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notanArt33st[OP]
31.12.2023 17:26
LinkA small lil wwyd to pass the time
With this guy
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notanArt33st[OP]
31.12.2023 17:26
LinkIts raining heavily, thudding on the train station's roof loudly. You've no where to go and somehow ended up in a station. You walk around the mostly empty station, looking for an office of some sort. After a few minutes of walking around, you finally find the office of the owner of the station. You walk in to find Ajax sitting on the office desk.
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notanArt33st[OP]
31.12.2023 17:27
LinkThat's the prompt
I'm literally so impatient so uh
To pass the time, let's roleplay 🥺🥺🥺
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DOING THIS AS DAUKIUS BECAUSE SILLY 🫡🫡🫡
The grouchbag of an old robot scowled as he wandered the halls of the station, lighting up a cigar as he walked. Shame he got chased off by the police to god knows where and separated from his gang. He sighed, checking from door to door before coming across an office. "... Hello?"
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Ajax flushes at the man's sudden movements. His hands still raised, he takes another look at him.
"Aren't you the guy described around as the old man with a tv head with his friends who look very alike. I've heard of you but I'm not going to report you. A lot of anomalies like you come here. You're the hottest one so far."
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"Plenty of TV heads about... Must be pretty far from a bigger city if they're that foreign to ya... And if you're unaware of me being a wanted terrorist and trying to get in bed with me and shit. Keep it in your pants, by the way." Daukius huffed, spinning his gun back into it's holster and glaring at the ghost.
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Kiran raised an eyebrow and his eyes filled with confusion. He’s out somewhere..? Whatever, that wasn’t his concern, or atleast he hoped it wasn’t.
“I was just gonna stay in here for a little while. I was headed somewhere, but I’ve got nowhere else at the moment.” He explained and crossed his arms. He approached Ajax and sat on a chair nearby.
“You don’t mind, do you?” Kiran asked, a slight smirk on his face.
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“You’re a ghost? Not sure that’d work out, would it? I’d pass right through you.” Kiran answered, resting his chin on his hand. He seemed very neutral about the fact he was actually speaking to a spirit. He made eye contact, and that of in itself seemed to be flirtatious enough. His head subtly tilted, awaiting a response.
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"Please!" Ajax sits back up. "Those are rumors! Not all ghosts are like that. There are certain ghosts who can just activate that skill, some can't and some.. nevermind. You're not gonna go through me. I have the skill to turn it off and on" Ajax explains.
He crosses his legs in disappointment, knowing that most people think ghosts are like that.
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"The blueness is my face boiling up, you idiot !" He slaps his chest, his face still blue.
He's never felt this flustered in a long time.
He sighs. "I'll show you around. Come on" he doesn't smile while saying this. He just turns around and makes his way to the door.
"You coming or no?" He turns back.
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Ajax shows the handsome man around the station. There was the toilets, canteen, a few offices for other managers and conductors,etc. they finally came across the lobby.
"This is the lobby. It's completely empty. Even security guards don't come here. So we're basically alone here."
Ajax walks across the lobby and sits on a soft leather couch.
"Come on. This is the end of the tour, I'm tired."
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"I just roam around. Eat the food in the canteen. Sometimes count how many trains speed past. It's pretty boring. I'm happy when random people like you wander into the station. Sometimes I get into their bed. Sometimes they just stay there and sometimes they just strike up a conversation with me. I really thought you'd be one of the people I could get in bed with." He flushes at the last part.
"B-but you know, I'm glad you came here." He laughs awkwardly.
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“Maybe I’ll think about it.” He said, patting Ajax’s head gently. “No need to be so shy, I don’t bite.” He said with a deep, raspy tone. He laid down on the other side of the couch, placing a hand on his stomach.
“Not much to do in here, is there?” He sighed. “Except for you, I suppose,” He mumbled under his breath and held back a chuckle.
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“Oh really? Do you have a favorite genre? Mine is alternative rock, if you were curious.”
He put his hands together and stroked the back of his hand with his thumb as he awaited Ajax’s response. His eyes were bright with genuine interest in the conversation. Music had always been one of Kiran’s passions.