((One time Loki tried to stage an intervention…))

((One time Loki tried to stage an intervention…))

Ahem.

the-part-where-i-kill-you:

So I was just followed by myself… I am a little confused, BUUUT he is handsome.

Oh, thanks, mate! I have to say, as strange as it is to see myself—literally—you are quite the looker yourself, ahaha.

things to know about how i do threads:

  • i will do almost any kind of thread (convo, para, text message, etc.)
  • i either reply super fast or slower than a paraplegic snail
  • i apologize for that paraplegic joke that was bad of me
  • there will be threads i like more than others, i am mostly human there’s no stopping that
  • writers block is a thing that exists as much as i hate to say it
  • no matter what i will always love you whether i reply in 2 minutes or 2 years <3

(Source: angelsdonthavefangs, via smotheredfaith-deactivated20131)

Adventure Man and Cue-Ball

adventurecorerick:

boxeswithlegs:


"Oh no, she found me. She definitely found me.” He shuddered at the thought. “Wouldn’t leave me alone about what I’d done, how mad and monstrous I’d been, the pain I’d caused her and the Lady…then sent me off on every mundane errand or awful chore she could think of. Just yesterday I had to clean all the bodies out of the chambers. Just awful.” He pulled a face before looking his companion over in wonder.

"That’s…wow, that’s pretty good craftsmanship, mate. Especially for doing it in secret. How’s the functions, everything running smoothly? Seems a bit hard to get accustomed to, yeah?"

"Oh jeez, that’s pretty much the worst. I mean I don’t think she would do much too me, but hell I might end up bein’ thrown into an insinirator so I guess that ain’t a good reason to get out neither!" He chuckled but was serious about the topic, kind of.

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"Hm?? Yeha, well first I had to find one that wasn’t like really dead, then I had to see how they were physically and a bunch of other crazy junk. I was lucky that there was a few tools I could use where I’m at, or I probably woulda just been stuck using those damn small as hell legs that they gave us ya know? Tch, it’s really hard, still gettin’ used to it. I forget I have to eat in this body, but hey now I’m able to eat some tacos ‘n shit like that!"

Optic widening in wonder, Wheatley gave a low whistle. “Wow, that’s—that’s brilliant. Amazing, really. I really hope she doesn’t find you, because that’s too good to waste. Erm…” He hesitated a moment. “What’s a taco?”

hachetlolita:

boxeswithlegs:

hachetlolita:

boxeswithlegs started following you

xiv-temperance started following you

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"Oh…?" she looked up, “Ah. Hello there."

"Hello!" Wheatley flashed a bright smile. “I’m Wheatley, it’s very nice to meet you. Wow, you’re…I don’t believe I’ve ever seen hair quite that color before. It’s lovely."

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She smiled, “Thank you.” well, he seemed kind. “I’m Chidori. Chidori Yoshino. What’s your name? she asked. 

"Er, I’m Wheatley." His circuits seized, causing a twitch and a spark. He seemed not to notice. "Nice to meet you, miss Chidori."

(Source: hachet-lolita, via hachet-lolita)

cherrypie-red Asked:
Ah... where I sing now? Well... the gigs have been a little thin lately. Unless you count the Sierra Madre rooftops, the only place I do any performing is the Aces Theater in Las--New Vegas.

Really? Wow. I’ve heard of Las Vegas, read about it in books and things, but I’ve never been there. And I don’t believe I’ve heard of the Sierra Madre. Then again, it’s kind of hard to get out much when you work underground, ahaha.

cherrypie-red Asked:
Ah, Dean. Dean Domino. Singer, entertainer. A pleasure to meet you.

Ooh, a celebrity! Never met anyone so important before. The pleasure’s all mine. And where is it you sing?

cherrypie-red Asked:
Who on EARTH are you?

Oh, hello! I’m Wheatley, a…well, sort of odd-job worker at Aperture Science. Nice to meet you, mister….er, sorry, who are you?

hachetlolita:

boxeswithlegs started following you

xiv-temperance started following you

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"Oh…?" she looked up, “Ah. Hello there."

"Hello!" Wheatley flashed a bright smile. "I’m Wheatley, it’s very nice to meet you. Wow, you’re…I don’t believe I’ve ever seen hair quite that color before. It’s lovely."

(Source: hachet-lolita)

Adventure Man and Cue-Ball

adventurecorerick:

boxeswithlegs:


"Space isn’t so bad once you get used to him. Bit more cheerful than Fact, once all’s said and done." He mused. At the last, he hummed thoughtfully. “Meteor, maybe? Or a satellite, humans are always putting useless things into orbit, aren’t they? Or Fact could have gotten tired of being around you and bumped you back. Could have been anything. Either way, we’re here now, I suppose." He was suddenly aware of his rambling and chuckled nervously. “Er, sorry. Back on track, what have you been up to around here?"

"Hell maybe it could have been that ball of evil, but who knows. I think it had to be somethin’ pretty damn big to give me my damages."He shrugged. “What have I been doin’? Well for one I had to find a place where she wouldn’t find me, then I had found ways to transfer my conscious into human body and find a way to do this without the body, well, explodin’ really.” He waved an arm up and down in front of himself to show what he meant.

"Anyways, what about you? Hidin’ I bet huh? Yeah I had to do that since she almost found me a couple of times. Man I tell ya."

"Oh no, she found me. She definitely found me.” He shuddered at the thought. “Wouldn’t leave me alone about what I’d done, how mad and monstrous I’d been, the pain I’d caused her and the Lady…then sent me off on every mundane errand or awful chore she could think of. Just yesterday I had to clean all the bodies out of the chambers. Just awful.” He pulled a face before looking his companion over in wonder.

"That’s…wow, that’s pretty good craftsmanship, mate. Especially for doing it in secret. How’s the functions, everything running smoothly? Seems a bit hard to get accustomed to, yeah?"