quackity1999

[quackity1999]

mod why are you so funny. please sleep

[ OOC: because i watch chuckle sandwich to fall asleep amen and pogcham— [ GUNSHOT ] sorry. IM SLEEPING BYE ]

[quackity1999]

[ OOC: i had a moment of weakness aka rbed some lore posts.

BUT BUT BUT i suggest lookin thru the delegation tag ( #delegation—LN TEXTBOOK. )

it is a collection of indepth posts of introspection / details from q regarding all aspects of the server, his life, his choices, etc. im v proud of the stuff in there and i hope ppl enjoy it as much as i do!!!

also IM GOING TO TAKE A NAP im tired. snrkkk mimimi inbox is slow atm but feel free to yap @ q. can be literally anything <3 tho i wont always reply to every goofy anon. keep that in mind! ]

[quackity1999]

How much do you trust Sam? Your connection is only based off gain and profit. I don't see that to be the pinnacle of a healthy friendship, Big Q

you musn't have a basic understanding of how business works, then.

while sam and i do have a sense of mutual trust, it’s one built on reliability and efficiency. not sentimentality. he knows what’s at stake, and i'm well aware of his limits— our partnership thrives because we’re pragmatic, not hesitant.

a friendship built on profit may seem hollow to you, but it’s one of the most reliable dynamics i've had in a long time. in this server, trust isn’t free, and i'd rather gamble on sam's easily manipulated logic than someone else’s steadily motive-driven intentions.

plus, he's . . helpfully naive at times— hard to budge, but. i know what makes him tick. :]

[quackity1999]

how long does it take for you to wash blood off? is it tedious?

it's part of the job.

i take pride in how i present myself, of course, if that's not evident by now: i spend a good few hours in early mornings down at the laundromat after my "visits" to the vault. tends to be empty around then, y'know, except some lingering homeless folks who don't really bat an eye.

the discoloration on my sleeves is fucking frustrating. and the scent. i do have a burgundy shirt i've started using, though, just so it's far less hassle to maintain. rings and jewellery stay back in las nevadas, as does my tie.

i think the worst part is when my wings get bloody. but it's not my own for once, thank prime.

[quackity1999]

Boardwalks, tunnels, or bridges?

boardwalks all the fucking way.

when i was a kid back in mexico, like, 5 or 6, i think? my mama bought me elotes for the first time, okay. i remember the bustling noise; vendors shouting, lights flashing, food wafting into your nostrils. mmm-mm.

and the joys of people watching— unfiltered eagerness, disappointment over losing cash to rigged games, every ounce of that easygoing determination. stupid teenagers using fake IDs, little kids clutching oversized stuffed animals they’ll probably forget by next week, couples snogging behind the ferris wheel.

i dunno. it's a good memory. i guess the sea breeze just felt nice in my feathers.

[quackity1999]

Oooh that's a good idea, you should become the next techno! Go all bloodlust-y!

what happens in prison stays in prison.

[quackity1999]

do you get ghost tourists?

uh, they're like. semi-common but unpredictable.

ghosts kinda show up sporadically depending on the energy of the city, fading in with the neon glow, and sometimes get mistaken for drunken hallucinations. i think there's a few who got stuck as former gamblers and simply never left.

ghosts linger a fuckton, see. haunt their old poker tables, waiting for a hand they’ll never get to play. but they love backseat gambling— and that either gets the living players thrilled for an experienced hand accompanying them, or plainly freaked the hell out. the superstitious folks love it.

and every once in a while, a ghost wins the slots without inserting a single NVD coin. which fucking sucks for us, because we, hah. um. we lose money from that.

[quackity1999]

Quackity, what's your opinion on mortality?

i mean— i've already, like, died once. back then, i thought that, sure, people die all the time, it’s part of the world’s brutal rhythm. great, that's fun.

then i got an axe to the face and it taught me that i only had to become stronger.

but what i've learned is that people fear dying, and that fear makes them predictable. if you can control someone’s safety—whether through business, politics, or brute force—you can control them. i've seen men throw away fortunes at the poker table for one more shot at life, one more chance to be lucky. and i've made a business off it.

i'm not above killing, but i prefer breaking a person down in ways they can’t just respawn from.

for me, death is something to outrun. you move fast, you make the right calls, you don’t hesitate. the second you stop, you die.

and i'm working on . . seeing what the possibilities of avoiding it are. :]

[quackity1999]

i hope you SIP on coffee. 🤤🤤 cofge

covkfhhhgee

[quackity1999]

The binary code said ‘This message is just a random string of code to take up space :]’

oh.

OHHHH.

haaaa. i got— i thought— okay. that's fine. i mean, yeah, that absolutely was a fucking waste of space and it also freaked me the hell out! what the fuck! okay!

[quackity1999]

cunt.

yes?

[quackity1999]

....if I were to have found an itty bitty weird little kitty under the stairs to the casino, and I kept it on my shoulder and trained it to be good.

Would you let me keep it? Who could say no to those two-no, three? Who could say no to those big old eyes!

-🎇

train it to kill purpled's dog and we'll be golden.

i'm joking! ha. hahaha. um. please at the very fucking least toilet train the thing. i'll literally give you like 5 NVD extra if you do.

[quackity1999]

can u kiss my chronic pain better pretty please

–_– only bc i also have chronic pain. mwa

[quackity1999]

Quackity.

wwwwhhhaaaaaaat. what is it. what do you want. make your fucking point, i'm all ears.

[quackity1999]

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WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT‼️‼️

[quackity1999]

🐜🪲🐛🐞 BUG INFESTATION GO

[quackity1999]

Dude honest to G-d I’m just trying to get you riled up. If it’s too much, I can stop. You just struck me as someone who’d like being praised. But if you’re in the mood for something more aggressive I can do that, too

— H18

[ quackity tilts his head. ]

oh.

i thought you were being a dick to just be a dick. s'what most people tend to lean towards, anyway. not, like, saying that you were being a dick— i. yeah. i haven't let anyone talk to me like that in ages. it's a little jarring. ha.

. . ugh. okay— i'm not against you pestering me while i work, though. it's kinda like what i do with investors who hesitate. gotta persuade them a different way.

im— talking too much.