IC Prospective

[brohoof]

Character: Dirk Strider
Mun: Takato
Plot specific: N



I don't get what all the fuss is being kicked up about.
Blood's blood, man. It isn't gonna matter if you're pureblood, halfblood, muggleborn, squib, centaur, pony or what. We all bleed the same, we all feel the same. Can't we all get along, broskis?
Seems kinda silly to me.
Now that the pep talk's out of the way and done with, you lot haven't heard a peep from me all winter because I've been working on something.
If you see a clay rabbit running around, don't worry, it's just Li'l Seb. He's my newest golem, a little helper bunny. Still ain't figured out how to give him a personality of his own since golems are different from robots, but can't be too hard.
He gets in your way, just give him a brofist. That'll settle him.

Comments

[brohoof]

Kinda hard to tell over text, little sis. Didn't want to get it wrong and diss you or anything.
Yup. You just curl your petite hand into a fist and bump it against a bro's

[cuddlefishpeixes]

O)(, )(ave we never met before?
I'm Feferi! 38)
I'll )(ave to try t)(at!

[brohoof]

Dirk. Nice to meet ya, Feferi.
Tell you what; place your hand in a fist on your page, knuckle down.

[cuddlefishpeixes]

Um, okay.










_{[the next line is a little sloppily written, like she's scribbling it under her opposite arm]}










W)(at next?

[brohoof]

[His handwriting isn't nearly as sloppy because lol ambidextrous.]

I just brofisted you through the page.

[cuddlefishpeixes]

OOOOO)()()()()()()(!!!
)(ee)(ee, t)(at's so cool! I feel enlig)(tened! 38D