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6/19

[mailcall]

During mail delivery, a copy of every Slash Monkey Album will be found in your mailbox.

<badboyscout>

[keeponstrolling]

Boone. Hey, Boone.

Where are you? I have a surprise for you!

<boone>

[thumbsdown]

i'm out but i can head back

do i even want to know what this is?

<badboyscout>

[keeponstrolling]

So what's up? When did this happen?

[Straight to the point, but Tommy wants to know.]

<boone>

[thumbsdown]

couple nights ago. was getting hungry, so i figured it'd be better to get it over with than put it off and attack someone i didn't want to. did enough of that thanks to the fourth god. besides, you gave me that rifle. made things easier. the guy didn't have to know about it.

[adandyinspace]

[It happens all too fast, there are zero warnings, Dandy was never really good at things like subtlety. Making himself known came about as naturally as breathing, and any attention was good attention as long as all eyes were on him. That's exactly why a merman just barges into the bathhouse today, standing in the door frame-- or...no, it's more like posing. He's posing in the door frame, wearing sunglasses for absolutely no reason.

He is completely unaware of Lust's new hired help.]

No need to worry everyone, Dandy's here~

[Much like every single time Dandy does this, no one cares, and the lack of applause causes him to hunch over and grumble all the way to the service counter. ...And then walk behind it, like he just owns the place or something. But this is not before he manages to dig up some coin and slam it down on the desk, his payment for the day, and literally the only reason why anyone puts up with him.

Now it's time to find out if it's worth it.]

[thumbsdown]

[Ah. So this is Dandy. Boone peers at him over his own sunglasses, then grunts and goes back to what he was doing. He was warned about him, but he knows he'll have to put up with the guy if he wants to work here. He does look up again though as Dandy completely ignores which side of the counter he's supposed to be on, though. Yeah, he's gonna be a problem.]

...You're supposed to be on the other side of the counter.

[Being a problem doesn't mean he gets to strut around like he owns the place without Boone saying something, though.]

[keeponstrolling]

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck this absolutely blows.

It was a long walk home, with one wing still too twitchy and painful to fly. The journey up the stairs almost killed him, and he had to take a break on the third floor to catch his breath. But he makes it somehow, and Tommy sags with relief when he finally gets to the the familiar door frame, and fumbles around in his pockets for his key. Wait, actually, no. Shit. Did he lose it? Motherlover, it must've fallen out somewhere. Along with his shitty shades. If Tommy could cry at this point, he probably would.

Fuckin' Christ. What a day.

He slams a fist on the door, ducking his head with a hand over his eyes, and prays that Boone is in.

"Boone?" He calls out, voice completely wrecked. He slumps against the door with a thud. "Are you in? You better be in!"

[thumbsdown]

[Boone comes to the door fairly quickly, if only because he can hear the difference in Tommy's voice and the way he thuds against the door. And if he could show concern in this form, he would. He reaches down to help Tommy stand, and even if he can't show it he can sure as hell sound worried.]

The hell happened to you?

[He knows about the hunting that's been going on, but since he hasn't had any urges to hurt anyone he just assumed nobody else did, either. Probably a stupid thing to assume.]

Action!

[thekindestdemon]

[It's only so long that Lust can actually avoid Boone. They work together, for god's sake. And...well, she hates this awkward uncomfortable sense that's sprung up. But it's not an easy thing, facing him. Not after what had happened, the things that had been said...done!]

[Which is why she needs a bit of her special wine to bolster her for the encounter. It has a little extra kick, a calming herb soaked in it. After a few swigs and a comfortable sort of warmness, Lust exits her office and goes looking for the man.]

[thumbsdown]

[Boone isn't exactly fond of avoiding Lust either, but honestly it's easier than facing her after what happened at the haunted house. He's imagined what he might say to her, but then he starts thinking about how they were acting together and he just... can't. He'll do it later, or at least that's what he keeps telling himself.

Lust finds Boone sweeping the floor in the entrance, mind clearly on something else. Enough that, even with his finely tuned senses, he doesn't notice her until she's close by. He straightens up, frowning slightly, wondering what she wants. He doesn't say anything, but he's stopped sweeping and is watching her, though he doesn't meet her eyes.]

<saturnschild>

[marcato]

I've missed you, sweet Boone.

[thumbsdown]

hey aunamee, where the hell have you been?

Iiiiits smoochtiiiime

[hauntpadour]

Egon had been thinking quite a lot on his feelings towards Boone. They hadn't known each other a terribly long time, and Egon had just lost what might have become a good relationship when he first really met Boone.

He wondered what exactly he was going to say, and he had for the last few weeks. It still felt very unclear, aside from laying down the facts. That's what he was best at, after all. But he'd hoped he would get lucky enough that he'd never have to actually face emotions.

And yet, here they were. Christmas day, meeting for dinner after dark, Egon holding Boone's gift- not given yet. And crossing under a small bundle of mistletoe in the doorway. Egon looked up, then down, meeting eyes with the bear momentarily. He had to.

"Er- Boone, do you have a mistletoe tradition in the desert?"

[thumbsdown]

[Boone is pretty much unaware of Egon's feelings towards him, since he hasn't really acted any different. Besides, he's not really good at picking up on that kind of thing. So when he sees Egon he gives him a small smile, present in hand, and only looks up when Egon mentions the mistletoe.

...Ah. His smile falters, a look of realisation crossing his face instead.]

Never done it myself, but... I know what it is.

[He meets Egon's gaze, and his ears twitch nervously. He doesn't know what to do here, it's not a situation he's been placed in before.]

Post-event

[hauntpadour]

[Okay, it takes Egon a while to get his head about and realize that, perhaps, he made a few mistakes over the course of the last week. He's got the scratches, bruises, and soon-to-be scars to prove it. He'd done a lot of fighting since that mask did... whatever to him, and he's got to but a new microwave and television because he smashed both in two separate fits.]

[And he'd gotten laid. Simultaneously he was extremely happy about that and had a cold, hard lump of shame in his guts. Because while he was very glad to have slept with Boone, now that his haze has cleared, the werebear's probably has too. So he should apologize.]

[The nephilim arrives at the Lucky 38 wearing a thick scarf and holding a small arrangement of hyacinth and tulips with a card tucked among them, already red-faced and standing very uncomfortably.]

[thumbsdown]

[Egon isn't the only one to feel extremely ashamed about some of the things he'd done, but Boone still doesn't understand when he opens the doors to the Lucky 38 to see Egon there with flowers. If anything, his encounter with Egon was one of the things he regretted the least, so it doesn't occur to him that the nephilim would be here to apologise for it. Especially not when it had pretty much been Boone's idea. He looks between the flowers and Egon with a puzzled expression, frowning.]

...Yeah?

[Why the flowers? Did someone die or something?]

Valentines

[hauntpadour]

[So, Egon wasn't a stellar romantic. But he had hopes for being with Boone- maybe not determined that it would be the romance of a lifetime, but he liked the younger man and he didn't want to ruin things for himself, though he'd been sort of terrible at it thus far.]

[The bit of demon that had been inserted into his personality made it easier. He wanted to treat them, get Boone away from responsibility and worries for a bit. Just the two of them.]

[So he has a carnation for Boone and a box of chocolate berries, flying up to the windows of the Lucky 38 and knocking.]

Boone, I brought you something. Come outside.

[thumbsdown]

[Egon is lucky that Boone was relaxing in the penthouse rather than the suite, because he sees Egon and tilts his head, before nodding. He comes down to the front of the casino and looks for the demon there, looking confused. It's clear he's not aware that the day is meant to be special in any way.]

What is it?

<saturnschild>

[marcato]

[Shortly after the switch, Boone will receive a message from his own laptop.]

Who are you?

<boone>

[thumbsdown]

i'm you

i can'rt work my figners very well

can we meewt somewher e

<C_137> [Backdated to the day Boone died in Battle Royale]

[peaceamongworlds]

what's up, boone? i just saw you bite it in there. what's it like being dead?

lol jk we're not dead. I'm at that dive right by the clinic rn. They've got the deathmatches on the TV
Zack just got here, you should come hang out.

<boone>

[thumbsdown]

you do realise i'm kinda pissed at zack right now

prick could've at least not laughed his ass off while killing me

Action | Movie Date

[a_sin_for_him]

[It really wasn't a big deal. It was just an outing to see a movie - though she supposed the fact that it was Boone's first movie did make it a noteworthy occasion. But it was nothing to feel guilty or odd about.]

[Or to spend much time dithering over what to wear, and yet Lust had certainly done that before settling on a classic summer dress. It's summer, after all. And really, one ought to put effort in, when one is going out.]

[She waits outside of the Pokemon Center, arriving a bit early to enjoy the evening, Guttle at her feet. He's the only Pokemon she's brought, for a variety of reasons.]

[She hopes Boone enjoys the film...]

[thumbsdown]

[Boone shows up to the pokemon center wearing his usual outfit, with Pointy by his side. He'd wondered if he should wear something different, but wasn't sure what to pick out. Rather than show up looking dumb, he just went with what he knew.

Not that he's sure why looking dumb would have mattered.

He gives Lust and Guttle a wave as he approaches, and Pointy roars at them in greeting.]

Hey. You look nice.

[She looks beautiful, actually.]

8/22- early event

[hauntpadour]

Oh boy, it took Egon a little bit to get over his excitement and wrap his head around what was happening. Something was wrong- they couldn't just be new arrivals, not this late- but he is as giddy as Egon Spengler can get.

Peter is probably already wandering around the Lucky 38, eager to explore, but the nephilim brings Janine directly to Boone.

The woman is recognizable from Egon's section of the tunnels- beautiful, slight, and obviously not here to take bullshit from anyone. She is also absolutely on Egon's arm after being apart for so long, clinging to him like they're a pair of young lovers. He just strolls right up to his boyfriend.

"Boone, I'd like you to meet Janine. She was our receptionist back in New York."

[thumbsdown]

[Boone gives Egon a slight smile as he approaches, before glancing over at Janine. She sure has gotten herself comfortable on his arm, but Boone knows better than to mind too much. He just nods to her and holds out a clawed hand for her to shake.]

Hey, Janine. I'm Boone. Good to finally meet you.

<privateeye> this completely slipped my mind press f to pay respects

[junosteel]

you're boone, right? owner of the lucky 38? heard from a snake called lup that you were hiring security guards. is the position still open?

<boone> F

[thumbsdown]

hey, yeah i'm boone. still got some positions open, never hurts to have more security. you started your changes yet? what kinda hours you looking for?

<C_137>

[peaceamongworlds]

There once was a boy who was a Halloween fanatic. He loved dressing up for Halloween, he loved pulling pranks and watching horror movies, and above everything else... he loved candy. One fateful year, while he went trick-or-treating, he visited a house. This house was creepy as hell! It was big, it was old, it smelled like a grandmother and it was owned by a happy, old rich couple. The boy came here thinking that he would be handed out big chocolate bars, because it was a rich person's house but when he knocked on their door... he was handed a bag of that shitty candy that nobody likes! Tootsie rolls, shitty flavoured dum-dums, those weird... peanut things... needless to say, the boy was heartbroken. He was so heartbroken that he died, right there on their porch and now, every Halloween he goes out and finds people to curse. He wants everyone to suffer the same way he did!

Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!

<boone>

[thumbsdown]

rick what the hell

Video

[a_sin_for_him]

Considering what I've heard of your world...I wonder....

Did you have the Halloween celebration, where you come from?

video

[thumbsdown]

We don't really celebrate it, but I've heard of it. It was around then that the bombs fell, so some places still have really old Halloween decorations up. Why d'you ask?

10/24

[hauntpadour]

It makes sense that a werebear would feel some need to hibernate, but that doesn't mean Egon hasn't been a little worried that Boone was sick or the like. He just comes by to see Boone and his dog with Slimer and a pizza in tow, and make his way right up to his boyfriend's penthouse.

"I saw you on the network today, feeling better?"

[thumbsdown]

[Boone is grateful to see both Egon and Slimer, and also that pizza. Sleeping for a couple of weeks has left him hungry, and he's already raided the fridge. Partly for some of that human meat, but mostly for normal food.]

Yeah, thanks. Just needed to sleep for a while I guess. Sorry if I worried you.

VR - Action - Nov 11th

[a_sin_for_him]

[It's getting late - even for this crowd. Lust has had a lovely evening, and is pleasantly buzzing from a variety of mixed drinks stretched out over the party. She's by no means drunk, but she's feeling good. Relaxed. It's been very nice, seeing so many friends and simply indulging in fun.]

[But she's not quite finished. It's her birthday, after all. Another one come and soon to be gone, and the years have started to matter. Time matters. If there's one thing this world has taught her above all others, it's that time matters.]

[When she sees Boone again, she joins him with intent in her steps. None of her Pokemon are with her now.]

I believe I'm becoming ready to head out for the evening. You?

[thumbsdown]

[Boone has tried to keep from getting too drunk at Lust's party. It seems like it would be rude. And while Pointy is still out when Lust approaches him, it wouldn't be hard to just put him in his ball.]

I'll leave if you are.

[No point in sticking around if the birthday girl is leaving, right? Besides, he's exhausted just from all the people. He thinks for a second, then offers his arm for Lust to take.]

Valentine's Day

[a_sin_for_him]

[Lust honestly hadn't been sure what to expect from Boone, come the holiday. She'd seen him asking for help on the network, and had done her best not to listen to any of the conversations. It was enough to know he wanted to do something - due to a variety of circumstances, she's yet to celebrate how humans traditionally do.]

[She'd like to, just the once. This day is for the ridiculous, socially constructed ideals of romance.]

[And really, she's been impressed with her man. His emotional expression range is akin to a soft rock, but she's used to that. She likes that - most of the time. And the rare times an attempt is made...it means all the more, for its rarity.]

[Lust has her own something special, as well. But saved, waiting till they've finished dinner and have retired to privacy. Some things require a closed door, wholesome and decent as they may be.]

[thumbsdown]

[Boone has gone all out for the day. He gave Lust her gifts with the air of a man expecting to fuck it up somehow, but Lust had seemed happy with them. Even his card, with his stupid feelings on it. He's taken her out to dinner at the best place in town, and now they're heading home.

He quietly links his fingers with hers as they walk. A little gesture, but something that comes easier than a lot of words.]

You have a nice time?