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Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

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Np

@NarayanK

love u

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Thanks

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As ever I am in awe of your drawing speed. That's a very good picture for just ten minutes.

...

Now I want to see a Naryan rendition of the end of my last post.

@Silvan Haven

Do this

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really getting used to that tablet eh

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@Silvan Haven@Crimmy@Write@Plank Sinatra

I frowned now.

"I'm not pouting."

I most probably was to an extent, but nothing that could be called "cutesy", you know? You'd have to be cute in the first place to pull that off. That is not how I'd describe myself. That's not how I'd want to describe myself. A guy's gotta be handsome, you know?

"Handsome". If I could pout handsomely, I might be okay with doing it, but the bottom line was that I didn't want to acknowledge the possibility.

Especially not if it was "cutesy".

For you see:

"Cute" is only okay in specific circumstances to start with, like Lauren calling me her "cute little brother she never had" or something like that. Maybe as a method of denoting a specific, more innocent breed of attractive, like that waiter Bianca was hitting up. "Cutesy", though, is right out! That means I'm trying at being specifically "cute", which would ruin any appeal it has in the first place!

I've watched my degenerate cartoons. I've read my fair share of manga. I respect "cute girls doing cute things" as a massively influential sub-genre of Slice of Life. I know the ins and outs of cuteness, far more than a boy my age should ever proudly claim. I cannot accept being accused of being "cutesy". If I am ever "cute", I'm going to be so naturally, dammit! Cultivating it and putting on a show of it is simply disingenuous, and I'm an honest enough man to say no to that every time!

I will be the respectable kind of "cute"!

...

Still, "handsome" is probably king amongst appearance qualifiers.

And I'm not quite nobility...

Didn't I also just say that I didn't want to describe myself as "cute", either? Lucas Schwarz, you are a real mess.

I sighed, noticing Gratia's eyes flicker upwards in that familiar, "I-think-your-hair-is-alive" manner of hers.

Back to something resembling neutrality, normalcy (at least for us), we went.

"So, any new findings on the great ahoge report?"

I only asked it in moderate jest. After all, I vowed to myself that I'd let her go about her business with it in exchange for leaving her in the dust.

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@NarayanK

Oswald needs more face scarring. Perhaps missing an eye too. He just can't be that Gutts expy without some facial horrors going on all up in there.

@Lucius Cypher

good thing there's no such thing as a gutts to begin with

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@Silvan Haven@Crimmy@Write@Plank Sinatra

Th-That was just the same "toneless sarcasm" I reserved for whenever I wanted to subtly tell one of my sisters they were doing something dumb. Come on, Gratia! I'm trying my best here! Don't treat me like a foolhardy teenager who's about to try and kickflip over his own sister who is in the middle of a hip-bridge!

I'm not nearly as insane as those two for an honest question! Even if they pulled it off!

"Well yeah, obviously. I was wondering what the acronym stood for, but I get it. Look it up myself, no spoonfeeding." I replied off the cuff, admittedly while letting a touch of annoyance slip into my tone and expression. Actually, it probably looked more like pouty muttering...

Try as I might, I was not a stoic like she was.

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afro is a dirty meme stealer who only credited thelegendaryp in the description for that idea

he should know nobody reads those, that venezuelan rat

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@Silvan Haven@Crimmy@Write@Plank Sinatra

"Thanks. I'll check them out tomorrow." I said, despite knowing that she'd probably happily tell me that she didn't care what I did with the information or when I did it. Hell, she probably wasn't even too worried about whether or not I'd follow through at all, even if I was taking an interest that was more than just idle chit-chat.

The waves were still waves. Despite living most of my life closer to a mountain range than a beach, I could only stay excited about the exact same thing for so long. I looked up.

The city hadn't gotten dimmer. The skies were still mostly empty. Nothing new there, either.

Well, I supposed the waves at least had the regularity of the sound going for them. Even if they were nothing much to look at on a calm night like this, that was still nice.

"R&B?" I asked, looking back over to her in the end. Her eyes met mine immediately, and had more than likely never left me the whole time.

I reminded myself never to get into a staring contest with her.

Not that I expected she'd humor me if I had the idea in the first place...