fellas is it gay if you can magically read your best bros thoughts (OPEN)

[heerequeerandfulloffear]

Who: Rich and others
When: Morning and noonish, November 15
Where: Jeremy, Rich, and Michael's home
What: Rich and Jeremy's Bonding ceremony and celebration
Warnings: none



i. Bonding (Closed)

[Jeremy shows up at Rich's door bright and early the next morning. Despite how Rich claimed that suits weren't required, Jeremy still put together the nicest-looking thing in his wardrobe. His hair is slicked back, his skin is clearer than usual (where did he find concealer?), and he's used up a good chunk of his precious deodorant that he brought with him through the mirror.

The SQUIP had a lot of drawbacks, being an evil mind-controlling robot and all, but it taught Jeremy a valuable lesson: Jeremy cleans up good.

When Rich opens the door, Jeremy's waiting expectantly, hands behind his back and bouncing on his toes. It's clear that he's been there a while.]

You ready to go?


ii. Announcement (Open)

[To announce their Bond and to celebrate, Rich and Jeremy have opened the house up for any and everyone who wants to check it out--both quietly not mentioning how empty the space seems with Justine's recent disappearance. At Rich's suggestion, they've sent an open invitation out on the watch network to anyone who wants to drop by and offer congratulations.

Their budget isn't huge, but Jeremy's insistence on hospitality means that they've got enough finger food and drinks for people to try out. There's no alcohol.

Jeremy's still nervous even though the deed is done, so he's bustling around constantly to make sure that everything is perfectly neat, that they've got enough seats, and that nobody needs a refill. In his rush, bringing a hot tray of cookies from the oven straight onto a serving tray, he bumps into you. As he turns around to see who he's plowed over, he rushes to apologize. The niceties run into themselves before he even sees your face.]

Shoot--I'm sorry--thanks for coming!


iii. Wildcard (Open)

[Jeremy and Rich are both available to talk about their new bond with your character. Let me know if you want a specific situation!]

Comments

III because I can

[fuckingpassw0rd]

"Jesus Christ!"

There's a giant dragon sleeping on one of the houses on the next full moon. Maybe taking Sumo out for a walk at this hour was a very bad idea and he mentally prepares himself to fight if he needs to.

Maybe he shouldn't have tried to...scream at it tho.

[firewalled]

Rich isn't really a fan of these full moons since he's found himself in a more monstrous state. It was bad enough dealing with longer nails and teeth, but suddenly growing from a below-average teenage height to the size of a house takes a lot out of a guy. The cold air certainly doesn't help, though his fiery wings usually help keep him warm. He has those folded over his back, snoozing peacefully, until a yell of surprise makes him snort in surprise.

He grumbles as he blinks blearily down at the man who interrupted his sleep, yawning and showing off his huge teeth in the process. Ah, that's... Connor's roommate, right? Rich huffs and crawls down from the roof to inspect, and maybe see if the guy has any food. He needs a midnight snack, and he's guessing Jeremy and Michael are too busy dealing with their own full moon woes to remember.

[fuckingpassw0rd]

Oh he has food in his pocket, but it was for Sumo. Please don't eat his dog, was Hank's first thought as it came lower, taking a stance that would easily put himself as the yummy snack instead of his dog.

"H-hey....back off...."

[firewalled]

The dragon hesitates then, snorting in disdain. Like he would just attack this guy for no reason! He was just curious what tasty scent was coming from Hank's pocket, is all. He keeps low to the ground, but not in a threatening way, his head down just so he can see the man and his dog a little more close up.

"Smell food," he finally rumbles, as an explanation. Rich isn't the most eloquent speaker, but as a dragon he's even worse.

[fuckingpassw0rd]

Awww great, just great, it can talk. He gives him an uncertain look, then back at Sumo.

"Sorry boy, I guess we gotta do this the diplomatic way."

He takes out the sausage, and forces it to separate in half. As he's about to present it to the dragon, Sumo takes the opportunity to grab the other one in the other hand.

"I---Hey Sumo! No! Down!"

[firewalled]

Rich is more than happy to snatch the other piece up, chowing down excitedly. It's not much, but it takes the edge off. Hank just has to deal with both dog and dragon slobber on his hands.

Rich's tail wiggles back and forth, apparently satisfied, and he beams down at the pair. "Thanks!"

He wishes he could have more, but he doesn't want to be too demanding, so he decides to change the subject. "Dangerous out here. Why are you walking?"

[fuckingpassw0rd]

Well, at least he's not going to eat him, he figures.

"My dog needs a walk," he explains, as if that's the reasonable thing to do. "I'm usually okay dealing with shit that shows up...uh...there's more food back home if you need it?"

[firewalled]

Rich looks overjoyed at the prospect. "Yes, please!" More sausage. More!

[fuckingpassw0rd]

"Okay..."

Would Connor be okay with him bringing a freaking DRAGON over? Well, only one way to find out.

"Got a name?"

[firewalled]

"Rich!" The dragon growls out cheerfully. He's not sure how Connor would react to seeing him in general, but in this form, he's not as worried about strained relationships and is far more concerned with an opportunity to get more meat in his belly. He pads a little closer, examining Hank's dog with curiosity.