May. 7th, 2017

smokedout: When I go to the store I go undressed ♪ (3 ♪ Fuck yeah I'm a deviant)
[personal profile] smokedout
Getting pretty crowded on floor 4... damn.

[This is the first time a lot of people have seen Dodger - he tends to stick to audio-only responses, and doesn't spend too much time on the network in the first place. But he is a man dictated mostly by impulse, and impulse says that he may as well do a video. Maybe people will be more open with a face to put to his name. Even if it's as scarred-up and creepy as his.

Dodger's room is currently lit only by the desk lamp he's sitting next to, and jars full of fireflies hung by strings and tacks from the walls ( much like fairy lights). They're segregated by color, and one would guess they've been there a while from how they wander complacently along the glass. If one squints, they may be able to see all the beer bottles on his floor - he's generally tidy, but apparently not when it comes to his drinking habit.
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Figure I should get to know a few more people, since this dorm place is filling up and the damn crying festival is winding down. Name's Dodger, I'm a mechanic, I collect bugs. Not in general, just got a liking for these little freaks - I'll pay a dollar per bug if anyone feels like finding me a few more. Anyone who wants to step up and tell me what kinda job and hobbies you got, start some sorta friendly exchange... I could use the company.

And get your 'dodger' jokes out of the way before you reply. Artful, jammy, baseball, all that shit - don't wanna hear it.
inebriety: (tony › he's actually dead here)
[personal profile] inebriety
[Tony has the Iron Man helmet with face plate up and one of the gauntlets on which he uses to wave at the camera. He's smiling brightly, but there are bags under his eyes and the flush to his cheeks are from more than just excitement.]

Some of you might remember a certain someone's offer to trade junk into something better. Please be sure to get the right guy because I don't work for scraps. If you have trouble telling us apart, other me is highly strung and a little sensitive.

[He taps his fingers against his chin.]

Perhaps we should change names as well. I was already thinking of rebranding Iron Man and getting a new paint job. And he can be... do you think he'd mind if I called him Greg? Or is that a little too morbid using a dead man's name? He'd have to dye his hair too, we look terrible in white otherwise...

[He picks up a bottle with his uncovered hand and takes a drink.]

Okay, it probably is. This silly event has got me maudlin I see.