#mama leech rp

[mama-cordelia-leech]

Wildest fight the tweels ever got into?? I gotta know!!

They got into a fight over a seashell when they were real little. That hospital visit Cost me 20 grand

[mrsashengrotto]

Hello Mrs. Ashengrotto I wanted to ask you if you'd think Azul would mind if I married Floyd?

Hello, darling!

In all honesty, I think Azul may be a bit miffed about the decreased hours Floyd would work. Not to worry, though, I'll make sure he doesn't get carried away - you and your sweetheart have a right to love!

That is, if he accepts your proposal.

[krisling-crossroads-mod]

The list of blogs:

@floyd-leech-thing

@rollo-flamme-nbc

@savanaclaw-jack-howl

@lilithin-the-rewriter

@sebek-the-greatest-retainer

@heartslabyul-ace-trappola

@rook-the-hunter

@the-honest-fellow-fellow-honest

@sir-baul-zigvolt

@mama-cordelia-leech

@malleus-prince-of-briar-valley

@the-star-scarf-etoile

@the-shroud-brothers-blog

@the-halloween-pumpkin-king

@vesper-the-voodoo-king

And if you’re new and see a pattern here, yes, these are mostly twst rp blogs except for a few

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[katb357]

Sicktember 9: “Home Remedies”

John Gage/A Shift/Emergency!

This one is a little different in that there are more than two characters involved. I hope that is okay. Thanks to my awesome writing partner Xav for the RP!

Johnny never should’ve tried getting rid of the beehive back of the station. The thing was huge. Cap wanted to call a professional to take care of it but John insisted he knew what to do. “I watched my dad do this all the time on the reservation, Cap.” But that had been a long time ago and he didn’t have the right sort of protective gear. The hive was gone now, but Johnny had a couple of nasty stings on his hands and one really painful one right by his nose. And they hurt like hell! 

 Cap sent him to the shower griping the whole time about what a twit he was, but at the same time cautioning Roy to watch him for an allergic reaction. That was a lot of bee venom involved at one go. 

 After a few snarky comments and an overly dramatic rendition of Hamlet’s “to BEE or not to BEE” line, Chet followed John to the showers. “Listen, Johnny… I got some honey in my locker. You should put it on the stings… it really takes the pain out. That’s what my mom told me to do when I was a kid and stepped on a bee barefoot.” 

 “Go play on the freeway, Chet. I’m a paramedic… I know what to do for a bee sting.” John was, naturally, rather cranky at the moment. He shoved past Chet, who had gotten in front of him, and started pulling off his shirt. The buttons were hard to manipulate, though, with stings on his fingers. Johnny growled in frustration.

 “Actually,” Roy said as he gently pulled John’s hands away from his shirt and undid the buttons himself, “honey is a decent remedy. My dad swore by it. But my mom used baking soda. Make a paste with water and spread it on there. I tried that with Chris a couple weeks ago when he got stung and it worked like a charm.” 

 Mike wandered back to the shower area. He looked at Johnny critically. “You have pulled out the stingers, right?”

 John rolled his eyes. “Roy’s gettin’ to it. Can’t exactly do it myself at the moment, can I?” 

 Roy took a pair of tweezers from their kit and began pulling out the stingers as they talked.

 Mike went on as if John hadn’t spoken. “We had a sure-fire cure for any sort of bug bites back home, but I’m afraid you can’t get it out here. It’s a special salve.”

 “What’s it made from?” Roy asked.

 Mike grinned. “‘Gator fat. Works good too! Plus you get the bonus of catchin’ your dinner while you’re at it!” His eyes danced wickedly.

 John cringed. “No thank you. I don’t need any home remedies, thank you very much.” 

 Marco piped up, “But John, I know one that works every time. I can make it up for you right now and you will feel much better.”

 “Of course you do. Roy, we might as well quit--these guys have a cure for everything.” 

 Roy chuckled. “C’mon, Junior. You might as well hear him out. Lots of home remedies are pretty effective.” 

 John sighed heavily. “Fine. Tell me what it is, Marco. There better not be leeches involved.” 

 Marco laughed. “Nothing like that, amigo. You trust mi Mama Lopez, si? Well, her cure is mud. Good pure mud. You place it on the stings, and it draws out the poison.

 “Mud? Really?” Johnny seemed to remember his dad saying the same thing, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to try it.

 Roy turned to see Cap nearby. “How about you, Cap? Any home remedies you know of for bee stings?” 

 “Just ice. When I was a kid, I got stung on the lip while I was eating an apple. I was mainly mad because I dropped the apple, and I was hungry. My dad pulled out the stinger, got some ice, chipped it, put it in a bag and stuck it on my mouth. Hurt like hell, but it worked.”

 Roy nodded. He removed the last the stinger. “Ice is good. I still think baking soda is best, though.” He nodded toward the showers. “Go on, Junior. Get your shower. I’ll be ready to treat those stings when you get out.” 

 Cap looked at Roy. “So, you think he’s okay to continue on shift?”

 “Yeah, he should be fine. Just make sure he remembers next time there’s a hive--he’s a paramedic, not pest control.” 

 From inside the shower, Johnny laughed. “Yeah right… if I was pest control, Chet Kelly would be a goner!” 

 Chet hollered back, “The Phantom heard that, Gage!”

 Shaking his head, Cap wandered back to his office, muttering about the bunch of twits under his command.

 And all was back to normal in Station 51.

 The End

[mama-cordelia-leech]

Oooh Floyd’s been through worse, I can tell you that much. Still has a bunch of scars, but I still worry for both my baby boys…also why do people try to poison you…not that I can even say much myself

What’s taking you so long?? I’ve swam to the deel and back waiting for you! This decompression sickness is HORRIBLE. ‘M not meant to be up here this long, let alone in warm waters.. I already hated the warmth enough when i was human..

I’m bullyin’ people I’ll be right there darlin’

[mama-cordelia-leech]

“Oh my sons are darling aren’t they?~”

Hello, I’ve wanted to make this blog for a while now. So, this blog is of my own idea for Miss. Leech (name poll I made said was Cordelia) Jade and Floyd’s mom. Now we don’t have an official design for her so I used a picrew for that image. But I will post head canons for her since we know literally nothing about her. Well anyway, have fun with ⚓️🐚Mama leech.🐚⚓️

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[mama-cordelia-leech]

Hello we share the same name and I think that makes us like soulmates tbh

Your sons are evil. Floyd made me wear concrete btw

Oh my~ I wouldn’t call them EVIL, but they do cause a lot of trouble. And if you’re wearing concrete does that mean you where one of the wall anons I heard so much about, darlin’ ?~

[mama-cordelia-leech]

Sorry for the extra ask, but, I’m curious. What do you look like in your mer form?

fairly similar to the twins, just a bit longer

[mama-cordelia-leech]

Permission to date your evil little son?

-@official-nrc-prophet

Permission granted :)

[mama-cordelia-leech]

Found an old picture of me, oh how things changed

[mama-cordelia-leech]

Are there sea bunny merfolk?

if so, how do they move?

yes, and they move a lot like normal sea slugs

[mama-cordelia-leech]

If floyd dies I have full permission to grab his ass from tartarus, ja?

hm? Oh yah honey go ahead, even if he probably deserves it he’s still my baby and I want him alive

[mama-cordelia-leech]

hm? It seems my boys have disappeared somewhere…odd, well if anyone knows anything they’d better tell me :)

[mama-cordelia-leech]

:(

….what is this supposed to mean….do you want those

[mama-cordelia-leech]

My husband just walked into the living room said and I quote “My manager told me to have a good day. So i didn’t go to work” the fuck??? He doesn’t even HAVE a manager

[mama-cordelia-leech]

Be careful out here, miss. People are already trying to hit on Mrs Ashengrotto here (mostly through pestering Azul for her number)

I believe me, I’ll be fine. Thanks though