two sugar, two cream. a nice even balance of sweetness and bitterness... black coffee isn't my /favorite/, but i don't hate it.

mm, not really. i just like the taste. coffee doesn't really do... anything for me nowadays? not like it used to. drinking it just to drink it.

[coffee sip...]

um. if you want it back, you can take it. it's just about exploded, though...

... flustered? heheh, i get it. a lot is going on. take a deep breath or two, you got it.

are you alright?? you look a bit dazed. it's okay, i can save it for another day.

chance, when you get a second- i can see you're busy- can you help me with something?

please don't call me guestie bestie

i went there, like, once. but that was a while ago, and there were only girls on the clock. do you have to dress the same as them, or...?

hooters?? hah, wow, didn't know they let guys work there now. sure, i'll come take a look

thank you. where do you work now? i would like to come visit

🤨 ...yknow what, sure. its been awhile since ive had anything like that

yeah i like the buffalo ones. why

?

ugh. punching 1x always feels weird... [shaking goop off his hand.]

i miss my wife

😅

they're saving me for last you're so cooked

IM OUT HERE FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE AND YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT THE MUSIC

too much fighting. too much war. it does nothing but cause /more/ fighting.

i feel kind of... tense.

[turning away, ready to depart, and to continue on his merry journey; he was satisfied with the encounter. after all, maybe the fodder could run off and get instructions on how to perform better for next time. or-? the sound of heavy machination behind him caused him to turn, heart sinking ++

[doing this because he's wondering why he's being stared at]

[he can feel it, though. 🤨]

isn't the saying, "mess with the bull, get the horns" a thing everyone knows?

[twirling the stolen smg in his finger, boot rested on the opposing soldier's back, he rested the muzzle of the gun against their forehead as they tried to bring themselves up.] make sure you can back up your claims. [1337 spoke simply, a hardened stare resting on his scarred face. he held ++

I'M SO GETTING TERMINATED . . . ( 💔 )

[as soon as that gun was drawn, 1337 wasted no time. hand grabbing the barrel, he'd twist their hand toward their chest and grab the gun when taking advantage of their cockiness. followed by a quick sweep under their legs with his muscular own, he'd take the gun he had yanked and use the ++

what kind of solo mission? yelling your arrival to every enemy militia to hear? /while/ you're alone? [if that eyebrow goes up any further it might turn into a butterfly and fly away.]

what's a big scary mech if its handler is too incompetent at the helm? don't mean to be rude, but you don't look like you have much going for you, otherwise. where's the rest of your group? did you get left behind? [thick eyebrow lifting curiously.]

HELPPPP//

it's a nice day though. i love autumn

i fear there's an ulterior motive

um..sure ? Why

what is chat and who is losing

im alive. i have pecs. but im not taking off my shirt or my vest it's cold and unsafe

oh. oh... i suppose this will be a conversation i don't fully understand

why did you specify in front of me.

after everything else you've just said, pardon me for assuming

???? Are you calling my wife hot she is but??

i miss my wife, noob

why exactly does this matter ?? 💧

sure i can. if you danger the citizens of robloxia, then i'll have no choice but to stop you. [staring down at them... stern. raising a big fist like he's going to hit them! but he doesn't.] but you don't look like you're going to be much trouble.

[crossing his arms. not intimidated!] if it were that simple, i wouldn't be the last of my kind. either way, your propaganda is ridiculous, so knock it off.

not that's a bad thing. i'm happy you're happy, elliot.