#lovelybunchof-roses

[red-man-of-mustache]

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"Luigi!" He presses the Luigi button immediately. The moment he saw that build, nose, and....erm uniform he knew who he was talking to! But what puzzled him is he thought the whole "Mr L" thing was over & done with. "I-a thought you were hypnotized into-a wearing that outfit. Why're you dressed up as-a yourself? Memory lane?"

[comic-sans-mailbox]

he hums slightly as chara leans back into him, noting their blush with a small smirk "maybe we can get you a plush of me made huh~" he teases chuckling while he wraps his arms around them to give them a proper embrace as he relaxes in the moment

"so you got the room how ya want it...again I see matchstick"

comic-sans-mailbox liked for a starter with Chara!

Chara was in the process of reorganizing their room. Maybe for the third time this week. They weren't able to tell why their room didn't feel quite right yet, and they were determined to keep moving furniture and such around until it felt like it was where it was supposed to be. They had already moved their bed to be pressed against the back wall, facing towards the door, in the middle so both sides were open. Their computer desk was opposite from where the bathroom and closet resided, next to the large window, to not block out natural light. They stepped back and looked around the room at the different decorations, their bookshelf and give a small hum, thinking to themselves.

"I don't know what's missing here..." they mumble, shaking their head.

[akirusu1]

A match in the coffee

( @lovelybunchof-roses

The Boss was going to be gone for a couple days on a short vacation with his daughter, leaving Akira in charge of the store while he was gone, while he had moved out of the stores attic a few years ago he still frequented to pick up shits and help the old man out, at least sojiro had let him put up some help wanted signs while he was gone.

Café Leblanc from the outside was rather tucked away, some would say hidden in the city, despite this it was something of a local famous spot for its regulars who came for its outstanding coffee and curry.

Although today looked to be a departure from that as Akira heard the bell above the door ring and someone with distinctive Red hair and eyes came into the room

“Welcome, don’t see too many new faces in the shop, what can I get you?” Akira smiled comfortably at the stranger completely at ease.

[unlessitsafarm]

@lovelybunchof-roses

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A new mission, finally! The RED Soldier never dared to complain, far from it - his role was to do what he's been ordered and order those beneath him, not have a saying about their battlefields! -, but leaving the usual dustbowls for new ones is always quite a treat! New sands! New derelict buildings! New holes where to fall! It's always the same, but with a twist!

All of this to say: he was in a particularly good mood, today. Maybe one wouldn't notice it right away... at least until one noticed his bouncy leg, almost as if he couldn't bear the idea of just sitting there and doing nothing for that long.

Or at least, he thought he was going to do nothing. Usually people avoid his company like the plague during those long rides. Wonder why.

"Greetings, son!", he proudly exclaims, even jumping on his two feet and saluting as the other enters... and admits, at least to himself, that yes. He did forget. Or, rather, genuinely believed her name was Spy. Miss Pauling introduced them, some time ago, he's quite sure... but he always had the tendency to space out when people talk too much and introduce themselves.

"Jane Doe, bit you will call me Soldier!." a big hand is practically shoved in her, squeezing and shaking it without hesitation. "There's no need to focus to much on names on the battlefield! All you have to know is that I'll make sure that no filthy BLU will defeat us once we reach our destination!"

[carebare-anon]

“Indeed, I am an outlier, through circumstances and deliberate action I’ve become altered” he states, having to look up at the taller man, his tone and body language flat, in contrast to the small smile on his face.

Greetings to you Albert, I look forward to observing you in the future, I’m suppose your not to unfamiliar with such things, though I imagine you prefer to do the observation hmm (carebareanon)

How interesting... This one comes in red. Wesker chuckles in slight amusement before adjusting his sunglasses.

"Hm... I don't remember the last time someone has ever referred to me using my first name. I'd usually consider that a high level of disrespect... but perhaps I'll allow it to slide," he muses. He then steps over towards Care, tilting his head at him.

"You'd be correct in your assumptions, but I must admit, given my previous circumstances in my world, I'm not unfamiliar with being under a watchful eye. Observe away. But, answer me this... Many of the... well, the Mansion would call them "Guests of Honor", I've also heard a term... 'Anons'? Is it commonplace for one to be a different color than the grey I've seen frequently, or are you an outlier?"

[comic-sans-mailbox]

Sans had sat down for a breather while poking around this timeline searching for good spare parts or valuables to take back to his own timeline when he heard something approaching, he went over to the corner and sat down limp against the wall, well used to the roaming undead here ignoring him as long as he did not draw any attention to himself.

He was quite surprised when someone alive walked into the room he watched the human dissmis his appearance there and start looking around the room and going over papers, Sans grinning and unable to help himself spoke up "oh you lootin the place to?"

comic-sans-mailbox liked for a starter with Leon!

Another day and another mission, something that came to him rather naturally. Leon was known to try to jump from one mission directly into the next one. Then again, the Government wasn't known for giving him a holiday... Not with this kind of shit going on.

Leon walked through the building, his eyes scanning over his surroundings. This area looks quiet, and it looked like it was reasonable to assume the information he was looking for would be in here. He walks towards the desk in the back area of the room, not even noticing the skeleton in a blue hoodie in the corner. He opens the doors and begins looking through different papers.

[red-man-of-mustache]

"Y-you try getting hit with-a something and then loving it..."

"I HATE READING-"

[akirusu1]

Akira nodded at her as she came in sitting up fully "Thank you for that, the gesture is appreciated."He licks his lips at the sight of the food before bringing his hand up to his chin to make a show of considering eating alone or not "well, I think you can stay, food is usually better with company after all, and I don't think I'll get many meals with friendly royalty"

As he talked he was adjusting the placement of the soup bowl a little and decided to go ahead and try some, savoring it with a soft smile.

“Don’t be afraid” akirusu1 for princess peach

The Princess had been out on her own for the day, which wasn't all that unusual. However, her finding a strange person on her way back home, in a dark, secluded area, with no signs of others around?

That was unusual.

Her posture stiffens when she hears the voice, her blue eyes falling onto the figure. She squints, trying to see if she recognized them, but no such luck. Cautiously, she moves a bit closer.

"You know... Many people who first say that to someone new intend to cause harm," Peach hums out. "Who are you? And what are you doing here of all places?"

[red-man-of-mustache]

Again, Mr L was insistent that Luigi wasn't in there but Mario listened as if his brother was speaking all the same. Hearing him express a tinge of impatience towards riding a boat made him chuckle. It was definitely something he could see! Despite the ups,downs, and all arounds in the story Mario was able to understand perfectly. For some reason most of his adventures in this regard were..."closer" to one another. Then again he utilized similar abilities in that time of his life.

When L slowed down to check Mario bounced back immediately with "Of-a course! I may not-a understand the magical aspect but I see you're workshopping a way do dimension hop. That much I can-a see! And when you did it wasn't right where y' wanted but it was-a close. Three days may not-a sound close but I think that's-a pretty good across dimensions." He complimented. "Impressive! I wish I-a knew how to hop from-a place to place. With-a magic not just...a hop." He even jumped to accent his comment.

I'm not regretting this decision immediately. I'm not regretting this decision immediately. I am NOT regretting this immediately...

This is where most people would say Mr. L needs to brush up on his social skills and etiquette. He would sooner tell them to fuck off, but given that he couldn't give a logical reason to tell Mario no to accompanying him, these are natural consequences. Most would have called them positive consequences, he... wasn't so sure he agreed. Feeling the elbow jab, his shoulders tensed momentarily before he forced himself to relax again. Right. This one is a bit touchy. Come to think of it, a lot of the people here were. L raises a brow at him at the joke.

"Funny. So, interestingly enough, being able to replicate Lady Timpani's ability to enter and leave Flipside was a bit complex but achievable after some further investigations and research. Once I understood that part, being able to re-route that into a vessel of sorts, such as a door as that was what I picked for convenience, was fairly easy. But Flipside, wherever it resides specifically within its dimension, isn't quite close to the Mushroom Kingdom, at least when transitioning from where I placed the vessel, but if I go through the door I placed in Flopside, I end up in Rogueport, and the last thing I'm going to do is get on a boat to travel for three days so that one's a bust," L ends up rambling for the moment, a hand coming up to grasp his chin in thought as he went back through the information he had. He might still be able to figure something out for Flopside eventually such as relocating the door. "Instead it's currently two different Warp-Pipes, a bit of a trek between the two pipes, to get between the Mushroom Kingdom back to the door for Flipside. Did I lose you in any of that? I only just realized I kept going without seeing if you were following."

[red-man-of-mustache]

"Woo-hoo!" He celebrated the other's less-than-enthusiastic allowance but it was a yes regardless! His pumped-up arm fell to the side as he saw Mr L wasted no time in shoving off. Naturally he followed along with a hearty trot. Wherever they were headed, he'd be happy to see what his...erm, not-brother was up to. He saw a side of Mr L when he fought to get the Chaos Hearts... this should be interesting. Bowser every now and again revealed the more casual side to him but you blink and you miss it! These kinds of moments taught Mario to stop and smell the roses.

"Sounds like you're watin' on-a someone to bring you back. Or maybe there's-a some door you can only open a few times a day. Am I in-a the right ballpark?" Mario wasn't too good with dimensional travel. Most times in his adventures someone conveniently could work out the kinks for him. "This also tells me you come here often." His horrible joke was accented by a light elbow jab to the other. "Ehh? Get it?? C'mere often?"

That actually isn't fine, and I did not prepare for this interaction in the slightest, and now I'm here, what am I supposed to do with this--

L was taken aback a moment, not because of the offer of Mario coming along with him. But the fact that he hadn't... expected it. Then again, he also wasn't expecting to run into the red hero at this time, and he had secretly been hoping to avoid the situation altogether, if possible. However, fate had a different opinion. He hesitated as he was thinking about a proper response to give. What came out of his mouth made him want to kick himself but he already knew it was likely the only answer he could give.

"Fine. You do bring up a fair point in this, and... I don't have a reason to say no," he says with a small nod. If he had to guess, it was the tiny part of him that still retained remnants of his other half, just as the other had of him. A complete separation of the two personas wasn't possible-- not without severe consequences.

He turned to head to the electronics and computer parts store, his hands slipping into his pockets. "I will warn, since it's a further trip from Flopside to the Mushroom Kingdom, I'm... usually around here longer. There isn't currently a direct way between the two yet, so when I am here, I tend to stay here longer than usual."

[red-man-of-mustache]

The dazed look in his eyes wasn't because he didn't catch what Luigi Mr L was saying. Seeing who he believed to be his brother say such things was always so surreal. He'd never quite get used to this persona. The tall timid green-clad man he grew up with was this now.... apparently. But, maybe he was looking at this wrong! Mario's a problem solver. If Mr L truly isn't Luigi then he's gonna have to go about this a different way. Even without accepting the situation he was grasping what was going on. Or was he?

"I-I see...well, mind if I tag along then?" Mario offered cordially. "Not to be-a some sort've helicopter brother or anything. If-a you say you aren't my brother then that's-a fine." It wasn't. " But, I'd like-a to see what you do for fun. Or just-a casually. I'm-a curious! Last I saw you, it wasn't exactly on-a good terms y'know. I'm-a sure you know. And it seems like we're having a good go of-a things this time."

Given it's my name, it's the least that could be done. L manages to bite his tongue on that thought. He then sighs and pulls out his phone, checking the time. It wasn't anywhere near closing time for the shop he was going to, but something mentally told him this would last longer than he would have planned for. And depending on how Mario took his answers, this could last longer than even then.

"I'm not stealing. Well..." he trailed off, not able to help himself with teasing the idea of the red hero having to panic about his precious little brother turning evil again. He gives a small smirk and shakes his head.

"It's a joke. No, I stay in Flopside, I do my own thing, as my own person. Your brother isn't with me, that I can assure you," he says. "I'm not sure you really wish to go down this path. Especially given my... lack of any visual aids to assist you here, and I haven't been known to be the best teacher."

[red-man-of-mustache]

Same tone he used to use too. Mario's wonder only deepened but maybe it wasn't as complicated as he was making it? "Just like-a back then... Mr L." He thought aloud. "O-okay, if you want to be-a called Mr L, that's-a fine. I'll give you that." He conceded on the point but he just had to know... "Why? What's-a makin' you dress up like this again?" He didn't realize truly just how little room he had to press with here. Though Mario felt this was his brother whether he was Mr L or not. Luigi was in there somewhere.

Did he have to go and find Dimentio again?? He doesn't remember him being...well, whole at the end of everything. "I hope you're not-a running around stealing again too. I'm-a worried."

L should have known his mistake from the beginning... He went out in public, specifically the Mushroom Kingdom, during a steady and quiet afternoon, and as far as he was aware, no kidnapped Princesses. Or new villains with plots of world domination that usually led to a Princess being kidnapped along the way. Normally he kept to himself in Flopside, it just made things... simpler, but he couldn't always get everything he needed from where he resided.

Like today for example, some mechanical parts and circuits for one of his projects he had put on hold. His shoulders went rigid when he heard the name, along with the voice behind him. Of all people to run into... he thought before sighing and glancing over his shoulder.

"You have the wrong person. It's L," he states bluntly, an edge of irritation in his tone. Mario didn't know, he knew and understood that. However, hearing his other half's name, used for him, would always bother him.

[comic-sans-mailbox]

Sans had come over to hang out with chara when he heard them talking on his way to their room, smiling to himself he walked into the room behind them and laid his chin on their shoulder, draping himself on them "hmm looks good to me, could use some bones maybe? I might have a few spare ribs" he said, drumming his fingers on their side.

comic-sans-mailbox liked for a starter with Chara!

Chara was in the process of reorganizing their room. Maybe for the third time this week. They weren't able to tell why their room didn't feel quite right yet, and they were determined to keep moving furniture and such around until it felt like it was where it was supposed to be. They had already moved their bed to be pressed against the back wall, facing towards the door, in the middle so both sides were open. Their computer desk was opposite from where the bathroom and closet resided, next to the large window, to not block out natural light. They stepped back and looked around the room at the different decorations, their bookshelf and give a small hum, thinking to themselves.

"I don't know what's missing here..." they mumble, shaking their head.

[comic-sans-mailbox]

he tilted his head, confused for a moment for a look of realization came over him and he nodded to himself "ah forgot human architecture doesn't value puzzles traditionally, but no I do think its the correct way of doin' building, how else are you supposed to discourage folks from coming in? making the place impenetrable? they'll just tear a wall down then" Sans explained, reciting monster building philosophy he had heard all his life "the best way to get people to stay out, is to make it to frustrating to continue forward"

comic-sans-mailbox liked for a starter with Leon!

Another day and another mission, something that came to him rather naturally. Leon was known to try to jump from one mission directly into the next one. Then again, the Government wasn't known for giving him a holiday... Not with this kind of shit going on.

Leon walked through the building, his eyes scanning over his surroundings. This area looks quiet, and it looked like it was reasonable to assume the information he was looking for would be in here. He walks towards the desk in the back area of the room, not even noticing the skeleton in a blue hoodie in the corner. He opens the doors and begins looking through different papers.

[comic-sans-mailbox]

"of COURSE i would!" sans said, excitement bubbling over for a moment before he calmed back down, mind racing with constellations he had read about when he was a child, and had now gotten to see "are we thinking the main famous ones, or are we going for aesthetics?" his eyes were tracing out where they could put and how many on the ceiling "could put some on the walls to" he said, staring to babble aloud about the idea

comic-sans-mailbox liked for a starter with Chara!

Chara was in the process of reorganizing their room. Maybe for the third time this week. They weren't able to tell why their room didn't feel quite right yet, and they were determined to keep moving furniture and such around until it felt like it was where it was supposed to be. They had already moved their bed to be pressed against the back wall, facing towards the door, in the middle so both sides were open. Their computer desk was opposite from where the bathroom and closet resided, next to the large window, to not block out natural light. They stepped back and looked around the room at the different decorations, their bookshelf and give a small hum, thinking to themselves.

"I don't know what's missing here..." they mumble, shaking their head.

[comic-sans-mailbox]

Sans grinned at them as he rolled onto his side matching them and getting a bit closer “yup! Sharks came first by about 380 million years!” He said grin stretching wider. “Wild to think about huh”

comic-sans-mailbox liked for a starter with Chara!

Chara was in the process of reorganizing their room. Maybe for the third time this week. They weren't able to tell why their room didn't feel quite right yet, and they were determined to keep moving furniture and such around until it felt like it was where it was supposed to be. They had already moved their bed to be pressed against the back wall, facing towards the door, in the middle so both sides were open. Their computer desk was opposite from where the bathroom and closet resided, next to the large window, to not block out natural light. They stepped back and looked around the room at the different decorations, their bookshelf and give a small hum, thinking to themselves.

"I don't know what's missing here..." they mumble, shaking their head.