homophonic ❆ wolfwood

[bindings]

wolfwood

Of course I missed you.

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[crucifer]

[ Shenhe please. Goal is now to see her smile or laugh at least once. ]

Ask away if you don't know what something means.

[ And. ]

Superevent that happened a hundred fifty years ago. Mankind left our old planet 'cause it was dyin' to look for a new place, but shit happened and it all crashed down on No Man's Land. A hundred and fifty years later, here I am.

[ Same energy of 'I was abandoned at the park as a boy, and now I'm here'. ]

[bindings]

[this is an extremely difficult task for Reasons but good luck wolfwood]

The planet was dying?

[that's alarming. she didn't know that's a thing that could even happen hello

a beat.]

Are you a hundred and fifty years old?

[crucifer]

[ Do it for me...... ]

Yeah. To the first thing.

No. To the second thing.

[ The idea alone makes his nose scrunch. Fuck that, he doesn't want to be on this hell planet for that long. He only wants to be there long enough to see the orphanage make it. ]

I was born way after the Big Fall.

[bindings]

Oh. So it's a story passed down.

[makes sense.]

You don't seem that old.

[crucifer]

Yeah, I'm a young and perky adult. How old do you think I am?

[ He has no idea how old Shenhe is, he realises. Because he's bad about reading profiles. Also it really is my belief that he just asks this to people sometimes just to mess with them and also just see how old he comes off. ]

[bindings]

[bro not even shenhe knows how old she is and yet, somehow, we know her birthday. anyway, she peers at him.

she is very bad at this.]

... Forty years?

[crucifer]

Ow...

That stings...

[ FORTY?! THE PLANET IS ROUGH AND HORRIBLE BUT FORTY?! ]

[bindings]

[HELP]

Is that not a respectable age? [she really is like ???]

[crucifer]

Kinda feels like you're telling me I look aged.

[ WHAT, LIKE A BEEF? ]

How old are you?

[bindings]

[a beef]

... I'm not sure.

[crucifer]

...Lost count?

[ Given she mentioned being immortal... ]

[bindings]

I never kept count to begin with. [did she mention that] I suppose my Master would know, but I never asked.

... I can't, now.

[crucifer]

[ Assumes she is like a thousand years old, which means he will not be asking, thank you. ]

Look like twenties to me.

[ But he'll give that much out. ]

[bindings]

[she glances at him.

a pause.]

... You also look like twenties. [nice save]

[crucifer]

That's not what you said earlier.

[ He's just being mean. ]

[bindings]

It is. You misheard. [she is not very good at lying, either.]

[crucifer]

I guess my hearing might be going out at the ripe age of forty.

[ Lmao. ]

[bindings]

It must be. [wait fuck] Ah - hm.

[crucifer]

[ Heh.

Gottem. ]

You're pretty funny.

[ TO BULLY!! Stop him. ]

[bindings]

[she has never in her life been told she's funny, which is why again she looks at him like he's making fun of her

and then she gets a look at his face and immediately without hesitation tries to flick him in the forehead. binch!!!]

[crucifer]

[ Huah.

He may be nerfed but he still has his fast reflexes, so his head tips backwards to dodge it, a shitty laugh coming from him. He was definitely making fun of her. ]

Whoa there, movin' a little fast.

[bindings]

[she looks disgruntled that he dodged it, but - good to know. he's fast. she stores this away in her brain filing cabinets.]

So are you. [she means that literally,] Don't make me hit you with my sign.

[crucifer]

[ Straightening, putting a small respectable distance between her and him in case she wants to hit him again. ]

What's that mean?

[ Sign? ]

[bindings]

[this is so funny

she makes a hold on motion with her hand, and wanders off. when she comes back about five minutes later she is holding a whole-ass stop sign.

this.]

[crucifer]

[ HELP NOT THE STOP SIGN I will open this journal up for you if you just want to use it for gagtags in places. It's killing me that I made this as a joke for chroma and it keeps finding its uses for cameos. ]

...

Is that your weapon?