to anyone who walks by.

[bawanggong]

...








I guess it would look like a gun at a glance? Especially painted black.

w3, monday

[frostythehitman]

[ before they even get a chance to leave the l'orange l'ounge for the day, enjoy this trapdoor dropping you into a fun memory! ]

[bawanggong]

[ yaaaay that poor kid. ]

Eesh. That was messy.

[frostythehitman]

[ oh, cripes. Bucky is tense through the whole memory, and only when it's over does he exhale the tension, dragging a hand down his face. ]

...yeah. They changed up my protocol after that to try and make sure nothing like that ever happened again.

[bawanggong]

Them jump-scaring you last minute by changing the whole mission to 'murder a guy in front of his kid', you mean?

w6, wednesday

[frostythehitman]

[ he is in the destiel park, pulling apart some of the thickets so he can get a look at this mysterious stone slab full of indecipherable names... ]

[bawanggong]

[ appears behind him to peer at the stone slab after bucky's done the work to reveal it properly ]

[frostythehitman]

[ aaron manages to sneak up on him and he startles when he notices him there! ]

You can be real sneaky when you want to be, you know that?

[bawanggong]

In this case, I really think you were just too into... whatever it is you're doing.

w7, monday

[bawanggong]

[ okay.

well.

what if we make this happen. he's in the main kitchen looking at onions like they're going to share with him the secrets of the universe. ]

[frostythehitman]

[ looks back and forth between aaron and the onions (his new band name) ]

...you planning on using those any time soon?

[bawanggong]

[ sick guitar solos. ]

Oh, good timing. I need to make you ugly cry.

[ don't start with that. ]

[frostythehitman]

What.

w7, saturday

[frostythehitman]

[ or sunday, because by the time you get to this it might just straight up be sunday haha

anyway, bucky is in here looking over our lounge... ]

...Probably our last night ever in here.

[bawanggong]

[ it is, in fact, sunday for me lmao. the pc is saturday though whee. ]

Probably, yeah. You feel like you’re gonna miss it?

[frostythehitman]

The space? Maybe a bit. Alpine really likes the cafe.

Everything else? I think it's going to keep me up at night wishing I could forget it.

[bawanggong]

You didn't enjoy getting fired out of a cannon?