First Splinter ♡ Text/Video

[heartsplintered]

So we're legit in a Pokémon world of some kind here, aren't we.
Or at least, the fact that this fucking bird won't leave me the hell alone is leading me to think as much.
Are they typically this dumb? It's been years since I played any of these games, I don't even know what the hell it is.

Whatever.
Uh.

[He clicks the video option and it focuses on a skinny blonde teenager covered in freckles, wearing a pair of stupid triangular shades with his hair gelled into an impossible style that is currently being partially destroyed by his newfound Wingull. Dirk looks entirely less than pleased.]

I'm Dirk.

[[ooc; Apologies for the un-cut orange courier, I didn't figure it'd be in the best form to have his introduction post hidden beneath a cut.]]

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[ghostytrainer]

...i feel like the correct answer here is no.
like some part of my brain wants me to say no and just pretend that i didn't say anything at all here.
but i'm going to say yes anyway.
though i'm going to put in a formal request that you ask me whatever it is in a less public forum than this.
because some other part of my brain is telling me that if i really must ignore the first part, then this is the only way to save myself.

Action;

[tentacletrainer]

[[A less public forum being yelled across the house is go.]]

Hey John! If I want to give you a decent hand job how hard do I have to jerk your penis around to make it pleasurable?

Action; NOPE

[ghostytrainer]

[John why didn't you listen to your brain. Why do you never listen to your brain when it tries to tell you things.]

[That's not what he meant by less public and she probably knows it but John is too busy attempting to smother himself with his own pillow in embarrassment to respond back. Because if he's all the way upstairs in the bedroom, there's no way the rest of the house didn't hear that.]

[Congratulations Rose, you win. As if there was ever any doubt in anybody's mind that you wouldn't though.]