hey
Mother.
maybe i should just deactivate this rp blog
i mean like d-r-o-o-g and aceofstabs are barely even online, spacu deactivated this character’s sister and there’s really nobody who would want to rp with the ectochild of droog and slick
i mean don’t
get me wrong
i’m worried about stabby and droog but
this account has been inactive for so long
i just don’t really see a point unless everything starts back up
hell, d-r-o-o-g and aceofstabs didn’t even answer my asks when i know that they were on
they’re busy people they don’t need tumblr
- Me, age 12: are they going to toUCH EACH OTHERS BUTTS YESSSSS PLEASE............................................
- Me, age 13: I would much rather discuss character development and plot details than unimportant things like possible relationships.
- Me, age 14: I think it'd be much better if I jumble my love for insight and character details/development and headcanons with shipping. It sounds much more fun!
Cuestick Genius
Diamonds Droog, contrary to his reputation, is not as he seems.
People will often tell you he is the brains of the Midnight Crew. He is calm, collected, and in control. When given an order, he takes care of it in a logical and intelligent manner. Some find his monotonous visage threatening, while others find it to be a comfort compared to the constant scowling of the Crew’s leader or oblivious follow-orders-ask-questions-later stare of their demolitions expert. He has an impeccable taste in fashion and, possibly, other finer things. He seems like the kind of man who would be passionate about his interests, and who you wouldn’t mind sitting down with for a nice chat, all alone.
That is a very bad idea.
Out of the four of these agents, Droog is the very last you will ever wish to encounter by your lonesome. Don’t be fooled by his demeanor. It is all a very clever trick in hiding his true intentions. There is no kind heart inside this shell of a man—there never will be, and there never was. Hard to believe? I suppose it is. But there is one detail everyone overlooks.
There is not a single soul that has spoken to him alone. At least, not lived to have recounted the experience.
For you see, if you could speak to anyone who ever had the misfortune of bumping into Droog when he is by himself, they would all tell you the same thing.
He smiles.
When Diamonds Droog smiles at you, you know three things. First of all, nobody’s around to hear you scream. Second, nobody’s around to see him smile. And third,
you ạ͚r̜͚̗͙̫͎e͍ d̮̬͙̭̗̯̑͊ē͈̟̱̳͎͒̎͗ͪ̆̚f͈̿ͨ͋i̻͙̭ͤ̽n͆ͩ̐̉͒i͉͐ͧ͌̒͌̚ẗ͕̖̻͈͎̟̠́̃ͣe̽̓l̺̬̱̝̪̙̋̑ͧ̒ͅy̞̜̩͈ d͕̝͔̫̬̱̣͎̳̼͚̟͉̜̥̠̠̟͐̑͂ͨ̾ͭ̔̒ͥ̓̄ͪ͝ͅȩ̛̗͕̦͔̺͔̥̖̳̯̜̮͚͑̄ͫͫ̀̂ͦ͆ͧ͛͆ͣͫ̆ͤ̊ͬ̌͜͡a̸̵̖̟̻͓̫̯̺̬̤͍̩̤̹͖̗̦̬̼̖̍̏̓̏̎̆̊͗̃ͫͮ͑͝͠d̸̙̜͕̮̰̱ͬ̒́͊̎̾ͯ̀̂ͨ͋̉̂̾͛̋͡.̎̈ͫ̅̿͆̿̋̈̎ͥͦ҉͔̫̮̟̘͔͇͞͝͡
Also Droog is known to be the most temperamental Midnight Crew Member?
I’m sure he’s a fucking looney as well, but I do know that he tries to be calm at least sometimes but actually everything ticks him off?
Just putting that out there.
(via sardonicpuppeteer)
Regular conversations with mom.
- Phone: *Rings forever.*
- Me:
- Mom:
- Me:
- Mom:
- Me: Aren't you going to pick that up, mom?
- Mom: its the police
- Me:
- Mom: im on the run
- Me:
- Mom: theyre looking for me
- Me: Isn't that a surprise-
- Mom: the bitch didnt put out
- Me: Wh-
- Mom: i couldnt cum
- Me:
- Mom: so i stuck a fucking knife in her
- Mom:
- Mom: spleen
- Me: Wh....at.....
