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Watch as the forth wall slowly weeps | Bad Girl + Travis

[It was hard to believe just minutes ago in this odd little apartment that a massive fight had been going on. The smell of alcohol and fire was still floating in the air, while blood stained the floor and walls. However, a fight had taken place here, if the body laying dead in the room was any indication. The corpse in question was very obviously female, recently deceased. Her body was sprawled out on the green floor, having most likely fallen in that position when she died.

There were probably a lot of questions regarding the scene...if you have never played No More Heroes. Even so, there was one question that no one would be asking.

"Is she dead?"

Of course she was dead! Just look at all that blood around her and her twitching body...wait. IS SHE MOVING?!]

Uggg....fuck...

[She groans, looking down at her stomach where she had been impaled. No mark on her clothing, so that was always a good sign. Also, seemed like the blood was clearing out of her apartment nicely. Ah the benefits of being a character in a video game.]

Phew! What a day. Can't believe that shithead actually tried bitter this time.

[Bad Girl got to her feet, using her bat as leverage to hoist herself up. Once on her feet, she walks over towards her fridge, grabs a cold one, then sits down on her couch. Hopefully, a certain otaku wouldn't be late to their little get-together.]

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travis,
wade

like you're satin in a coffin | travis+wade

[All in all, Travis Touchdown wasn't the sort for gainful 9-to-5 employment. There were only so many respectable gigs to be had in Santa Destroy--less so, with the city's economy in shambles post-UAA--and even those weren't paying half what they had compared to, say, two-three years ago? As reluctant as he was to admit it, there was only so long he'd be able to last on the leftovers of his old UAA days. Picking the old beam katana back up was going to happen sooner or later.

So why not sooner? And why not take out somebody big while he was at it, too?

One thing led to another and after way too goddamn long he got a hit. Some mob thing or whatever; like he could really afford to question it, especially not now that he'd jumped on board for sure. And lo and behold, here he is: still wearing the same old dorky t-shirt/jacket/jeans combo, still brandishing a light-up sword like an idiot and whacking a bunch of slower idiots with it. Straight up for cash now, though. Something about it doesn't sit right with him, and then he remembers:

It's just a job. The daily grind.

Travis grits his teeth, extricating his sword from some unfortunate sucker's skull.]

'Least I fought you head on. And didn't beat you to death with a baseball bat. [He chuckles, humorless, and moves down the hall in search of the real target.

He hates having to go back to this. But he's not good at much else nowadays.]

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TRAVIS TOUCHDOWN HUG GRAND PRIX

[Travis Touchdown is innocently going about his day, doing odd jobs, sitting around his house, walking down the street, randomly in your character's canon, whatever.

Except there's a big obnoxious HUG ME sign on his back and he hasn't noticed.

~~if your character is tsun, they now feel the uncontrollable desire to hug travis for now reason~~

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR GO HUG THE IDIOT]

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lydia,
travis

dig your hole, dig it fast | travis+lydia

[Travis doesn't know why he still comes here. The drinks all suck; the ambiance (if you could call it that) is null; everyone else here is crouched over their drinks as miserably as he is, sulking over his own half-empty beer.

Maybe he just feels sorry for himself. And, well, a shitty night calls for a shitty bar and even shittier beer.]

Jesus fucking Christ.

[Screw it. He drains the rest of the glass and sets it back onto the table with a thunk. Maybe if he has some more it'll start tasting good, or something.]