09-01-2023, 03:30 AM
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DMT Mountain Troll
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Originally Posted by VRSCIKA Despite his wife's business being in London, Elon rarely walked around the city unless his wife requested his presence. Today, he was lightly exploring. Mostly, he was just going to bring her a bouquet and lunch. He didn't understand what his daughter and wife found charming about this place really... At least his daughter conveniently agreed to watch her tiny siblings. They really mostly blended in with her own tiny army and he was convinced that his progeny would eventually take over the world.
Back to the matter at hand, he was mapping the area when he saw a familiar face. One of his wife's relatives....oh Odin's beard it was this one. He mentally groaned when he recognized Berkley Byrne. For once in his life...he actually wished it was Baxter that he was looking at. CUE THE AWKWARD GURGLE!!!
Elon was a TRIGGER for his anxiety... and very difficult to miss, seeing as he was a GIANT man that put the fear of Odin into anyone he came across. Berk couldn't help but shift from foot to foot as he fussed with the cuff of his coat nervously. "H---hey Elon... whatareyoudoinghere?" the awkward man-child managed to fumble out. MERLIN... WHY DID HE HAVE TO BE THE WEIRDEST BYRNE TO EVER EXIST?! And where was Elon's WIFE?! His cousin. The nice one of the duo. The one who actually liked him.
WOE WAS HEEEEE! Was it getting hot... or was he about to faint from the sheer volume of his anxiety?! Poop. He could feel himself swaying a bit on the spot, colour draining from his face... |
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