I'll try to get something done by today, been a rough day so don't expect it to be like 45 paragraphs long lmao
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Ohok my bad then, I was kinda drunk when I wrote the reply HAHA
I wish someone wanted to make a collab with good 'ol Rägnar :^(
@Afro Samurai
Óscar shook his head "No, try to stay positive" he muttered to himself, raising an eyebrow as Walter entered the canteen and sat down on the table "Hey mate." he said, not really knowing what to say. Walter was the weird kind of guy, which wasn't a bad thing, it's just that the Spaniard didn't really know how to interact or talk to him, most of the time being isolated from the rest of the group. Blacks weren't a common thing in the camp, nor in Spain or France, so getting teamed with one of them could be interesting to know more about their culture and what-not, even though he was fluent in "black music", or at least that's what they called it: Jazz, Blues, some Swing, etc...
@Kessir Tarkin
He then glanced at Kaneda, at the offer of some "team-building exercise". "Sure, I'll be there, it never hurts to talk with the team am I right?" he chuckled softly, looking around before pushing his own spaghetti plate away from him, crossing his arms "Yeah, not eating that" he thought, the leftovers of the tomato sauce slowly starting to spin around in the plate itself, before a small blob of sauce slowly drifted towards a near table, using his powers to make it spin around a soldier's head, who laughed and looked back at Óscar with a dismissive look "I'll stick a bayonet up yer ass mate..." he said, chuckling and winking at him, the sauce instantly getting back to the Spaniard's plate as he chuckled back. "Well, most of the guys here are alright...".
The siblings kept it to themselves, the man doing most of the talking as he clearly saw Belasý eyeing him, which he responded by blowing a raspberry at her before shuffling on his own place, scanning the rest of the team, noticing that the Captain was nowhere to be seen, or at least near. "Hey, guys, do ya think we're gonna do algo cool today? Like, you must've seen that weird guy with the Captain, and he's been acting quite rarely these last few days..." he then leaned on the table with both of his hands "Any ideas?" he asked, not really expecting a reply to that answer: Let's be honest, maybe they all knew what was going on and he was the one that didn't.
Óscar shook his head "No, try to stay positive" he muttered to himself, raising an eyebrow as Walter entered the canteen and sat down on the table "Hey mate." he said, not really knowing what to say. Walter was the weird kind of guy, which wasn't a bad thing, it's just that the Spaniard didn't really know how to interact or talk to him, most of the time being isolated from the rest of the group. Blacks weren't a common thing in the camp, nor in Spain or France, so getting teamed with one of them could be interesting to know more about their culture and what-not, even though he was fluent in "black music", or at least that's what they called it: Jazz, Blues, some Swing, etc...
@Kessir Tarkin
He then glanced at Kaneda, at the offer of some "team-building exercise". "Sure, I'll be there, it never hurts to talk with the team am I right?" he chuckled softly, looking around before pushing his own spaghetti plate away from him, crossing his arms "Yeah, not eating that" he thought, the leftovers of the tomato sauce slowly starting to spin around in the plate itself, before a small blob of sauce slowly drifted towards a near table, using his powers to make it spin around a soldier's head, who laughed and looked back at Óscar with a dismissive look "I'll stick a bayonet up yer ass mate..." he said, chuckling and winking at him, the sauce instantly getting back to the Spaniard's plate as he chuckled back. "Well, most of the guys here are alright...".
The siblings kept it to themselves, the man doing most of the talking as he clearly saw Belasý eyeing him, which he responded by blowing a raspberry at her before shuffling on his own place, scanning the rest of the team, noticing that the Captain was nowhere to be seen, or at least near. "Hey, guys, do ya think we're gonna do algo cool today? Like, you must've seen that weird guy with the Captain, and he's been acting quite rarely these last few days..." he then leaned on the table with both of his hands "Any ideas?" he asked, not really expecting a reply to that answer: Let's be honest, maybe they all knew what was going on and he was the one that didn't.
Wait I've been in highschool what happened.
@shylarah Yeah yeah yeah that sounds good, gives us more of a handicap.
I'm for real, I would love that.
I'm for real, I would love that.
Imma wait for someone to make the police arrive at the scene, then I'll reply yes.
@Afro Samurai I prefer this version instead. youtube.com/watch?v=3Q12xOukVAI
@Afro Samurai Dew it, just like Palpatine would say.
Hey Palpatine, what're we gonna do with this meat? Stew it.
Palpatine, can we uh, pray to Yahweh? Jew it.
Hey Palpatine, what're we gonna do with this meat? Stew it.
Palpatine, can we uh, pray to Yahweh? Jew it.
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