Empty Suit

Appearance: He has dark brown hair, brown eyes, and two scars on his face. One coming from his right eye, going up to the hair. The other coming from his left eye, going down to his mouth.
Height: 6'5
Clothes: Black suit, white shirt
Age: 28-30
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This could be a new OC

Sorry bud, already taken

Like this?

I mean that you put in your character. but still, nice drawing

Ya ever notice AIEEE hasn’t been online in 3 months?

I say hello in a polite manner

*Again, description please!* The tall man looks down at you. "Hello." he answered, sipping his drink. It seemed strong

"May I ask, what do you mask represent, and why do you wear it?" He asks, trying to be polite.

"Reasons..." he said as he continued to sip his drink

"Well, may I ask what you are drinking?" He asks, trying to find out what he is all about, who he really is.

"Scotch." he said, sipping it even more. "What about you?"

He laughs. "I don't drink, my parents own the bar so I work here. I'm also underage" He starts to wipe the counter. "So.. what brings you here today"

"Boredom... and other things." he said, looking over at the bar

Name: DJ
Gender: Male
Apperance: Half-messy Brown hair and Brown eyes
Clothes: Black shirt with jeans and white Nikes
Personality: Polite but can rage
Height: Average Man 5'8
Age: Around 17

((Hey, really quick, can she be in the bar with a fake ID?))
Name: Flower
Height: 5'11"
Age: (If she can have a fake ID, she's 18, if not, she just turned 21.)
Gender: Female
Appearance: Dyed pink hair with a black streak, purple eyes and an eye scar, but she has it hidden with makeup.
Personality: Rude, snarky, sarcastic, talk to her nicely, she'll meet it back with sass.

((Sure))

Flower sat at the bar, drinking something that looked like vodka.WHen she saw the guy walk in, she didn't react, but side-stared him.

He walked by. He felt something looking at him, and turned to Flower. He looked at her, and gave her a small smile

He followed her into the alleyway, but then stopped. He looked around, and then got out of it.

Flower was still standing in the alleyway, she jumped onto some boxes and jumped onto the wall, and then jumped onto a roof of one of the buildings close by. Running across the roof, she jumped to the next one, then the next one, even walking across wires to other buildings. She moved fast and skilfully, checking over her shoulder to make sure she was alone.

Then, when she turned around, she saw a man with a familiar bloody black suit and white shirt. This time, he was wearing a mask, which looked to be made for kabuki theatres. (Here's the mask, https://www.pinterest.com/pin/58898707605979486/?lp=true)

Flower took a step back and wavered a bit. "What are you doing?! Why are you following me?! Go***mn, this is borderline illegal!" she said, the wire moving a bit.

"Watch your step." he said. "Listen, please stop at least for this night." he said, not moving an inch

She shook her head. "No!" she said, swiping at him. "You know what I have left?! Nothing! Just alcohol!" she hissed at him. "Remember how you said I remind you of your sister?! Youre starting to remind me of my brother!"

He stood back when she said that phrase... "No, no, no..." he said. "Hey, calm down."

She hissed at him, "Dont tell me to calm down! Just go away, Silver!" she said, almost like she was having a panic attack, or a mental breakdown, making the wire wobble more.

"Hey, watch behind you!" he said, trying to came up to her slowly

"Shut up!" she yelled at him, angry. "Youre just like him! You like like him, and youre acting like him! The face scars, and everything!" she said, taking another step back. "Get the hell away from me!"

"Flower, calm down! I'm not your brother!" he said, trying to calm her down. "Flower, please. I don't know what happened between you and your brother, and I don't know why you're so angry with him, but please... calm down..." he said

Flower hissed at him, but she looked a bit calmer. "I dont know what I want anymore, but I do know that I want you to go away!"

"Please, Flower! Calm down! You're in a dangerous spot here, be careful!" he said

"Flower, alcohol isn't the only answer! For God's sake, you're not even old enough!" he said, trying to tell her

She hissed at him, now on solid ground. "What do you know?! And a law is just words on a piece of paper! Its only illegal if you get caught!" she yelled. "Raa! Shut up! Go away!"

"Stop, Flower, please!" he said, begging her. "I don't want you to hurt yourself!" he said

"Hurt myself!? Hurt myself?! AhahHAhahAh! We're WAY past that!" she said, holding her hands to her head. "We past that point long long ago!"

"F-Flower..?" he stopped, looking at her

"Oh, shut up! Go away! Are you deaf?!" she yelled, going to the edge of the building. "Go away, and leave me alone. I never want to see you again. If you dont, I will." she said, putting one foot over the building into open air.

"No, don't! Please!" he screamed, begging her. "Flower, don't do it!"

"Then leave." she said, fully aware that she was in control of the situation now. "Let me drink alcohol in peace. Go away."

"Flower..." he said, knowing he can't save her the way he wants to. He hated the fact that he can't save someone. He took a small step back

Hey, you there?

((Yo, sorry I was inactive for a few days. I got in an ugly car accident (A cr hit me when I was walking, they weren't paying attention) and I went into surgery a lottttt.... sorry))

Flower blanched, "Oh hell no." she said, looking around. "Are you Connor? Or have I been here before?" she took out 2 hundereds and handed them to him. "Whatever, I dont care. Here, just get me all I can get with this."

"Umm... sure..." he said, looking at all the meats he had. ((Holy shit, are you okay???))

((Oh Jeez yeah I am I lost this in all my inbox stuff when I was gone-))

Flower gave a small sneer. "Yeah, thats right." she said, before putting both her feet back on solid ground. Sighing, she looked up. "I guess it is kinda late. I gotta go back. Make sure my brother isint doing anything he shouldnt." she said, walking back on the wire and crossing it with no problem.

Then, when she looked, the man slowly walked backwards, disappearing into the darkness

Flower sighed, and jumped off the building and landed on her feet. It made her ankles burn, but other than that, she was alright. She walked out of where the bars where, and more to where the restraints in town were. Looking at her money, she sighed. "I might as well get something for that brat." she said, walking into a butcher shop with fresh and cooked meat.

Inside the butcher shop was the bald butcher with a mustache."Hello, Flower."

"Good." he said. "Now, get up." he said as he pulled his mask out, putting it on his face.

Silver lifted himself up, "Jeez, you couldve held out your arm to help me, you know!"

"Sorry... just a thing I have... I'll help you next time, promise." he said, dusting off Silver, and then himself

(Aw, thats sweet-)

Silver gave him a look, he never been treated that well by anyone before. "O...oh...." he said, looking at his hand. "...Thank you."

"Your welcome," he said to him. "Sorry I burned your tent down..."

Silver shrugged, "Eh, I dont know...."

"Please?" he asked, looking at Silver

Silver groaned, "Oh, do I HAVE to???"

Flower shrugged, "I have some alcohol."

He looked at her for a minute, but then said, "Vodka?"

Silver looked over at it and chuckled, "Oh, dont worry about it. Theres still one more." he said, pointing to one further back. "I can just be in that one. Its exactly the same, it just donst have the mirrors this one has, or well, HAD." he said, pointing all around them, as there were dozens and dozens of mirrors all around them, some old and cracked, and some cloudy. "I liked being around them, but since youre making me pick up a new hobby-" he said, sticking his tounge out playfully, "I guess there's no downside now, huh?"

"I suppose," he answered him. "You should make up with your sister. You guys are family, after all."

Silver shrugged, "We're not blood related though....Im adopted."

"You don't have to be blood related to be family, kid."

Flower looked up at him, "So youre just gon leave? Like that?"

"Well, you two seemed to be forgiving each other." he said. "What, are you gonna offer me some tea?" he asked sarcastically a bit.

((How wholesome-))

Flower patted Silver's head. "....Im sorry. I love you." she said, as Silver snuggled with her and smiled. "I love you too, sis."

He sat there, looking at them. "So... are you guys finally happy...?" he asked

Flower nodded, and so did Silver. "I think we are, yes."

"Good... then, I guess my job here is finally done," he said. He stood up and stretched.

"It'll make you and Flower feel better about each other." he said, and then held onto his arm. "It's not that bad, kid."

Silver locked his knees, "No! The last time I was alone with sissy, I got these!" he said, pointing to the scars on his face.

"Well, now you're both adults. Maybe, you two can fix things." he said.

Silver scowled a bit, "Im 16. And, Sis has the mentality of a drunk 13 year old."

"Seems grown to me." he said. "But, you guys can't avoid each other forever." he said.

Silver grunted, "mmph...fine..." he said, crossing his arms. He said, going to Flowers tent. "She should be around here....somewhere....maybe...?" he said, looking around, before screaming, "SIS! SISSY! SIIIIIIISSSSSSSYYYYYY!" he sceramed, making Flower come around and glare at him. "What do you want, mirror face?"

"Ah, hello Flower." said the man. He looked at them both, and brought together closer. "Now, from what I've gathered... you both have done something wrong to each other, and maybe to some others." he said. "I know this probably not fix much between you two, but it will leave a better feeling..." he said. "So... Flower, you should probably apologize for smashing Silver's face into a mirror. And you, Silver, should apologize for the kids you have... taken out," he said. He prayed those children would forgive Silver

Silver ran at Flower and hugged her, "S-sis! I-I didnt know! Im sorry! Im sorry I did all the things!" he said, starting to cry. Flower started to tear up as well, and she ran her fingers through his hair. "I-its alright. Im sorry I treated you that way."

The man rested his head on his hand. "There we go..." he said with a relieved voice. He was happy that these two can finally reconnect. He looked at them tiredly, and smiled at them, even though his mask covered his face.

Silver groaned, "Oh why though?! I dont wanna! Shes mean!"

"She will keep being mean if you don't talk to her. Both of you did something wrong, and you should apologize to each other."

Silver whined, "Fine, fine, alright!" he said, feeling defeated.

"There you go!" he said, and patted Silver on the back. "Now, how about we look for her."

Flower growled at him, "Like hell!" Silver snarled back, "Shut it and just do it so he could leave us alone! What did I ever do to you anyways!?" Flower wiped her left eye with her wrist, "This, you idiot!" she said, wiping away makeup, revealing a scar on her eye. "You think I hated you from day one?! No, idiot, I loved you! But you hated me for some reason! You tried to kill me when you were a kid! You managed to slash my eye open!" She teared up, "So I smashed your face into the mirror! I regret it, alright? I hid my scar form you so you wouldnt remember! I wanted you to be afraid of me, so you wouldnt hurt me again." she admitted. "But...now youre like this. Im sorry."

Silver was staring at her eye, "I- I- what...? I did that?! When?! I dont remember...!"

Flower smiled a bit, "That was the point."

The man just looked at them. He sighed. He didn't know if he was doing the right thing, or the wrong thing. "There it is... the real cause." he said. He sat down in something, and looked at both of them. "I just want you two to be like a family. I'm sure he didn't mean to actually... well, hurt you... but, I don't want to start taking sides. I just want you two to realize that you two are the only thing you have left. And that you need to cherish it." he told them. "So... peace?"

She huffed and looked away from him, putting something incoherent, but sounded something along the lines of,'dont smile at me.'

He gave her a concerned look. Then, he sat down close to her. "Hey."

She growled at him,"What."she spat out, clenching her teeth at him, the faint smell of Vodka starting to make itself noticable."Can I help you?"she growled.

"You okay? You look like you're not having a good night."

Flower snorted,"Good night?Try good life."she said, getting another drink, and swallowing it.She gave a sad sigh."Well....drinking is the least I could do for myself."she said, giving herself a sad smile."Go***mn it I hate him more than myself!"she said angrily, drinking the alcohol again, and tossing the cup back to the bartender."Not enough.Make it stronger."she said, getting back another cup and chugging it, getting another one.She looked at the guy,"So anyways, ya wanna leave now?Or do I have to deal with you for just a little longer?"

"I'm gonna stay a bit more. Tell more about this person that you hate. Is it me?"

"Stick around enough, and it will be."she snapped.

"I think that's enough alcohol for you." he said as he stopped the bartender from handing her another drink

Her eyes widened,"EXCUSE ME-"she said, slapping his hand away, taking the drink, and looking at the bartender,"Here.Ignore him, please."she said, handing him $100 bill, and glaring at the guy."Who do you think you are?"

"Nobody. I just think you already had enough, kid." he said

She snapped at him."Dont call me kid.Im 21."she said, starting to drink again."And I haven't had enough yet."her face twisted into a scowl."I'll know by then."

"If I'm older than you, I'll cal you kid. That's one. Two, this person you hate. What happened?"

She put her cup on the bar counter."My brother.If I;ll tell you more, you'll be legally obligated to call the cops, and I've already see enough of them for my life."she said, getting another drink, and looking at it disappointedly."THIS is the strongest thing ya got?No, I want to forget.Give me brain damage for all I care."she said, getting a new drink.

"I won't call the cops. Trust me, I won't." he said. "Well, if you're going to get drunk, then I'll get myself something to drink too." he said as he ordered a cold beer. The beer's logo was "Cold Queen" with a crown

She looked at his drink suspiciously."Beer tastes horrible.You like that stuff?"she said, before shaking her head."You know what?Nevermind.I dont care."she sighed, getting another cup.She looked at the bartender."Stronger."she said.

"So... why do you hate your brother?" he said, sipping his beer. Without trying to, she noticed some weird dark spots on his suit

She stared at them."If thats what I think it is, I might hate the both of you for the same reason."she said, staring."Wanna tell me what that is?"

"Huh?" He looked at his suit. "Oh, I was stabbed in the arm. See?" he said as he showed that his arm-piece of the had a hole, and saw that the arm was covered in a bloody bandage

She looked at him,"Ah, I see."she said, downing another cup, this time coughing and smiling."Finally, a good drink."she said, then turned to the guy.She gives a sigh,"Well...how do I say this....he kinda...ruined a lot of peoples lives...and hes just 16 too, what the hell!"she saiys, slamming her cup down,"Goddamit...."she turned to him,"I used to rule the world."

"So, what did you do?" he asked her, sipping his drink. "Did you fight him or something?"

She snorted,"Im not an idiot."she said, sighing."But....I probably will one day."she said, sadly, before getting another drink."Or, it probably wont be a fight, probably more of..... karma, I guess.I deserve it, anyways."

He looks at her, and then said, "You know what? I'll have the same as you. Bartender, same for me please."

The bartender gives him a glass that looked thin and clear like water, while giving him a questioning look.Flower gives a smile,"You sure?Thats Vodkilla, I think."she says, drinking it like water, and then coughing."Dont just forget memories, complete erase them."she laughs,"Most people are afraid of it.....you wanna do shots with me?"she says, getting another cup.

"It weirdly came naturally." he said. "So, where is that mysterious brother of yours?"

Flower huffed, "He usually stays in his own tent...its over there." she said, pointing to the right. ""Its the tent in the way back. Its blue and black.

"So... why do you hate your brother?" he asked her, still hanging on the chain

Flower then locked her knees, and started hanging upside down. She sighed, "He killed people....he killed a kid....he kept doing it...eventually, this place shut down cuz of it."

"Killed people?" he asked, looking concerned. "I can understand why you hate him..." he said. "And yet you still live with him?"

She nodded slowly. "Yeah...children....I keep him here, because I dont want him wandering out with society, you know? I gotta make sure he stays here....."

"Why not let the authorities take care of him?" he asked, "Or, is he too dear to your heart?"

Flower glared at him, then gave a smug smirk, "Of course not. I tried, in the earlier days, there were the cops, but they didnt arrest him....he was good, and didnt leave evidence behind. They cant take him in without evidence."

"And so you've been trying to keep him here?" he asked. "Why did he kill kids?"

Flower nodded, "Yup...he kills people who wander in here....I dont know why they still come, but they do....he has a field day when that happens....thats how I get money...I pickpocket the dead bodies."

"So... that's the scam..." he said. "Will he kill me?" he asked her nonchalant

She looked over at him, "As long as you dont run into him, you'll be safe...."

"Will you pickpocket me too if I die?"

Flower smirked at him, and pecked his cheek ((Its platonic, shes just French.)) "I will, but I'll give you a wonderful funeral."

"Hah." he laughed. "Let's hope he doesn't put another scar on my face." he said. He swing on his chain a bit longer, before slowly going down

Flower looked over at him, "? Where you going?"

"Hmm? Oh, nowhere. I'm just taking a step down." he said as he stretched. "It was a long day today..." he said. "But, another question... why hasn't he tried to kill you? Is it because of you being family?"

Flower laughed, "Oh, trust me, be both tried to kill each other. I tired to poison him, but that little f----er was immune or something." she grumbled, swinging back and forth slightly. "He's tried to kill me, a lot. Thats why I have this." she said, pulling out a 13 inch dagger.

"Oh, wow." he said, looking at the long dagger. "Nice."

Flower smirked, "I know, right? I always have it with me."

"So... you never thought to use that money to buy something which proved what your brother did to be true? Like, a camera?"

She nodded, "I prefer alcohol. Besides, I doubt they would care, anyways...he's kinda...undetectable."

"But, you trust me enough to tell me?" he asked

She nodded, "'s not like anyone would believe you anyways!" she started laughing.

"Well, it doesn't mean I can't take care of your brother's problem." he said, smiling

Flower looked over at him, "What are you planning on doing?"

"Well... I was planning on... sending him to a dimension where anybody gets scared shitless, but now that I see you're concerned, I'm starting to have second thoughts."

Flower snorted, "Oh, dont do that to him, he deserves worse."

He looked up at her. "You want me to kill him??" he asked in a confused tone. Killing wasn't... the best experience for him

She shrugged, "If you can. He deserves it, at any rate....I doubt you could lay a hand on him anyways."

"What makes you think that?" he asked her with a smirk

Flower snorted, "Alright then, fine. If youre so cocky, go and fight him or something. He should be where I told you."

"Are you not gonna come with me to see?"

Flower snorted, "You want me to come with you?"

"I mean... It would be fun for you to watch. And, if I die, it'll be easy for you to bury me." he said, smiling

Flower snorted "Alright, Im in." she said, doing a backflip, and landing on the ground. "Ah, that burns a bit....but, lets go."

He nodded. They started walking to the tent, and he put on his mask. "So... this one?"

The tent was as dark, or if not darker then the tent Flower was in. She nodded, and right away, a boy was seen, sitting on the floor, looking kinda bored, he was clear and visible, like a spotlight was shining on him.

"Oh, hey Sissy. Glad to see you back....not." he said, when he looked up at Connor, "? Never seen you before. Whacha doing here? You know what happens to people that come here, dont you?" he said, looking kinda skeptical.

He had sandy alone hair that was pretty big and full, and blue eyes. He had multiple scars on his face, the biggest ones on his mouth, left eye and one very long one, going across his face, from his left side of his jaw to his right eye. He didnt look related to Flower at all

"You're the boy he killed the children, right?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. "Yes, you are. I can feel them." he said. "So... why? What's the point?"

He looked over at him, "Well arent you educated~!" he chortled, wearing a smile. "But, call me Silver. 'The boy who killed the children' is KINDA a mouthful, you know?'" he said, falling on his back so he could look at Connor upside down. "As for why I did it-" he was saying, when Flower cut him off. "Shut. Up."

The boy looked at her, "What? You dont want me to say it was your fault?" he said, and Flower shook her head, "No, you little psycopath, its becuase it WASNT my fault, and I dont want you lying like you do to everyone!"

The boy huffed and looked away from Flower, "I did it cuz of Sissy. Thats all."

"That doesn't answer my question, but alright." he said. "Now, listen here, and listen closely. You know that what you did is wrong. So, I am going to kindly ask you to stop, before I do something I hoped I would never do in my life." he said. "You got that?" his eye glowed a purple color through the mask.

Silver looked at him with fascination, "Oh, youre like me? And Sissy too, I guess? Thats cool, but you dont scare me." he said, with a smile starting to creep on his face. "I should scare you though."

"Well, it is not working. Not yet, at least." he said. "So, is it going to be the easy way or the hard way?"

Silver smiled, "Well, for me its going to be the easy way~ You might define it as hard though....such a shame, you entertained me for a bit....."

"Jeez, we're doing this, aren't we?" he asked. "Well, alright. I'll try not to hurt you too much..."

Silver laughed, "Oh! Oh! Youre HI~ LA~RI~ OUS~" he sang, trying not to suffocate himself. "But...fine, hit me. Or...try to, at least." he said, looking at him. Flower bit her lip.

"I don't like taking the first hit. And besides, you're the killer." he said, laughing a bit

Silver smiled, "Not! Im sitting here until you do."

"Well..." he looked back at Flower, and then looked at Silver. He then raised his fist, and lightly tapped Silver's face with it

Silver reeled back before he could touch him, hissing like it was the most painful looking attack he had ever seen. "Hey! Hey hey hey!"

"What is it now? I thought you wanted me to take the first hit." he said unsurprised

Silver laughed at that statement, “Well, I guess you checkmated me!” He said, almost like he was happy. ”BUUUUT BUTBUTBUT-!” You gotta hit me as hard as you can! Its called, ‘DRAMATIC irony’ for a reason! He said, laughing harder than ever. “Come on, you too scared? Man, thats a shame….I had semi-high hopes for you….” He said, sighing sadly.

"I've never had a family to begin with." he said, jumping down. "And, if you're really innocent, tell me, what was the point of killing the kid?" he asked. "Was it to cure your jealousy?"

Silver put a hand to his face, "Me?! Jealous?!" he said, finally snapping. "What would I have to be jealous of?!"

"I don't know. Maybe jealous that you're the only boy in the family." he said. He looked Silver straight in the eye. "So... why did you kill the kid?"

Silver broke out into laughter, "Oh boy! Oh boy oh boy oh boy!" he yelled out, sitting on the long dead grass. "Where do I start?! Well, this all began because of me and Sissy-" he said, pointing to her tent with an especially cruel gaze. He then turned back to Connor, "And well, you see my face?" he said, running his finger along the scars on his face. "Well, Sissy bashed my face into a mirror when I was a little kid. No reason why, she just did it for fun." he said, his voice spitting out anger. "And thats not even HALF the story!" he hissed, grabbing a mirror shard and stabbing the ground with it. "You know Sissy was the only reason we were doing SO good?! Like...she was the ONLY reason why we were at the top of the industry?! She refused to take credit! She refused to let anyone come near her! She always thought she was so terrible! I HATED that!" he said, as the mirror shard caught on a rock, and shattered. As the shard exploded in his hand, it made him bleed and he just stared at it. "....Then...one day, there was a kid. There were always lots of kid, yo know? And like...90% of them would come looking like Flower. Like...cosplay, you know?" he said, looking up at Connor, seemingly calm. "....Flower hated that, she always said they were making fun of her....she always pushed the kids away. Now, this one time, there was a kid more....determined, I could say, than the others. She came dressed as Flower, and FOLLOWED her around EVERYWHERE. Now, Flower pushed that kid away....literally. She got pissed of enough that she pushed the kid away and snapped at her.....she started crying, but Flower went away. Flower wanted some time to cool off, I think, but I saw the whole thing, so I went to the kid, told her she could hang out with me, you know? But ah....my face, its....my face, kids dont like it, you know? It freaks 'em out.....it was the same thing for that kid....she yelled at e, called me a freak, said she would rather be with Sissy. I snapped. How could a kid want to be with someone that LITERALLY just pushed her onto the ground?! I....I lost it on her, and well....." he picked up his baseball bat, it was an old, black, metal one, dented a bit at the end. He lifted the bat up, and swung it in the air in an up to down motion. ".....I caved her head in. I got a glass shard and slit her throat."

“I said no.” Said the bartender, finishing cleaning the glass. “Other people need some of this too.”

Flower pouted a bit, "Fine, then get me some other stuff. As long as its strong."

“No, I don’t think you understand.” He said. “Once you have three Dark Neos, you have a high probability of-“ he was stopped by someone. “No, no, it’s alright. Let her have bother drink.” Said the man in the mask, only he wasn’t wearing his mask, showing his scars. The bartender gulped and handed Flower a martini

Flower looked up at him, "You again?" she said, taking the martini.

"Yeah." he said. The bartender turned to flower and said, "This is the man who made the Dark Neo." he said.

Flower looked up at him, "Youre telling me you made this?!"

"Well, I was experimenting here and there. But yeah, I made it." he said. "What do you think?"

Flower nodded, "Pretty good, actually." she said, smiling a bit.

"I'm happy to hear." he said. The bartender was still a bit nervous

Flower nodded, and finished up the glass. "One more." she said, looking at the bartender.

He was about to get the drink, but then Flower started feeling a little sick in the stomach...

((What are ya doing to my OC bro?))

Flower held her stomach, and gritted her teeth. "...go***mnit....get me water, this time, please." she said.

"You should've listened to the bartender." he said, getting a glass of water and a white small pill. "Here, try to swallow this. Do you need to go to the bathroom?"

Flower took the pill, and sighed. "If youre trying to roofie me..." she muttered, before swallowing the pill dry. She shook her head at his last question, and put her head down in her arms. "Im fine, just a bit..." she trailed off and groaned. "Im gonna be wasted in the morning, arent I?"

"A bit." he said. "This pill should prevent you from having to throw up." he said, patting her back.

Flower gave something thats a mix of a groan and a sigh. "Better than nothing, I suppose..." she lamented to herself. Looking up at the bartender, "Water?"

He looked at her, and then put down a glass of water. He seemed a bit nervous still

Flower growled at him. "Stop acting like im gonna rip you apart!" she snarled.

"Calm down, kid. He's just worried." said the suit man, trying to help her

She growled at him, "Mind your business! Leave me alone! Ug, get me more alcohol! I feel a bit better now anyways..."

"Okay, now I'm just annoyed. It's like I'm talking to a brick wall. ENOUGH ALCOHOL FOR TODAY." he said. "And I think you should go home."

Flower hissed at him. "Oh, come on! Besides, my 'home' aint going anywhere!" she said, glaring at him. "Besides, I dont want to deal with my brother just yet."

"Well, I guess you're gonna have just stop drinking for today." he said. "Now, do you wanna stay here, or do you wanna go somewhere else?"

Flower snorted, "What, did we start dating when I wasnt looking? Why are you looking to take me out all of a sudden?"

He stopped, and then he started laughing. "Haha... wait, you're serious? Bahahaha!" he continued...

Flower snorted, and gave a small smirk. "See? I can have a sense of humor sometimes."

"Haha... eh, it's not bad." he said. "Anyway, I mean, do you ant me to drop you off anywhere. Clearly you're not in any condition to walk normally."

Flower stood up and hissed at him, "Im fine!" she said, before losing her balance and falling flat on her back.

The man looked at her before facepalming, and then squatting down to help her get up. "You're okay. You're okay."

She took her hand back, "Yeah I am! Now let go of me! I can get back by myself!"

"Says the person who has just fallen flat on their back." he said. "Does it hurt?"

"Ive felt worse pain, trust." she said, nodding. She walked out the door and slowly started walking home. "Dont get cute and follow me." she said before leaving.

"I can't promise that." he said, before turning around and ordering his own Dark Neo

Flower sighed as she walked across town, "Of course you cant..."

He turned around. "Well? I thought you were going home," he said

She sighed, "I dont live in an actually home....hoy, leave me alone!"

"What do you mean you don't live in a home?" he asked (Sorry for not responding for so long! I was out for Christmas)

He turned around completely. "You don't?"

(((Ahhhh Im so so so so sorry Im late! But, merry christmas and happy new year!))

Flower, who was standing at the door, turned around to face him. "Um, yeah, I dont liv in an ACTUAL...place, you know? Its um, well, yeah. I mean, I have working things, like a shower and electricity, but...I dont live in a house...or an apartment or something like that."

He looked at her, sipping his drink. "Then, where the actual hell do you live???" (It's okay! I am sorry too! I was gone for the holidays. But, Merry Christmas and a happy new year! By the way, did you by any chance finish that Mr. Foster Drawing?)

((No no, dont worry about it! And, Ive been super stressed and busy with school, so I havent been able to start it, Im sorry- I think Im going to commission my friend to do it, if its alright with you-))

Flower scratched the back of her head, "Um....its better if I show you. we can walk there, if thats what you want."

"Not really sure if that's okay, but... okay." he said, paying for his drink and getting off his stool. ((Alright. But, you don't have to if you don't want to. Although, I do appreciate it!))

((No, no, its fine! I just need a bit more time to get around to it, is all! I think I might be able to get around to it this weekend....maybe.))

Flower smirked at him, "Oh, its fine....besides, I couldn't bear to leave it anyways....Id rather keep my brother there anyways, who knows what he would do if he got out into the public...." she said, walking down the streets, all the way across town, to where no houses were.

"What? Is your brother a superhuman of some sorts?" asked the man. "I mean, the public really doesn't like us, but is it that bad?"

Flower kept her head down. "Kinda....Im like him too, but....he dosnt really know how too....I dont know. I just..cant trust him anymore. Thats his fault."

"Some happy family you have..." he said. He put his hands into his pockets. "Listen, why do you really trust me? We've never met before, and suddenly you're inviting me to your house." he says

Flower snorted, "I know right?" before looking at the ground and shrugging. "I dont really know...I mean, you never really left me alone, so now I guess I kinda...imprinted on you, I guess. Congratulations, now you have to deal with me!" she said, wearing a snarky grin.

"Okay." he said simply. He simply walked with her, looking around the streets. "So, you don't have a normal house... but you have a lot of money?"

Flower shook her head, "Nah, 's not like that. People come, and well, I kinda...scam them.... and yeah, hey, dont ask to much about it-" she said, trying to dodge the question. "Um...I also save, so about once a week or month, it depends, once I have about $50,000, I go drinking...."

He looked at her with a poker face. "How the hell do you scam them?" he asked her

Flower got nervous, "W-woah, h-hey, d-dont worry about that! I mean, its not important, okay?"

He raised an eyebrow, but dismissed it. He kept on walking by her

Flower tried not to make eye contact, and eventually they walked to a place that looked like fairgrounds, or a circus. The grass was dead and yellow, though there were some windflowers poking out. there were three tents there, and Flower started walking to the farthest one to the left. the tent looked like a normal circus tent, but it had purple, black and pink silks flowing around it. Flower went inside, not waiting for Connor.

He looked at the circus. "Where have I seen this before...?" he thought to himself. He looked at the tent, and then went inside, looking around

The whole inside was pitch black dark, and he couldn't see anything, not even Flower. She spoke, and her voice sounds like it was coming from above. "Ha, remember this place? Lots of people do....used to be Circus Noir..."

"Flower? Where are you?" he asked in confusion. "And why is it so dark in here?"

Flower snickered, "Because there are no lights, dummy." she said, he voice echoing. "Hold on a minute..." she said, and a sound like a match being struck could be heard. Soon, a soft light from about 90 feet off the ground, in the middle of the tent could be seen, "Im up here."

He looked up. "How in the world did you get up there? This feels unfair a bit."

Flower smirked down at him, though he couldn't see her. "Oh, you didnt know? Before the incident, when people would still come to this place, I was an acrobat. Of course I'd be nimble." she said, squinting to look down at him. "...To be honest, people would come all the way just to see me, though I never really understood why they loved me so much. I never thought I was that good."

"Must've been something else, then." he said. He raised his right hand, and a chain flew out from his hand. Then, he pulled up to her level. His left hand was burning a purple color. "Now, this is fair."

Flower was sitting cross legged on a tightrope. "Oh? I have to climb over there." she points to the side of the tightrope. "Thats pretty cool."

The man looked at Silver, looked at Flower, then back at Silver. "Alright, enough of this." he said. Out of his arm flew the same chian, wrapping around Silver and trapping him. "I'm starting to get annoyed."

Instead of that, though, when the chain wrapped around him, a sound like glass shattering rang out, and Silver disappeared. His voice rang out from all over, "Ahahaha! That was pretty cool, actually!" he snickered.

The man looked unimpressed. "This is getting old..." he said. "So much for doing it the hard way."

Silver laughed, "Aw, hey! Youre no fun! I guess Im still an entertainer at heart~"

"Look... I came here to put a stop to your deviant-like acts. If you wanna fight about it, we can do that, but I'm starting to think that words and little to no action is not going to convince you."

Silver laughed, "Oh boy, who'd you know?!" he said, unafraid. "I know I cant die. You dont scare me."

"Everyone dies at one point. Even you." said the man. "None of us are eternal." he said. "So... until you do something, I am just going to stand here, waiting. Because I am not having fun."

Silver sounded like he shrugged, "Maybe, but I know I got a few 70+ years ahead of me. And by then, hopefully I wont have to deal with you anymore~!"

"Aren't you gonna come out and toil with me, kid?" he asked

Silver laughed, "When you find me, sure!"

"Dammit... Flower, step out of the tent for a second." he said,

Flower looked at him concertedly, "...You want to be left alone with him?"

"In a way." he said. "Just step out for a second." he said putting one hand into his pocket

Flower sighed, "...please dont die..." she said, before walking out.

"I'll try not to.." he said. When she stepped out, the man raised his hand, and soon, the tent was burning with a strong purple fire."

Silver didnt move at all. "Jeez....talk about passive-aggressive...." he said, though he was now visible at the top of the tent, hanging upside down.

"There you are..." said the man. He jumped up, reaching for Silver

Silver then closed his eyes, and disappeared. He laughed, "Hey, you aint half bad!" he said from somewhere. "This is much harder, which is why I like the darkness, but I can work with this. Catch me if you can~"

"Why must I always have to waste my efforts..." he said. As the tent burned, chains flew from the ground, preventing any escape. He was tired of this. He just wanted to put an end to the killing spree

Flower was just watching the tent be on fire. "Yup, just another normal day."

Silver didnt seems to care about the fire. "I wouldnt call it WASTED...more like...redundant."

Soon, there was nothing left of the tent except some ashes. "Are you done hiding?"

Silver was looking down at some shattered mirrors. "Oh...its all...gone..."

"Yes. Now, show yourself. I am getting tired of this."

Silver was still looking down at the floor. "Im right here, or are you blind?"

"Oh, I thought you moved." he said. He looked up at Silver. "Are you not gonna come down?"

He shrugged, "You made a wreck of broken glass."

"Oh, don't be a baby. You're man enough to kill children, so I'm sure you'd be okay with some glass." he said. "Or should I come up there."

Silver picked up a shard, "You wouldnt get it....but, I mean, you can try and hit me if thats what you want."

"Is that your weakness? Glass?" he asked. Silver could tell he was smirking. "Or, is it just a dumb assumption?"

Silver titled his head a bit, "Eh...kinda, yeah. Im not gonna tell you anymore than that though~!" he said, sounding happy, but having a blank expression to the mirrors.

The man looked down at the glass, and then picked up a shard. "What is it with glass that is bothering you?" he asked, pointing the glass at Silver

Silver picked up a shard, "Its a mirror, smartie." he said, looking at his reflection in it. "...This is the glass that sis cut me with."

"Alright." he said, lifting the shard up, and pointing it at Silver. "So, this does the trick..."

Since it was dark out, there was no indication of him picking up the glass, or doing anything with it. Silver looked over at him and snorted. "Hey, I said that thats not my weakness! You gotta do some things first!"

"I'm not gonna start doing your puzzles, kid." he said. He then lifted his hand up and a chain flew up. He pulled himself up to Silver. "I'm not a puppet."

((Guh, sorry Im late.))

Silver deadpanned stared at him. "You are if I know how to manipulate you~"

"Well, I guess that only makes all of us puppets." he said, holding the glass shard close to Silver's face

The glass shard did nothing. This time, Silver noticed it, and he snarked, "Pfft, you think THAT can hurt me? I already said no!" he said, pouting like a child. Instead he looked back at the ground with his arms crossed, "Hey, I want your opinion, there's not right or wrong answer, okay?" he said, looking over at him. "What is a mirror? Glass? Or not glass?"

"It's sometimes both." he said, dropping the shard down, making it land on the sharp end

The shard landed and stuck, and silver picked it up and looked at his reflection, and gave a single, dry laugh, "Ha....well, these are prett old, so theyre glass....but, they were coated with pure silver. Thats why I named myself like this. 'Cuz of the mirrors....I dont know how Sis chose her name, but....yeah." she said, tossing the shard in the air and catching it. Kicking up some of the ground, he sighed. "Wow, I kill one kid, and all of a sudden IM the bad one....no one asked WHY I did it. And when they do, they always, ALWAYS take Sissy's word over mine. Hey, have you ever been the only boy in a family of girls? Have you ever felt the odd one out cuz youre a bit diffrent?"

"So that's what this whole thing was about..." he said. "You were jealous." he said. He looked at Silver. "You know... I also don't look very pretty in the face of others." He said, putting one hand on the strap of the mask, and then unclicking it. "But killing that child... was cold." he said, taking the mask off. He showed him the two scars. "I know your pain, kid. I know it. Believe me." he said. "But to kill the girl... was cold." he said. "She was a kid. She didn't know what she was doing. She was just a fan. Kids are persistent." he said. He came up to Silver to look at his hand. "Let me heal that. It looks deep."

Silver let him take his hand, but her balled it into a fist. "....Im fine." he said bitterly, before averting his eyes. "You think I dont know it was bad? I do, I really do...I dont regret it though, as bad as that is gonna make me sound....but, I would do it all over again. After that kid died....I just....kept going. Every time Flower pushed a kid away, I would do my thing....and I still kinda do it, in a way...." he said, trailing off. "After a while, people in general stopped coming. They were to afraid of us, even though there was no evidence of us doing anything bad....and well, Flower blames me for it. Which makes sense."

He looked at Silver. "I understand your feelings... but there is no excuse to kill the kids." he said. "I hope He will have mercy on your soul..." he said. "Let me heal it for God's sake."

Silver clenched his hand into a fist and grinded his teeth, "No! Just...let it scar! Im already covered in 'em, what's a few more?!"

"I said-" he looked at silver with both eyes glowing purple, "Let me heal you!" Anger was present in his voice

Silver deadpanned stared at him, though after a few moments, he slowly loosened his hand so it could be opened. "Fine, fine..." he said, sulking. "Jeez, youre the overbearing type, arent ya?"

"I just hate it when people act all stubborn. It's admirable, but it's annoying." he said. His hand started emitting a green glow, surrounding Silver's wound. Soon, the cut would get smaller, and smaller, until it was gone. "There."

Silver snorted, "Then how the hell did you manage to get along with Flower?" he said, taking his hand back and flexing it a bit. "Not a bad skill you have."

"It's a thing I was born with." he said. He sat back and thought. "Well, she caught my attention that she has a problem. It got me kind of hooked onto her. It's a thing that's stuck in my head to help people. But, sometimes my mind act less patient." he said. "How does it feel?"

Silver snorted at that, "Well then, I guess you are kinda like the extremely blindly empathetic type." he said, running his fingers over his hand, "Ha, do you like Flower?" he said, giving him a smug look. "And, my hand feels good, dont worry about it."

"She seemed... well, she looked like she needed help. Why? Are you gonna kill me if I say yes?" he said with a smirk

Silver smirked, "Wow, I never thought a guy would actually like Sissy. Ha! Its funny, actually..." he said snickering to himself. "Well, good luck I guess."

"Are you going to stop killing people?" he asked Silver, looking at him with a serious face

Silver shrugged, "I dont know. Maybe, maybe not~" he said, snickering slightly. "Like they say, old habits DIE hard~" he said, laughing at his pun.

"Funny joke, but I'm serious, kid," he said. "There are so many other ways to cure your boredom." He looked down at Silver as he got up.

Silver sat down, with his legs splayed out, and his left one propped up to help him sit up. "Hy, I dont do it THAT often. At least, not anymore~" he said, wearing a devilish grin.

The man's face turned serious as his eyes started to flash purple a bit. He didn't seem pleased with Silver's answer

Silver stared back at him. "You dont scare me, idiot. But fine, I wont do it no more...." he said, averting his eyes.

Instead of doing shots, he took a big gulp, and drank it all.

Flower looked at him,"Fine then."she turned tot he bartender,"Another one."

"So... what brings you here other than your brother?" he asked as he drank another glass of vodka

She drank another cup, "Alcohol, mostly." she said.

"That's it?" He asks, drinking his vodka

"No, I came here to make lasting friendships."she said, sarcastic.

"Charming...." he said, drinking his vodka

"Shut up. I never asked for you to sit near me."

"Alright, jeez. Sorry..."

Flower hissed at him, "If anything, Ive asked you to leave. Morethan once, mind you. Why'd you sit here with me anyways?"

"Because you seem like an interesting person, and you seem to be lost about something, so I wanna help you." he said, already a bit tipsy. But, only a tiny bit

Flower snorted, "I cant seem to recall asking for your help. Just because im 18 dosnt mean I need to be helped."she snapped, seeing him look a tiny bit less aware. "What, the alcohol biting you back already?"

((Well, Im alive, well...Im kinda dead.... IDK, Im still kinda in critical condition, but Im fine.))

Flower shook her head, "Just hurry up...."

He came back with a lot of different meats, put them in separate bags, and carefully handed her back the bags as well as some change

Flower took it, and walked out, taking the long way back home, just in case something happened.

The night was dark, with the stars out, and the moon being almost red tonight. She was alone, as there was no noise, but she just had a feeling somebody was watching her

Flower looked around, and sighed, "I swear to god if-" she cut herself off, and shook her head. "I... Im imagining things." she said, putting her hand to her forehead. "I probably drank too fast, thats why...." she muttered to herself, walking forward, albeit a bit more cautiously.

Then, while she was walking, she heard footsteps from behind her. Not from one person though, multiple people. Two, no, three

Flower tensed up, but then she relaxed, and snorted. "If I can deal with my prick of a brother, I can deal with them."

"Hey there, missy. Where you goin'?" asked somebody from behind her

Flower turned around and snorted. "Straight to hell. You wanna come?"

"Ooh, feisty! Are you a succubus here to take me there?"

She sneered at him, "No, but I'll lead you to a guy that will gladly do the job for you."

"Listen, why don't you come with us?" asked the second man

Flower shook her head and sighed. "If its for what I think it is, then no. If youre looking to have a really good time with me, youve come to the wrong girl. Sorry, but f**k off, yeah?"

They looked at her, and instantly ran up to her. "You're a rude one, aren't ya?" one of them asked, getting way too close

Flower grabbed the one who got too close by the collar, and threw them aside, glaring at him. "And youre a persistent one, arent ya?" she snarled.

The other one grabbed her from behind, holding her in a firm grasp

((Oof, hey, Im gonna so something with the Kiku triplets RP we never finished, but I would like your permission to use Andrew in the project that Im going to do. Can I use him?))

Flower kicked her foot behind at him and tried to scratch and bite him.
(I just realized how little shame Flower has.))

((Sure, as long as you mention me as his creator. Is that okay?)) Suddenly, something dark landed behind the man in front of Flower, and punched them in the head

The thing looked at her, and suddenly, two dots of purple started glowing, looking like eyes

Flower sighed, "Fine then. I dont care about you, so... yeah." she said, starting to walk away.

"A thank you would be nice." said the familiar voice

((Oh ueah thats a given! I was going to give ypu credit even if you didnt ask! Sorry I didmt specify sooner.))
Flower ducked down bedore she could get jit by whatever this thing was.

This thing whipped out a chain that started burning a deep purple color. It whipped the chain around the man behind flower, pulling them back hard, making them let Flower go.

Flower fell down, but picked herself up. "Ah, go***mnit-" she said, rubbing a part of her face where she got hit.

((Okai, so with the project, Im gonna start putting it under production soon, but is that image kinda what Andrew looks like? IDK I kinda imagined him kinda looking like that.))

Flower turned around when she heard the voice, "Oh fuc-" she cut herself off, then got kinda angry, "Jesus f**k, what the hell?! I told you to leave me alone!! Why are you still following me, damnit?!"

Then, whatever this dark thing is came up to her, looking down at her

Flower looked back up at them, glaring. "What? I know youre not gonna hurt me if you just helped me, unless youre gonna do the thing where you take me from them to do the same thing they were planning."

"I knew something was up, and you were in trouble. I got worried..." he said ((Well, sorry to be a bummer, but he doesn't really have an overcoat. I mean, he can, if you want to. But, he actually has a fully black suit with black shoes and everything, and a red shirt. You can keep the hair, but he originally had short brown hair. But still, it looks very nice!))

((Oof, alright. Ill try again-))

Flower growled at him, "I can take care of myself. I could handle myself back there."

“Kid, after the third one you shouldn’t drink it. Trust me. You won’t have the stomach for it.” Said the bartender cleaning the glass.

"I know what I about. Give me the drinks."

“After this one, no more.” He said, pouring her the drink. And taking the money. “Where’d you get this money anyway? Are you rich or something?”

Flower did the semi-shrug thing, "Yeah, more or less. That, and I save my money for every time I go out drinking. What I gave you is the last of what I got...and, no, give me more alcohol."

"Alright.... I'm sorry..." he said, turning around and walking the opposite way

Flower groaned, "1. Are you even gonna actually leave this time? I HIGHLY doubt that." she said, kinda glaring at him. "2. Thanks, I guess. You didnt HAVE to, but you still did."

He only shook his hand while still going the opposite way, as in 'bye'.

"Rude." she said, starting to walk away as well.

"Don't get in rouble." he said, before finally disappearing

Flower turned to him, or at least where he was. "Dont tell me what to do! You havent even seen the dumbest I can be! You havent seen shit! Im the Elon Musk of bad choices!"

“And I’m worried about you.” He said, continuing to go on

((Happy Thanksgiving!))
Flower jumped and (very audibly) squealed, like a normal girl. "Ithoughtyouleft-!" she said.

((Thanks! And merry Christmas!)) “I am leaving,” He said without turning around

((Happy New Year! Do you like my new username?))

Flower snorted, "Really?! Does this mean I can drink again!?"

((Yeah! Looks fun)) "Do whatever you want... I have failed to do something right today..." he said, still walking the other direction

Flower, now concerned, followed him, "Hey, what are you talking about?"

"Hm? Oh, nothing..." he said, continuing to walk

Flower followed him, almost like she was TRYING to be annoying. "Oh, come one. Tell me. I wont go away unless you do."

"Then I guess I'll just have to... disappear." he said, and suddenly he was gone, with only a small purple fire left of where he was standing

Flower snorted, "Oh hell, theres another one-" she said, sighing. "Lets just hope thats all they have in common...." she said, walking back to the bars. "Might as well go get drunk again~!"

There was a silence. Nothing made a sound, and no movement either. It was just her

Flower felt lonely all of a sudden, but she walked into a bar, and got a drink anyways.

"Hello and welcome to Cory's. What can I get you?" asked the bartender behind the counter, cleaning a glass

Flower sat down, "Get me the strongest thing you have, then make it 10x stronger before letting me try it."

“Sure thing! Just let me see your ID please.”

Flower snorted, "I mean, Im 22, but sure." she said, tossing him the fake ID.

He took the ID and carefully examined it. “Alright, everything’s in order.” He said, handing her ID back to her and then turning around to get something

Flower smiled, and put the ID away, and laid her head down on the table. Not in a tired way, but in a relaxing way.

He then placed a glass down with a drink that was glowing with a purple and green color. "This is called the Dark Neo. Enjoy." he said

Flower swirled it around a bit, before lifting the cup up, and swallowing the whole thing in one gulp. She coughed, and gave the glass back, "Another one."

He looked at her with wide eyes, but then nodded and turned around, making the drink and giving it to her. "You sure you can afford it? This one's pretty expensive. The guy who made it also made it expensive as hell..."

Flower threw 4 $100s at him, "Does that about cover it? NOW GET ME ANOTHER ONE! I CAME HERE TO DRINK, NOT BE TOLD ABOUT MONEY!"

He looked at her with even more widened eyes, and some of the people turned around

Flower glared back at each and everyone of them, before looking back at the bartender, "So? Drink please?"

He gave her bad eyes and slid her the glowing glass, taking the money, and handing her back a 50 dollar bill.

Flower handed him the last of her money, 7 $100 bills, and looking at him. "Keep em coming."

(Is this RP coming to a close-)

She nodded, "Hey, you me. Of course. Though it is more of a...vodka tequilla mix."

He thought to himself, and then shrugged. "Welp, f**k it. I feel like getting wasted today." (It doesn't have to)

(oh oh oh yes thank you so much I got way to attached to this RP and Im not ready to say goodbye-)

Flower looked over at Silver, "Cool! Silver, I know youre the one who took it. Go get it, yeah?" she said, making him nod and run off. He came back with 3 glasses, and a few big bottles of alcohol. Flower snorted, "Why'd you bring three?" Sliver smiled, "Cuz Im drinking too!" he said. Flower shook her head, "What? no, your not, youre too young." Silver gave her a 'bish-please' look. "So are you."

He looked at them both, and started laughing... "How about this? One glass for each of you, and that's it." he said, and then unclipped his mask (you there? I resent this message)

(gah! Im sorry!)

Flower got a class, and tossed one to Silver. "Hey, I can live with that." she said, and Silver nodded, "Fair enough."

"Alright, great. Pour me some, please." he said, and held out his glass (Nah, it's fine.)

(Im still sorry-)

Flower filled his to the brim, and hers and Silvers. "Well now...cheers?"

"Yes. To friends and family!" he said, and clinked his glass to theirs.

Flower smiled, and then downed her glass. Silver, however, sipped a bit of it.

"How's the drink, kid?" he asked, and took a long sip out of his glass. "Good?"

Silver coughed, "It burns my throat." he said, looking a bit bothered.

"You don't have to drink it if you don't want to," he said, taking another long sip

Silver coughed, and took a slightly longer sip, "N-nah....I like it!"

"Well, alright," he said and finished his drink, and put the glass down. "Ah..."

Silver finished his drink a bit unsatisfied with it.

"So, how was it?" he asked, scratching his head

Silver, never having drank any alcohol of any kind before, much less anything THIS strong, was already lightly drunk, slightly more than tipsy kinda drunk. "...Yes."

"'Yes'?" he asked, laughing. "The alcohol must have already gotten to him, hehe"

Flower giggled a bit, and patted him, making him lean on her shoulder. "Eh, dont make fun of 'im. He's a lightweight now, but he'l get better with time."

"I believe you." he said, and poured himself half of the glass, gulping it down for old time's sake, and stretched. "Hmm... I can't remember the last time I got drunk..."

Flower laughed and poured herself another glass. "Hey, thats true. Even when we were at the bar, you didnt get drunk. You got a high tolerance or something?"

"I guess. I never really kept track," he said. He looked at his reflection in the glass, and lost his smile. "Have you guys ever had an arch nemesis? Like, in shows and comics?"

Flower shrugged, "Unless you count Sil, then no."

"Well, then I guess you're both lucky," he said, putting the glass down and looked out into the outside night

Flower tilted her head and looked at him, "....You alright? Or is the alcohol messing with me?"

"Hmm? Oh, no, no, I'm fine. Don't worry, the alcohol isn't messing with you," he said, and looked back outside. He was thinking about something

Flower looked up at the stars as Silver dozed off on her shoulder. "Whats wrong with ya then? You wanna talk about it? I mean, you shouldnt brood over crap yourself, you know."

"I just..." he looked down on the ground, and then at her. "I can't stop thinking... about the day when I got these..." he said, pointing to the two scars

Flower poured him another glass, "Spill. Come on, I told you about my scars, you can tell me about yours."

"Well..." he thought, and sighed. "About 3 years ago, I quarrel had started between this... machine," he said. "A super AI robot, or something like that." He took the glass, and looked at the liquid inside. "It was made in Germany. Aurum... That's what it's name was." He took a sip, and put the glass down, before continuing. "We fought. We fought a lot. Almost every week, maybe even every single day."

Flower sipped some alcohol from her glass. "Let me guess, the machine spun out of control and almost killed you."

"The first part happened at the start of its creation." He took another sip. "But... it has tried to kill me over, and over and over, haha," he laughed. "But, a year later... multiple vigilantes and mercenaries have agreed to get rid of the damn thing. It may not seem real... but remember those terrorist attacks in Berlin 4 years ago? That was Aurum's doing..."

Flower looked at the floor, "Damn. What happend then?"

"We all were going to destroy the machine, and get rid of it once and for all. We planned an ambush. We first took care of its accomplices, and then we went in for its head. But... that thing was too strong." He sipped his drink, and then continued. "It killed... nearly everyone in the room. When there was only three of us, the two mercenaries tried to hold it while I was trying to decapitate it. But... it killed one... and left the other in a coma. It pounced at me, and with what was left of its stabber, it left these two scars... to shame me. It was going to kill me, so I just what anyone would do. I grabbed a knife, and drove it right through that f**kers head."

Flower was impressed. "Go on. Im intrigued."

"That seemed to stop the damn thing. When I looked around, many of my comrades were dead. Some were alive, but injured. Sadly... I didn't know healing magic well back then, so I was basically useless." He finished his glass. "Some of them said that I should be proud of myself. But in all reality... I feel like this could've been avoided..."

Flower felt a bit bad for him. "....Damn thats...."

((That took way too long. Srry!)

(Its alright! I love lots of long RP responses!)

"Sad? Yeah, I thought so too..." he said. He looked back at his reflection in the glass. "Eh, I think I'll shut up now. You don't need to hear some guy ramble about nonsense." he said, and offered her a weak smile

She smiled a bit more, "Hey, dont feel bad about it. You've dealt with me, and well, I know how much of a pain I can be."

He smiled, and put his hand on her head, ruffling up her hair. "Don't ruin what you guys have right now. It's too good to be let go quickly," he told her

Flower winced a bit, "H-hey!" she said, pouting a bit. "D-dont ruffle my hair...." she said, looking away. "But....yeah." she patted Silver's head. "I got it. I aint letting him go now."

"Good. You guys are family," he said. He looked out at the stars, and continued thinking about stuff. He took his hands off her head, and scratched his arm.

She smiled at him, and put her arm around Silver. "That wasnt a bad feeling though...." she muttered so he wouldnt hear.

"Hm? Did you say something?" he asked, looking in her direction

She looked away, embarrassed. "N-nothing!"

He shrugged, and continued to look at the stars. He wondered about many things, and just listened to crickets chirping in the night

Flower didnt want to ruin the moment, but Silver woke up a bit from her outburst. He groggily lifted his head, "Eh...?" he said, before going back to her shoulder, and nuzzling and snuggling her. Flower looked at him, "What is this?" he looked up at her, "Physical affection." she looked away. "Disgusting.....do it again." she said, making him lean into her more.

He looked at them, and laughed quietly. "They're so adorable..." he thought to himself. He looked around, and thought about something. "What time is it...?"

Flower shrugged, "Im not sure. Probably 3am? 2am? I genuinely dont know."

Silver titled his head, "Hero-ing?"

"I didn't tell you? I do, well, hero work. I don't get paid, but it's something to do with my... abilities." He scratched his head. "I hope you don't mind..."

Flower had a small moment, "Uh- I think I wouldve remembered if you said something like that-" she said, before falling on her back and groaning. "Oh....damn this hurts....hey, if youre such a hero, give me something to help ease this hangover, will ya?" she said, looking like she was genuinely suffering.

He looked at her, and wondered. "Like... reassurance? Or, do you want me to use my... powers?"

Flower groaned, "Yes, I want words instead of actual relief!" she said, snapping at him, before calming down. "Whichever, I guess." she said, turning over and muttering to herself.

Flower laughed at him, "Ha...." she said, trying not to be heard. Silver watched him exit, "Hahaha....he's easily embarrassed. Thats cute."

He poked his head back into the tent. "Hm? You said something?"

Silver snapped up, "Eh- ah- uh- nothing!"

He scratched his head, and then came up to Flower. He raised his hand, and started patting her head while his other hand gave off the green glow around her stomach. "There, there."

Flower whimpered and calmed down a bit. "Ah...thats better..." she muttered. Smiling a bit. "Thanks. Sorry I snapped at you."

"It's alright. I understand." he said, and gave her another pat before finishing. "So, you guys live here, right?"

Silver looked up and nodded. "Yeah, pretty much."

"Great! That means I won't have to wander around the city aimlessly looking for you!" he said, and raised a thumbs up. "Now... I wonder what the press has for me today..."

Flower was kinda insulted, "Oh thats-" she said, while Silver looked at him confusedly. "You want to come BACK to us???"

"Yeah? Is that wrong?" he asked. "Wait, is it because I said I'm a hero?" he asked with a worried tone

Silver snorted, sat down and pouted while looking at his feet. "Ah...no, it just that..." he tried to find the right words. "WELL HAVE YOU SEEN THIS PLACE?" he said, gesturing to everything, the dead grass, torn tents and rotten wood.

"Oh..." he said with realization. "Oh, jeez, I am sorry! I didn't mean anything like that!" he said, waving his arms in a fret

Silver laughed at him, "Eh...dont worry about it." he said.

He was flustered, and a bit embarrassed. "A-anyway... I think I'll go see what the newspaper has for me." He took one step outside the tent

"Well alright... You guys want me to bring something to munch on?"

Flower nodded, "That would be great!"

"Alright. I'll be back soon!" he said, and then disappeared. They could hear a skateboard rolling away on the road. Wait, he rode a skateboard??

Flower narrowed her eyes at the sound. "Well...I guess appearances can be deceiving."

He rode on the skateboard, looking down the road for something. He grabbed a free newspaper, and then stopped at a coffee shop. He came inside, bought stuff, and then came back. "Hello? I brought baked goods!"

Flower was sleeping, cuz she could, but Silver was there, wide awake, humming a song as he zoned out. He saw that Connor was back, "Oh, hey!"

"Hey. I brought baked goods and two hot chocolates for you," he said, entering the tent and handing Silver a bag that was warm and a cup that was hot.

Silver took the cup with childlike wonder. "W-wow...I cant remember the last time I had one of these." he said, drinking it immediately, only to recoil in pain, and almost drop his cup. "Ach-! Ah- ah- ah-!" he said, burning his tongue.

He instantly caught the cup. "Jeez, chill out, kid. It's very hot. Let it sit for a bit." he said. "Are you okay?"

Silver put his sleeve to his tongue and whimpered a small bit. "Ow...Ahwl behe fhuine...." he said, his words muffled and slurred.

"Alright. Just, eat the chocolate croissant I got you," he said, putting the cup down.

Flower woke up the instant she heard food. "Cro-i-sount?" she said, saying it with the french accent (like from that one vine, you know?) Silver echoed her, reaching for his croissant. "Cro-i-sount?" "Cro-i-sount?" "Cro-i-sount?" "Cro-i-sount?" the echoed, over and over again, like an infinite loop.

"Um, yes, croissant. Do you want it?" he asked, handing her the bag

Flower laughed at herself, because she knew the whole thing was idiotic. "Yeah, sure." she said, taking the bag. "So, what kinda hero-ing did you do?"

"I bought you two breakfast. That's kind heroic, I think."

Flower found her croissant and bit into it, "True."

How is that croissant?" he asked, sitting down next to her

She leaned her head on his shoulder, feeling a bit drowsy. "Preffy goof." she said through a full mouth. She swallowed and wiped her mouth with her arm, "Its really good. I mean, most of the things we've eaten are cold and stale or old. This is a big step up." she said taking another bite.

"Stale and cold? What about that money you use on your happy nights? Or, when you bought that meat?" he asked her.

Flower yawned, "Well, I mean, that money is usually spread out between nights. I usually dont run into money consistently. Its like....for 3 weeks, I have no money. Then, next week, I run into about 20 or so dollars. Repeat the process for a few months. And, food like that, we either eat it all at once, or make it last. That, and it was more along the lines of...luxury food for us."

"So, you guys... nevermind." he said, and stood up straight. "Welp, I'm gonna go see what the city is doing today. Let's see if I die today." he said in a joking tone and stepped outside. "Enjoy your food."

(ey, dont worry about it. Im sorry Im so late too!)

Flower didnt pay attention to him, "Alright." she said. Silver waved after him, "Just say no! You cannot be legally murdered if you dont give consent!"

"Haha, I'll try!" he said, and then, he was gone like he never was there in the first place

Flower watched him leave.

((Sorry that I left again))

Flower gave him a small wave, "...see you later-"

(Hey!! I am so sorry I didn't reply for such a long time T-T. Gomen'nasai!!)

"Heh... another all nighter for me," he said. He looked outside, and then at Flower. "You don't mind if I stay the night here, right? Cuz I am super tired right now..."

Flower chuckled, "Go ahead. There arent any beds though, so as long as youre okay with that, go on ahead."

"Thanks," he said, and lay down, resting his head on his hand. His arm sleeve was still dirty from bleeding, but he didn't care. He'd take care of it tomorrow.

Flower was to lazy to go inside her tent, and Silver was already knocked out on her arm, so she just leaned a bit back and fell asleep right there.

And so, they all slept like that for the rest of the night. That is... until daylight struck. Soon, Connor woke up, and stretched. "I feel... hungover... shit."

Flower was trying not to vomit. "How do you think I am? F**k, Im wasted...." she said, holding her head. Silver groaned. "Jeez, it dosent taste good, and it makes you feel like crap the next day?" he said, complaining. "My head hurts....."

"Alcohol is one dangerous thing.." he said, and slipped his mask on

Silver held his head in his hands, "Oh.....and its so bright...." he said, groaning in despair. "Oh...make it better...." he said to no one in particular.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine in a couple of minutes. Just... hang tight." He stood against something, and held his hand to his stomach

Flower looked at him, "Dont vomit...." she said as Silver just sat with his head in his hands.

Flower looked up at him, "Dont you dare vomit...." she said. "At least go somewhere else to do that...." she lamented as Silver just sat with his head in his hands.

"I won't... I usually don't do that..." he said. He stood up straight, and looked at his old bloody sleeve. "Damn... still gotta take care of this. Man..."

Flower looked up at him, "What the hell happened to you?" she said, remembering seeing that at the bar.

"Didn't I tell you? I had a little quarrel with... someone." He looked at his shoulder, and looked outside. "It's not that big of a deal anyway."

Flower looked at him, "You sure? And, well, last night, you dodged the question." she grumbled, while Silver, bleary eyed, sore and in a bitter and sour mood poked at him arm, right on the wound, trying to cause pain to Connor, but not enough to make him feel threatened. "Does it hurt? Thats not good. This place is a breeding ground for infection." he said, looking at the torn tents, long abandoned alcohol bottles, rusty nails on rotten wood and the yellowed, dead, crinkly grass. He gave Connors wound one last squeeze, before looking him in the eye. "Let me see it, so I can see if it's infected. I can maybe help." Flower snorted, "From psycho to doctor...." she muttered, making him glare at her.

"It's fine. I healed it before it could get infected. I just need to wash my clothes and then stitch the, back together. Man, this is my second suit too..." he said. "Stop. It's not nice to poke."

Silver, being the annoying, obnoxious, and all those other negative words, kept poking at him. "What?!" he said, being genuine, though still sounding a bit unwell from his hangover. "Im trying to help!" he said, while Flower looked up at him. "I know how to do stitches."

"Thanks, but no thanks. I can do it by myself. But still, thanks," he said, raising up a thumbs up to her.

Flower smirked at him, "Ha, no problem." she said, as Silver poked at his wound still. Flower glared at him, "Sil, leave the nice man alone." he pouted. "Nah."

The man looked at Silver. "I get it, you wanna help, but now you're just being weird, kid." He looked outside. "Hmm... no sun..."

Silver spaced out, and left him alone. "...Im not weird-" he lamented to himself, while Flower looked over at Connor, "So um....what do you wanna do now?"

"Well, seeing as I don't have any leads, I think I'll be taking a walk around the city, see if I can do any hero-ing."

His eyes were shocked. "You're 18???" he asked, putting his drink down

She choked, realizing what she just said "I mean what?"she said, coughing."I-I-I uh no?" she stuttered.

"Kid. You're too young for this place." he said seriosuly

She drank more alcohol. "Im too young for a lot of things. That didnt change anything. Look, alcohol is all I have left at this point. Dont take that away from me."

"Okay, chill out a bit. You can drink alcohol if you want, but not so much! Your liver, kid. Think about your liver. You're lucky the bartender didn't hear you."

((Oh wow, I have a school story that happened just now, if you want to hear it.))

She nodded, giving a sad-ish sigh. "Yeah, thats true, isint it?" she gave a dry laugh. "But... if it helps, I dont do this everyday or anything. The last time I did this was...." she thought for a bit, "6 months ago, I think (A lie, last time she went out was 3 days ago). I cant come too often, because nobody comes around enough for me to do that. I have to save up a lot of money to come here." she said, getting another drink and swallowing it all, drinking it like water.

"It's kind of hard to believe that." he said ((Go ahead, I would like to hear))

She smirked, "Your opinion is irrelevant to me." she snarked at him.

((Okay, so in class today we had this mock-job interview type thing, and ALL the applicants were VERY nervous, (Myself included) but the committee wasnt for obvious reasons. So anyways, at the end of interviewing they said: So do you have any questions? And they guy was like, "Yeah, How would you guys describe working at [establishment name]?" and that caught the whole class off guard because everyone always said, "No, thanks for interviewing me.".The committee literally stuttered for a solid 10 seconds before answering, and that guy used an uno-reverse on them, I swear. He used a power move that shouldn't be legal.))

"I didn't mean for it to mean anything to you, kid." he said, drinking his vodka. Then, he remembered something, and asked the bartender. He whispered something to the bartender. The bartender looked shocked, but then nodded and went into the staff only room
((Jesus... I'm getting scared a bit...))

Flower had a mini-panic attack, "What did you say...?"she said, her eyes wide.

((About my story, or the RP?))

He just gave a small smirk. Then, the bartender came back with two orders of drinks which weren't on the menu. They looked... special. "Just a little something I remembered when I was here aa couple of years ago." he said ((Your story))

She stared at the liquid."Uh..... why am I scared? Im getting a feeling I got a while ago, and that was the start of the end." she said, looking at the drink. "N..no thanks." she said, sliding the drink to him.
((That kid is to dangerous to be left alive.))

"It's not poisoned. But, here. You can try my drink. It's the same." he said, switching the drinks. "But if you really don't want to, you don't have to

She looked at at before taking it in her hand. "Hrn...." she said, conflicted. "Fine. I'll do it. Whats in it?"

"Tea, lemon, scotch, and other stuff that makes it sweet."

She looked at it, "Scotch? Well.... thats pretty strong, so-" she said, drinking it all in one sitting. "Huh.... not bad, I guess." she said, looking at the cup. "How'd you know about this?"

"I remembered this because I was here a couple of years ago." he said, drinking his serving

She looked at the cup. "Interisting.... can I get another?"

"Woah, are you sure? That stuff is pretty strong and a tad bit dangerous..." he said

Flower gave him a cheeky look, "Ppphhhttt- youve been sitying next to me this whole time, havent you?" she laughed, genuenly not caring. "I want another one." she became serious,"Then I get another one."

"Well, alright." he ordered another round, and the bartender came back with order. The man takes his drink. "Cheers."

Flower takes the drink and drinks about half of it before she realized he held his cup out to her. She held it out back, "Uh, cheers." she said, drinking the rest of it, and getting another one. "Say... how much can I get of this t'll my organs shut down?" she asked him. "Whats your name by the way?"

"That was enough, kid. You liver can't handle anymore. And my name is..." he stopped for a moment, and then pondered. "My name is Connor." he said. "What's your name?"

"Bah, but I want another one. I really dont care about my organs." she said, scowling. "And why'd you hesitate? Is Connor an alias? Eh, whatever, I dont care. Call me Flower."

"Flower? Nice name." he said, smiling. His face changed when he spoke up again, "It's just... I don't really say my name for... reasons." he said "And you should care about your organs." he said, trying to convince her to stop.

She shook her head, "Nope. Why should it matter if my brother is gonna gut me anywhere from right now to who-know-when? He'll kill me before this does, trust me, and if he dosnt, that means Ive robbed him of the one thing he wants to do, so I still win!" she said, getting one more drink, and taking a big gulp of it. "And, you cant remember your name? Why? Does it have to do with your stab wound?"

"What? No, no. I remember my name. This stab wound has nothing to do with it." he said, stopping her from drinking. "But it matters to me what happens to you. Now, tell me what is going on, Flower." he said with a concerned look

"It was either alcoholism or self harm, and I don't really like self harm, I never tried it, nor do I want to, so I chose alcoholism." she said bluntly. Finishing her glass and trying to get another one. She side glared him, "Why do you care about me? You've known me for what? Half an hour?"

"It's what I do. I... I have a thing in me that says that I have to help people. Plus, you kinda... you kinda remind me of my sister..." he said

She side glanced him, "Well, I can say that we're not related dor sure, unless my parents had another kid before me." she said, looking at him, and getting another drink. "And what reminds you of her about me? Heres hoping its my looks, and not my personality, alcoholism or literaly anything else about me." she snarked.

"Something about you. I can't quite tell... I think it's your aura." he said

She rolled her eyes at him, "Thats it? Thats idiodic. I have many personalities, and this isint the only one. Are you sure you're not sensing my fake good person aura or something like that?" she said, way past drunk at this point (She drinks so often it takes a while before the alcohol hits, and even when it does,shes good at hiding it. Right now shes gotten to a point where she cant hide it anymore). She held her stomach, bit jer cheek and looked at him. "How are you planning on helping? Theres loterally nothing you can do."

"Well, first... I can help you with your alcoholism. It seems a bit severe." he said, stopping her from ordering another one. "Bartender, no more please." he said

She looked at him. "H-hey, no!" she cried out, reaching into her poket for another 100. Handing it to the bartender, "Two more."she said, forcing it upon him.

"No, bartender. She had enough." he said, handing her 100 back. "She will have to stop. She's already drunk outta her mind."

Flower hissed at Connor, "No im not! Who gave you permission to cut me off?!If I say im fine, im fine! I want another one!"

"And I said no, you've had enough!" he said, his eyes glowing a deep purple color

She was suprised, but she didnt let on. "I dont care what you think! You know what? Im leaving. Goodbye." she said stansing up and heading to the exit.

"Good! That's enough alcohol for one night." he said angrily, staying in his seat, wondering. "Bartender... water please." he said

The bartender gave him a glass of water. "Did you like that girl?" he asked, drying another glass. "Because she comes here rather often, as well as other bars around here to try again if things didnt end well."he said,as Flower walked down the street,starangly aware, but deunk at the same time. "Like hell im gonna stop now." she said, running down a few more streets, and walking into another bar.

"She reminds me of my sister." he said, finishing his glass. "Thank you." he payed what he owed the bartender, got up, and followed flower

The bartender nodded, and he flipped through the money and sighed, "That girl goes through alcohol like water, but... she does pay well." he said, as Flower gave her fake ID and got in a new bar. She put a couple of hundreds on the table. "Strongest thing you got."

Then, a hand took the money and handed it back to flower. "Sorry, but she had enough today." said a familiar annoying voice

Flowers eyes saw the hand, and heard the voice. "Motherfuc-" she muttered the rest under her breath. She turned around and glared at him. "Hello? Can help you? What are you doing here!? I left to gt away from you!" she hissed, taking the money back.

"I'm trying to get you to stop drinking, dummy." he said

"And I'm trying to get you to stop trying to get me to stop drinking!" she said, standing up and running out of the bar with her money. "YOU DONT GET HOW MUCH I NEED ALCOHOL!"was the last thing she yelled at him, before running out, and running a few more streets down to another bar.

"Oh, for God's sake..." he said, following her

Flower ran a few more streets down, but she noticed Connor following her. Cursing under her breath, she took a sharp right, into an alleyway, trying to himhim yo stop following her.