02-27-2020, 06:18 PM
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— with flintlock coming up on dark times, fred figured that the group could use a bit of a pick-me-up. people needed something to make them momentarily forget about the bleak situation. they needed something to take their mind off of their own sadness or the subtle growl of their own stomachs. freddie was up to the task, even if he didn’t expressly say his reasoning for it. however, the only problem was that--
“heads up!”
freddie’s idea of “fun” was far different than the average person. he watched the snow ball he launched fly towards the person he called out towards, seemingly not giving the person an early warning on purpose. he watched as the snow pelted the other person, laughing to himself with only what could be described delight. “that was a good throw, don’t you think?” he asked the question as he crouched down to scoop up another handful of snow in his gloved hand, working on crafting another perfect snowball to launch at his poor helpless victim. he squinted at the other person as if focused before launching another one their way.
— with flintlock coming up on dark times, fred figured that the group could use a bit of a pick-me-up. people needed something to make them momentarily forget about the bleak situation. they needed something to take their mind off of their own sadness or the subtle growl of their own stomachs. freddie was up to the task, even if he didn’t expressly say his reasoning for it. however, the only problem was that--
“heads up!”
freddie’s idea of “fun” was far different than the average person. he watched the snow ball he launched fly towards the person he called out towards, seemingly not giving the person an early warning on purpose. he watched as the snow pelted the other person, laughing to himself with only what could be described delight. “that was a good throw, don’t you think?” he asked the question as he crouched down to scoop up another handful of snow in his gloved hand, working on crafting another perfect snowball to launch at his poor helpless victim. he squinted at the other person as if focused before launching another one their way.
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[size=10pt]*･ﾟ[abbr=24 years old, male, flintlock]✦[/abbr] COME ON AND BARE YOUR TEETH
[size=10pt]*･ﾟ[abbr=24 years old, male, flintlock]✦[/abbr] COME ON AND BARE YOUR TEETH