#psyche;; magma bartender.

[cannibals-casino]

Quackity came back from the casino a few months later, the nightmares still haunted the duck. He just needed a drink, just.. needed one, by this rate he might as well be as bad as Schlatt when it came to drinking. He sat down at the bar, staring at the counter, head resting on the palm of his hand, ear wings drooped down in tiredness.

-> @golden-times

by the time they came in, it seemed to be the magma behind the counter working. recognizing the other, but just slightly, they tapped claws on the counter and clicked. trying to both gather attention and figure out what the other wanted.

[cannibals-casino]

THIS ROLEPLAY BLOG IS AN OPEN ENDED MULTIVERSE AU. IF YOU ARE NOT AT ALL COMFORTABLE WITH SUCH PLEASE DO LEAVE AND FIND ANOTHER CQUACKITY.

if you do wish to proceed, welcome to the cannibals casino.

the exhausted president in question honestly made this blog in a half drunken haze and j the late hours of a Wednesday night. typing in a username, being pissed pff when it didn’t work almost half a dozen times, and finally landing on the name of his casino. I mean.. cannibals casino wasn’t- awful. oh well, he didn’t really care enough to keep up with this. he was exhausted, checked on occasion, but when photos of him doing a.. few illegal activities. to say the least. leaked, he decided he’d keep heavier tabs. there wasn’t exactly much to do since slime had left anywho, life was. bland.

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[cannibals-casino]

the bartender hummed and finally approached a stop soon after the other arrived, kid making a line of cocktails as he finally spoke to the.. zombified being. " çâñ í ħěłp ÿøű,? "

A Quackity walked into the casino, glancing around the casino. He didn’t exactly look like a normal everyday C!Quackity. Their hair had a loads of white streaks throughout it, even his wings had white feathers in it. Spots of rotten flesh could be seen, especially on ash’s hands. Definitely a Roleswap one, which could be good or bad.

-> @stolen-spot

[🎸 I’m evil >:]]

the president was.. out of sight out of mind. tucked into his office up atleast half a dozen stairs. specifically, stairwells. which, meant in turn that the downstairs greeting was full of magma and slime assistants, who were all running the joint.

[cannibals-casino]

the male glared and hissed, practically throwing the others plate over and soon stood, grabbing his crutches to stumble off and away in frustration.

Quackity came back from the casino a few months later, the nightmares still haunted the duck. He just needed a drink, just.. needed one, by this rate he might as well be as bad as Schlatt when it came to drinking. He sat down at the bar, staring at the counter, head resting on the palm of his hand, ear wings drooped down in tiredness.

-> @golden-times

by the time they came in, it seemed to be the magma behind the counter working. recognizing the other, but just slightly, they tapped claws on the counter and clicked. trying to both gather attention and figure out what the other wanted.

[cannibals-casino]

" fuck off, duckling. "

Quackity came back from the casino a few months later, the nightmares still haunted the duck. He just needed a drink, just.. needed one, by this rate he might as well be as bad as Schlatt when it came to drinking. He sat down at the bar, staring at the counter, head resting on the palm of his hand, ear wings drooped down in tiredness.

-> @golden-times

by the time they came in, it seemed to be the magma behind the counter working. recognizing the other, but just slightly, they tapped claws on the counter and clicked. trying to both gather attention and figure out what the other wanted.

[cannibals-casino]

" whatever,, just. go. he seemed.. off, uncomfortable and even a bit thinner than usual. not even bothering to look at the other any further.

Quackity came back from the casino a few months later, the nightmares still haunted the duck. He just needed a drink, just.. needed one, by this rate he might as well be as bad as Schlatt when it came to drinking. He sat down at the bar, staring at the counter, head resting on the palm of his hand, ear wings drooped down in tiredness.

-> @golden-times

by the time they came in, it seemed to be the magma behind the counter working. recognizing the other, but just slightly, they tapped claws on the counter and clicked. trying to both gather attention and figure out what the other wanted.

[cannibals-casino]

the male was.. out of it. black infection very obviously trailing up his good hand, shoulders, and even now crawling up his neck. cocking a brow, only in mild confusion as kit was just. dazed. still favoring his injured leg, now more visibly almost rotting away.

Quackity came back from the casino a few months later, the nightmares still haunted the duck. He just needed a drink, just.. needed one, by this rate he might as well be as bad as Schlatt when it came to drinking. He sat down at the bar, staring at the counter, head resting on the palm of his hand, ear wings drooped down in tiredness.

-> @golden-times

by the time they came in, it seemed to be the magma behind the counter working. recognizing the other, but just slightly, they tapped claws on the counter and clicked. trying to both gather attention and figure out what the other wanted.

[cannibals-casino]

the magma nodded, giving him a run and coke and a glass of juice on the side, just in case he needed something other than carbonation. and, in true magma fashion, a small side of fries for the carb factor.

Quackity came back from the casino a few months later, the nightmares still haunted the duck. He just needed a drink, just.. needed one, by this rate he might as well be as bad as Schlatt when it came to drinking. He sat down at the bar, staring at the counter, head resting on the palm of his hand, ear wings drooped down in tiredness.

-> @golden-times

by the time they came in, it seemed to be the magma behind the counter working. recognizing the other, but just slightly, they tapped claws on the counter and clicked. trying to both gather attention and figure out what the other wanted.

[cannibals-casino]

" űp țø ýøü, ħǎvêñ’ț şèéń ħǐm ôūť ïň äŵħîłê. "

Quackity came back from the casino a few months later, the nightmares still haunted the duck. He just needed a drink, just.. needed one, by this rate he might as well be as bad as Schlatt when it came to drinking. He sat down at the bar, staring at the counter, head resting on the palm of his hand, ear wings drooped down in tiredness.

-> @golden-times

by the time they came in, it seemed to be the magma behind the counter working. recognizing the other, but just slightly, they tapped claws on the counter and clicked. trying to both gather attention and figure out what the other wanted.

[cannibals-casino]

" ńøț ğøǐņğ ťö şáÿ ħį to bôșś,? "

Quackity came back from the casino a few months later, the nightmares still haunted the duck. He just needed a drink, just.. needed one, by this rate he might as well be as bad as Schlatt when it came to drinking. He sat down at the bar, staring at the counter, head resting on the palm of his hand, ear wings drooped down in tiredness.

-> @golden-times

by the time they came in, it seemed to be the magma behind the counter working. recognizing the other, but just slightly, they tapped claws on the counter and clicked. trying to both gather attention and figure out what the other wanted.

[cannibals-casino]

so of course, as the night went on the business came and went, as did a majority of other slime coming to check in or dashing away like the little shits they were. but, only once, did the president. and that was down the side stairway next to the bar and straight past everyone. on his damned crutches for now despite being injured and warned to stay home,, away from everyone, and everything.

Quackity came back from the casino a few months later, the nightmares still haunted the duck. He just needed a drink, just.. needed one, by this rate he might as well be as bad as Schlatt when it came to drinking. He sat down at the bar, staring at the counter, head resting on the palm of his hand, ear wings drooped down in tiredness.

-> @golden-times

by the time they came in, it seemed to be the magma behind the counter working. recognizing the other, but just slightly, they tapped claws on the counter and clicked. trying to both gather attention and figure out what the other wanted.

[cannibals-casino]

again, the magma was just happy to be of service. serving other high horse gamblers and absolutely ass-faced idiots along the way.

Quackity came back from the casino a few months later, the nightmares still haunted the duck. He just needed a drink, just.. needed one, by this rate he might as well be as bad as Schlatt when it came to drinking. He sat down at the bar, staring at the counter, head resting on the palm of his hand, ear wings drooped down in tiredness.

-> @golden-times

by the time they came in, it seemed to be the magma behind the counter working. recognizing the other, but just slightly, they tapped claws on the counter and clicked. trying to both gather attention and figure out what the other wanted.

[cannibals-casino]

they paused, seeming to grab a communicator from his apron and check something quickly. waiting a moment, before receiving a ding and nodding to the males question.

A Quackity walked into the casino, glancing around the casino. He didn’t exactly look like a normal everyday C!Quackity. Their hair had a loads of white streaks throughout it, even his wings had white feathers in it. Spots of rotten flesh could be seen, especially on ash’s hands. Definitely a Roleswap one, which could be good or bad.

-> @stolen-spot

[🎸 I’m evil >:]]

the president was.. out of sight out of mind. tucked into his office up atleast half a dozen stairs. specifically, stairwells. which, meant in turn that the downstairs greeting was full of magma and slime assistants, who were all running the joint.

[cannibals-casino]

the magma made the few occasional clicks and chitters, though never actively went out and sought conversation. not being on the very verbal side of things today.

Quackity came back from the casino a few months later, the nightmares still haunted the duck. He just needed a drink, just.. needed one, by this rate he might as well be as bad as Schlatt when it came to drinking. He sat down at the bar, staring at the counter, head resting on the palm of his hand, ear wings drooped down in tiredness.

-> @golden-times

by the time they came in, it seemed to be the magma behind the counter working. recognizing the other, but just slightly, they tapped claws on the counter and clicked. trying to both gather attention and figure out what the other wanted.

[cannibals-casino]

" bøşś ïş øff řēšțïñğ. " it replied, them gesturing up towards the office a good couple floors up.

A Quackity walked into the casino, glancing around the casino. He didn’t exactly look like a normal everyday C!Quackity. Their hair had a loads of white streaks throughout it, even his wings had white feathers in it. Spots of rotten flesh could be seen, especially on ash’s hands. Definitely a Roleswap one, which could be good or bad.

-> @stolen-spot

[🎸 I’m evil >:]]

the president was.. out of sight out of mind. tucked into his office up atleast half a dozen stairs. specifically, stairwells. which, meant in turn that the downstairs greeting was full of magma and slime assistants, who were all running the joint.

[cannibals-casino]

the magma watched carefully, noticing that whenever the avian got low he discreetly passed a little more onto the plate. tail wagging with a small grin going.

Quackity came back from the casino a few months later, the nightmares still haunted the duck. He just needed a drink, just.. needed one, by this rate he might as well be as bad as Schlatt when it came to drinking. He sat down at the bar, staring at the counter, head resting on the palm of his hand, ear wings drooped down in tiredness.

-> @golden-times

by the time they came in, it seemed to be the magma behind the counter working. recognizing the other, but just slightly, they tapped claws on the counter and clicked. trying to both gather attention and figure out what the other wanted.