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dead max is planning to steal a car and rob a liquor store, how do you feel about that? knowing you adopted a mistake?

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You know, last time I listened to one of you guys I was wrong. Fool me twice and all that… Lemme just ask the boy myself.

@dedmaxsearchhistory? You hearing this? *gestures upward*

*he nods slightly* y-yeah, i guess.. *hic* .. Carlos i-i promise not to rob anymore stores…

*looks down at Max* You sure, buddy? YOu’re telling me the truth, right? *his voice is still soft, but it still demands honesty.*

y-yeah.. i’m sure… *he yawns and rubs his eyes* a promise is a promise…

I would love to see you keep it, Max. I think you should take some time to yourself now… you look tired.

i’m not tired.. i’m just… sad *he glances away, mumbling* i don’t want to be alone…

Why don’t you want to be alone, Max?

i don’t trust myself i just don’t…

Do you want me to sit in your tent with you? I do think a nap would do you some good. But if you’d rather not be alone, I can oblige you there as well. That is – if you’re okay with it. I know I’m not actually your dad, and I just realized how what I suggested sounds…

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okay, i locked up all my alcohol…

*looms with a disappointed Dad frown*

*internal screaming* Carlos, it’s been a long week, can we skip the dissppointed dad frowns for now?

I’m sorry – it’s kind of stuck in place. When that opens, you and I are pouring it all down the sink.

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*Max makes his way to the QM store and stood outside the door*

So… what exactly is the plan with the Tide Pods in the bucket? Are you going to test how quickly the outer film dissolves, or if it goes into osmosis?

Eh, I was just gonna see if it was weird with lake water or not, but that other stuff’s pretty cool too, I guess. *He turns the door handle* He actually left it unlocked this time.. *he kicks the door open but not too harshly*

Oh – do you think the lake water might do something interesting to it? I think that’s a great thing to ex – OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT???

*there’s an upside down crucifix within view of the door and nailed to it is a chicken teddy bear. As in… a teddy made out of chicken that looked like it belonged in a freezer. Bits of dark fur stuck out of the seams and a dark liquid looked to be seeping out. Was that blood? It was really watered down though… some kind of slime?*

WHAT THE FUCK?!

*without really thinking Carlos snaps his hands down to cover Max’s eyes and quickly backed them out, slamming the door shut*

What… what?? What the hell…??

*who just had some gross-ass effigy in their storehouse??*

……I don’t know what I expected.

What was that? No, what the hell was that?? Why did he have that?? Oh God – why is he near children????????

*Max shrugged* The inner machinations of his mind are an enigma.

Alright. Let’s try this again. *Max grabed a stick from the side of the QMS (quartermaster store) and reaches to turn the door handle*

What? No – why are you going to go in there again? Max, what if he has something dangerous in there? *Dammit – he left his danger meter a the camp site!*

Why d’you think I grabbed a stick? Now, c’mon. I can whack it out the window and we won’t have to see it again. We can get the bucket and go.

No – no, no, no, Max, let’s not. This is clearly a red zone and we should probably think of something else.

But- fiiiiine. *he tosses the stick back onto the ground* There’s probably one in the mess hall maybe. I dunno this place is cheap.

*sighs in relief* Okay… let’s go check. If not, I can invent one. O-or, something like it, I mean.

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Carlos then looked at him curiously. “Two rooms?” he asked. “Why not just one with two beds?” Granted, the room he had was one bed… but that’s all he needed. “Oh, should we think about what to eat too? Clearly I can’t find a good restaurant for the life of me, if you remember that whole ‘sandwich’ thing.” He smiled at Hancock.

“Uh…. well, I wasn’t sure you’d wanna share a room with a guy ya just met. I personally don’t mind either way, just figured ya might prefer your privacy.” He admitted softly with a little smile. One room would make the most sense, but Hancock wasn’t about to push boundaries if Carlos didn’t seem comfortable with it. “I can find us a good place, dunno what’s most popular around these parts, but it’s all pretty much the same, heh. Worst case, pub food’s always good, as long as ya like burgers, that is.”

Carlos’ smile dropped. “You warning me because you’re planning on stealing my passport and my kidney?” he asked, scarily deadpan.

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First three in my inbox get kisses 1/3

Carlos didn’t usually just go around kissing folks. But he was at least safe in the knowledge that Percival wouldn’t just punch him outright. Maybe.

Carlos gently touched the man’s arm to get his attention, and while Percival was turned toward him Carlos got up on his toes a bit and pressed a gentle – just a touch of the lips – kiss to the Director’s mouth.

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“I meant in this moment.” He said with a soft laugh when the other said courting.

“Perhaps you may like to join me for dinner tomorrow in that case? A small place just down the street.”

“Oh,” Carlos said, flushing a bit. “Um – Um, yeah – Dinner sounds great. That’d be… that’d be great…” He smiled slightly. “I… I don’t know what to do in the meantime.. sorry. I haven’t done this in a while. Damn… I already said that, didn’t I? Sorry – lemme stop talking for a second.”

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*spits out a bit of Gigglewater* I… m-maybe we should get you home, buddy. He-he-he!

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don’t speak spanish.” Graves said as the other kicked his shoes
off. “something about house of Graves? I dunno. I speak Irish.” The
director says.

He tossed his coat onto the rack. “Do you want anything? like a g….glass of water?”

Carlos hummed, pulling off his own white cloak – shit, he forgot to transfigure it into a coat while out on the street, didn’t he? Damn – hopefully they didn’t stick out too much because of that. Though with Graves stumbling, they probably already did.

“Water would be great,” he said to Mr Graves. “Cold water. It’ll help me keep awake for a little bit longer… and would probably help our heads feel better later.” Maybe some salty food too – was that supposed to help? He couldn’t remember…

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You know, last time I listened to one of you guys I was wrong. Fool me twice and all that… Lemme just ask the boy myself.

@dedmaxsearchhistory? You hearing this? *gestures upward*

*he nods slightly* y-yeah, i guess.. *hic* .. Carlos i-i promise not to rob anymore stores…

*looks down at Max* You sure, buddy? YOu’re telling me the truth, right? *his voice is still soft, but it still demands honesty.*

y-yeah.. i’m sure… *he yawns and rubs his eyes* a promise is a promise…

I would love to see you keep it, Max. I think you should take some time to yourself now… you look tired.

i’m not tired.. i’m just… sad *he glances away, mumbling* i don’t want to be alone…

Why don’t you want to be alone, Max?

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*Max makes his way to the QM store and stood outside the door*

So… what exactly is the plan with the Tide Pods in the bucket? Are you going to test how quickly the outer film dissolves, or if it goes into osmosis?

Eh, I was just gonna see if it was weird with lake water or not, but that other stuff’s pretty cool too, I guess. *He turns the door handle* He actually left it unlocked this time.. *he kicks the door open but not too harshly*

Oh – do you think the lake water might do something interesting to it? I think that’s a great thing to ex – OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT???

*there’s an upside down crucifix within view of the door and nailed to it is a chicken teddy bear. As in… a teddy made out of chicken that looked like it belonged in a freezer. Bits of dark fur stuck out of the seams and a dark liquid looked to be seeping out. Was that blood? It was really watered down though… some kind of slime?*

WHAT THE FUCK?!

*without really thinking Carlos snaps his hands down to cover Max’s eyes and quickly backed them out, slamming the door shut*

What… what?? What the hell…??

*who just had some gross-ass effigy in their storehouse??*

……I don’t know what I expected.

What was that? No, what the hell was that?? Why did he have that?? Oh God – why is he near children????????

*Max shrugged* The inner machinations of his mind are an enigma.

Alright. Let’s try this again. *Max grabed a stick from the side of the QMS (quartermaster store) and reaches to turn the door handle*

What? No – why are you going to go in there again? Max, what if he has something dangerous in there? *Dammit – he left his danger meter a the camp site!*

Why d’you think I grabbed a stick? Now, c’mon. I can whack it out the window and we won’t have to see it again. We can get the bucket and go.

No – no, no, no, Max, let’s not. This is clearly a red zone and we should probably think of something else.