(Damn near identical xD Only my hair's a little lighter and eyes a little greener(used to be SUPER blue) but pretty sure we could pass as at least cousins lol

oh yeah I feel that, women's jeans are shit nowadays. My only problem with men's pants is that my ass is too fat and my thighs too big so I can't stuff a whole lot in my pockets x'D)

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"Fair enough," Glory said, "And it's a good thing you like him, otherwise he wouldn't be too happy." Glory was pretty sure Ma-Fatso could hear people talking shit about him from MILES away and would find them and eat their faces. Best to just shut your trap if you don't like the cat and pay your food taxes to him. Otherwise... Ze boss will git you.

Now, by figured out, Ronan certainly didn't mean ALL figured out. Anyone that thought they had everything figured out was flat out wrong and in for a lovely surprise sooner or later. Still, Ronan thought Leo had done and would continue to do all right. Not perfect, god no, nobody ever has, but still, all right. He had to have to still be alive, let alone in the vicinity of Glory.

The elephant of a man chuckled again as Leo spoke. "Sounds 'bout right. If ya can't beat 'em, join 'em! Actually no, I'm not supposed to be encouraging murder," He amended, though said in such a way that made it very clear he really didn't give a shit. Ronan believed just as much as Glory that if she killed somebody who was corrupted that it was for good reason.

This time, when Ronan laughed, it was a full and hearty knee-slapper through and through, and damn near shook the house. "Right, yeah, not only did I ride on a wee little pony, I'm just petrified of a horde of teenagers on my doorstep," He said, still laughing a little.

(Literally Ronan)

I always buy oversized mens pants since I'm build like a rhino and I have a thick waist, so they're usually loose xD

My usual look for the average day: Mens jeans or cargo pants, black boots/comfy black shoes, black belt, loose t-shirt tucked into pants. I hate sweatshirts and get hot easily, so right now, even in northern MN, when it's 38 somethin degrees out, I'm in a t-shirt xD

I was looking for the perfect song for Leo and Glory, looked at this, thought 'oh, that's perfect!' then realized Glory was just as much of a devil as Leo xD

But then I found this song and decided it was good enough)

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done, my horsie has had his exercise :3

(I have blue and black jeans, but I prefer black- unless I'm riding in the summer xD)]

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General Anubis

AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs

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"Probably someone with glares that can melt the skin off of a human and have them collapse into a steaming pile of intestines and bones." Leo replied with a grin. "Good thing I only get your 'ima smack you later' glare." He added with a chuckle. Otherwise he'd be a pile of, you guessed it, steaming intestines and bones. Because those were the words he hath chosen.

He obviously knew she wouldn't eat too much, but he was determined to give her a culinary treat to remember. It would be simple yet delicious with a dose of everything. Perfection. If you asked him, it was the best breakfast you could have. However, his favorite food to make was, and always would be, his spaghetti, which he made quite differently than most people. It took a lot of memorizing to get the seasoning right, but he always ate so much he felt bloated. It was honestly worth it, though. Always.

(I looked it up because I never watch movies so I haven't seen Dreamcatcher [yet] and got a hilarious treat as I read all the beautiful lines XD. Now I know where you got shitweasel from, which I have used in my own vocabulary many times LOL)

Leo was pleased to know that Ronan didn't give a flying fuck, as he liked to say, about whether or not people died in the making of their lives. Yes, he wanted to torture the Corrupted to death without interruption, thanks. "Oh, you're so very welcome." He responded sweetly, flashing a smile. Per usual, he was his charming dramatic bozo of a self. Some things never change. (I immediately knew writing that like was a mistake when I got the song from Frozen 2 stuck in my head *sobs*. Though now I all hear is 'Peter pumpkin just became fertilizer' xD).

He glanced sideways as Glory did, not missing her look of disappointment, and figuring out within a second why. He heaved a sigh as he saw darkness falling outside, the sun slowly drifting beneath the treetops. Damn. Good times went by so fast.

"Yay." He huffed sulkily. Yes, he wanted to forget about those 'little gremlins' and not have to get up and hike all the way back, but such was life. As he had been pointed out to many times, life was not fair, and he tended to draw 19 pointer Cribbage hands. In translation... nothing. It was impossible to get 19 points in cribbage.

"If only we could turn back time." Leo mused, already planning a time machine that he would only use for evil. Obviously. He wished times didn't fly when you were having fun, and he wished there was more time in a day, but since when had life given a rat's ass about what he wanted?

He huffed again, quietly, as Ronan spoke. "Have to? Probably. Want to? No." He justified his answer with a nod, as if making it important somehow with the movement of his head. He would much rather stay and eat some more bourbon cookies than go back to Libodon, but hey, at least there would most likely be nothing to do there until tomorrow afternoon at least. He believed he had a meeting around that time. However, his whole morning would be devoted to fooling around with Glory, obviously.

(mine are all blue except for one tan and one gray pair xD)

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"Just because it's never directed at you doesn't mean I'm not capable of the first variety," Glory grumbled. Actually, there were a few students who'd managed to REALLY piss Glory off and invoke a rather violent reaction and now lived in fear of the day they fucked up again while Glory was still alive.

(The fuck you mean MOVIE? That's a movie?! I read the book last week, didn't even know it was a movie lmfao. Gotta say though, GAHD DAYUM was it good xD Kiss my bender, fuck me freddy, and so much more xD)

Ronan didn't give a rat's ass about much of anything really, so long as it posed no inconvenience to him. It was probably good that he didn't have kids, otherwise they'd be the most feral little beasts imaginable and raise hell everywhere they went. So, y'know, basically Glory, but the world can only handle one of her.

(I have yet to be tortured by Frozen 2, so thankfully I have no idea what you're talking about xD)

"Yeah I know," Glory said with a sigh. Damn those little gremlins, always getting in the way and causing problems. But, then again, Glory'd been QUITE the problem as a teenager, probably worse than the ones they had to deal with now. She was responsible for poetry on bathroom walls ["here I sit, broken-hearted, tried to shit, but only farted" and "Sittin on the toilet, I had to take a doodie, when the doodie hit the water, the water hit my booty" were just a few examples] so she didn't really have room to talk.

Glory thought about Leo's words a moment; it could be nice, but then maybe not. What if you thought one particular day was the absolute best of your life and kept reliving it until it lost its significance, only to realize that the next day or week or year was better, but you've felt like you've lived a long enough life already and are just kinda done with this existence? No thank you. Or maybe she was just overthinking it and it'd just be nice to have a few extra hours to shirk up here hanging out with Ronan.

"Ahh, that's why I just live up here instead of dealing with any of that," Ronan said, though he had to admit, it did get a little lonely sometimes. Not often, and not a whole lot, but y'know, sometimes. Ronan stood, and Glory could've sworn the whole couch had been bowed in the middle a few inches.

Glory stood too, disturbing Jaws from his sleep a little, grabbed Leo's hand and pulled him up with her as best she could.

General Anubis

AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs

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(I tried to make a fucking cat and it ended up looking like a demon on crack *sobs* xD)

"Oh, I know you're capable of it. I was merely stating how thankful I was to never be on the receiving end of it." Leo flashed a smile. Very true. He was rather thankful not to be tortured by that kind of a glare. Hers was cold as ice, he knew that, and his was the exact opposite. He rarely got angry- he couldn't recall a time in the span of time that he had known Glory that he had truly gotten angry at anyone. He was sarcastic, rude, yes. Annoyed, irritation, yes. Just not fully angry. However, he recalled one particular time when he was so fucking pissed at someone that wasn't Corrupted that he wanted to squeeze their neck with his bare hand, so hard that their eyeballs popped out of their sockets, and shove them so far down their throats that they see the shit he was talking about. That time had been when a student had gone off, and dragged a bunch of friends, after being explicitly TOLD not to, into the woods, while Corrupted were raiding. One of the friends had gotten killed, and the one who had convinced them to go didn't care. Leo remembered literally blowing up. He distinctly remembered backhanding the student across the face so hard that they flew backwards, remembered roaring at them in a way that could only be simply described as horribly terrifying, and then remembered having to drag himself away while glaring absolute fire their way. They had gotten expelled, and he had walked them out. The whole time, they had been trembling with fear, and they had bolted as soon as he had released them. Leo was not particularly PROUD of that- he was glad that he didn't get mad easily. However, when he did... it was a spectacle to behold.

(Yeahhhh there's a movie xD. I know it's originally a King book, but of course, there's a movie xD)

His mind was drawn to the couple other times he had gotten truly angry- once when a cocky student had threatened him in front of the while school- he didn't take that well. Now, he would've laughed it off, but when he was first a General, he was a bit more ... short tempered. It had included some spectacular yelling. That student left the school a year later. Another time, an old enemy of his had came into the school and was threatening a student. He distinctly remembered hearing bones snap as he squeezed the hand. He also remembered breaking 49 of the 206 bones he could've. He had been merciful. He ALSO remembered, that particular time, taking the mangled heap of blood out back and stuffing a rag down their throat so no one could hear their screams as he filled their mind with nightmares one could only dream of while inflicting the same pain in real life so everything seemed real.

Leo slowly pushed away those thoughts in his mind, deciding it wasn't a necessary thing to think about at the moment. Or ever. He had left that guy alive.. he wondered if the bastard was still that way. He finally shook his head and focused. (Lucky you xD)

(I laughed so fuckin' hard about the things Glory put on the bathroom walls XD. I'm pretty sure my neighbors could hear me)

"Good thing that both have pros and cons, eh? Although I'm failing to see more than one con in your situation, still." He grinned, chuckling slightly. He tried to resist his eyes widening as Ronan stood- for one, the floor may have buckled, and for two, the.... poor... couch. It looked like it had gotten run over by a herd of Buffalo.

He winced slightly as he was half pulled up and half stood up, every part of him hurting to some extent. Mostly his ribs and his leg, but even his TOES hurt and he didn't know why the fuck they did. He glanced sideways as Mori let out an indignant squeak before promptly falling asleep again on his shoulder. Typical. "Well, it was nice meeting you, Ronan." He nodded at the massive hulk of a man, not letting his intrusive thoughts win this time.

(It looks like it has 4 eyes wtf xD

I actually have 3 keyboard cats lol:

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"Yeah, and you oughtta be," Glory said. She had that sort of cold fury that seemed almost calm, just doing business as usual. It was essentially the same as water so hot that when you initially put your hand in it it feels cold, then you wind up burned. It was exceptionally dangerous when Glory seemed like she was ignoring someone incredibly bothersome and then damn near ripped their head off before they had time to think, not that most people did that anyway. That was usually why Glory got mad in the first place, really. People just being dumber than a screen door on a submarine. Even as a student she'd been one to beat up her classmates if they were being particularly insufferable at any given moment. It did lead to Glory getting in trouble quite a bit, though she really didn't care. The ones that really got on her nerves were the ones that tried to flirt but were just really fuckin annoying. The worst pick-up line she heard was easily "Do you work at Subway? Because you just gave me a footlong." That one earned a punch to the mug and a string of swears so long and graphic it was physically painful to hear, even more so to be forced to read, so allow me to spare you.

(Unless we finally got a Tim Burton/Stephen King collab, I don't wanna see it, I know the book's way better xD

Oh, and the first one my dad taught me, the other one's a meme parody of some song lol)

"That one con is the lack of people to bribe to do things for me, but even then I'll manage," Ronan said with a chuckle. Why do yourself what you could trick someone else into doing for you? That was the only downside to living away from society, you had to do every little thing yourself.

"Likewise, lad, I'm glad ya came by. Now don't be strangers you two, got it?" Ronan said, and clapped Leo on the shoulder heartily.

"We'll be back soon," Glory promised, gathering her new pokey playthings in her arms.

"Good," Ronan said, "Oh, and could ya take Lucy with ya? I hate to dump her on ya, but she's just got too much energy, I can't keep up with her. She needs a young whippersnapper like yerself." That little critter was wicked smart and fast as greased lightning, and there were only so many tricks Ronan could teach her. Besides, she'd probably appreciate lots of hands to pet her at Libobon and lots of folks to give her bacon.

Glory looked to Leo for an answer to this one, given that he technically held more authority and thus would know whether Simara would be okay with a little piss missile of a dog smarter than half the kids there.

(I knowwww I was trying to make ears D: xD)

Yours are so much cuter

Okay, I was thinking- this is a rare occasion, savor it- and I think we should have a guy come into the picture that subtly likes Glory and tries to come after her but not so much that she blows his head off, hm? Juuust enough. I wanna write an irritated Leo scene now xD. I know Glory can take care of herself but I want Leo to do somethiiiiing lol)

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General Anubis

AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs

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Leo knew for damn sure that he was very glad that glare hadn't been turned on him. Or that Fury. He hoped he didn't do something to utterly stupid that it happened one day. He couldn't Fathom being THAT much of an idiot, but hey, things could happen, right?

Leo had never been one for pickup lines, though he had gone through a phase when he was 16 or so to go around asking the smartest, stupidest, and cheesiest pick up lines he could find, just to see reactions. It had been worth his while. And he had discovered a couple favorites. 'I don't normally chase after people, but for you, I'd put my crocs in sports mode' was a fan favorite in the school... 10 years ago. However, this was merely for fun, as he wasn't that kind of person at ALL. However, there came the times when he would get approached- that was always so terrifying he usually got PTSD from it. He remembered the very first time, right after he had joined Libodon, he was like 14 or something, so his mind was muuuuuch more focused on causing chaos, when this, like, 4'9 girl approached him and asked if he wanted to go on a date out of the blue. He was stunned, thinking things along the lines of: 'Da hail did you just say?! I'm 14! I've never met you before! Why me? Out of the whole school of more handsome individuals why did I get picked for this torture!!??' He then distinctly remembered saying that he had clothes to bake, food to put in the dryer, and a shoe to feed before darting off. Not his smoothest moment. Or execution. He also remembered missing like the next week of classes because he was too terrified to show his face and he was still making charts- which he may have still had- about why someone would ever pick him out of the whole school when they had never talked to him, which meant based on looks alone. Back then, he still had an insane number of scars, but just as right now, none were on his face- somehow. Was that it? No. He just couldn't figure it out for the life of him.

(Dads are just great, aren't they xD?)

"It is a good thing we have people around to bribe." Leo mused. "I'd be considered lazy a lot less if I had no one to do my shit for me." Sadly, a lot of his shit required adult attention to detail, which he did miraculously have, somehow, so he couldn't hire the teenagers to do it. Their brains were ALL over the place. When you were a kid, your brain is scattered. You reach like, 10, 12, you straighten out to a mostly straightish line. They've got it figured out. Then you hit puberty and not only does your line squiggle all over again, but you also add another dimension and it starts doing loop-de-loops up and down as well. Then when you hit 23 or so your brain slowly starts to straighten back out. Complicated process.

Leo was 99.99999% sure that his shoulder was now dislocated, possibly broken, and maybe bleeding from blunt force trauma, but he stifled the yelp and forced a smile. "What she said." He replied, ignoring the fact that he couldn't feel his arm at the moment and glancing back and forth in between Ronan and Glory at the whole Lucy situation. Leo was content to stay quiet until Glory turned to him. "Shit pickles." He muttered. Why did he have to deal with this. I mean, yes, technically, it Libodon, he had authority, but when had they EVER paid attention to that?

On a different thought, he didn't feel like a young whippersnapper, so it would be the teens doing most of the playing. In any case, it would most likely be good for the dog.

"If I die, you'll know Simara did it. Not my fault." He raised his hands. "On the brighter note, I believe Simara will let the dog stay, even if I don't survive to see the day. So why not." He stated, glancing down at the happy Ball of fur and energy. So fucking cute.