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( 01 ) ♚ bleed confidence from deep within my guts now i'm the king of this pity party
[ there are, in life, very few absolute truths. one of them is: nobody ever fires the guy who brings the donuts.
with that truth in mind, peter addresses the network over the sounds of beef sizzling away, because why the hell not make his offer even more appealing. ]
I've been informed by some very reliable sources that there isn't a lot some of you wouldn't do for a burger. While I don't need much right now and I can't help with buns or toppings or even patties, I was-- [ he pauses, smile going ironic for a moment. ] rather non-traditionally gifted with what has to be a good dozen or so pounds of beef in with my clothes.
[ it was wrapped and peter doesn't honestly care a whit, but normal people might and so: he wrinkles his nose for a moment. ]
First come, first serve, obviously. And let's not start any fights, hmmm? Keep it civil. All I ask for in exchange is a story. About where you're from, anything really. Just a story.
[ people express themselves more clearly in allegory, and peter is a filthy rotten cheater who likes to read between the lines, werewolf style. so that's something. ]
No need to RSVP, just don't blame me if you don't move fast enough and there's none left.
ETA: the meat came from those lockers we all have. Food poisoning exists. Eat carefully.
( ooc | actionspam away, talk amongst yourselves, etc.
eta added at miles edgeworth's insistence )
with that truth in mind, peter addresses the network over the sounds of beef sizzling away, because why the hell not make his offer even more appealing. ]
I've been informed by some very reliable sources that there isn't a lot some of you wouldn't do for a burger. While I don't need much right now and I can't help with buns or toppings or even patties, I was-- [ he pauses, smile going ironic for a moment. ] rather non-traditionally gifted with what has to be a good dozen or so pounds of beef in with my clothes.
[ it was wrapped and peter doesn't honestly care a whit, but normal people might and so: he wrinkles his nose for a moment. ]
First come, first serve, obviously. And let's not start any fights, hmmm? Keep it civil. All I ask for in exchange is a story. About where you're from, anything really. Just a story.
[ people express themselves more clearly in allegory, and peter is a filthy rotten cheater who likes to read between the lines, werewolf style. so that's something. ]
No need to RSVP, just don't blame me if you don't move fast enough and there's none left.
ETA: the meat came from those lockers we all have. Food poisoning exists. Eat carefully.
( ooc | actionspam away, talk amongst yourselves, etc.
eta added at miles edgeworth's insistence )