Posts by TREVOR P.

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    [justify][sub] "For a volcano that tries to kill us, it sure demands a lot." He huffed in response, saying nothing more - he didn't work well with spirits, so it was probably best if they discussed that matter without him. Glancing at Bill, he added, "Yeah. Make sure you tell them who participated in the battle, too, so they know which targets to aim at."

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    [justify][sub] Volcano spirits, schmolcano spirits. Trevor would never understand any of this spiritual cr*p.
    He did gather that Bill was the high clanlord now, though, and he wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel about that. The paragon gave a salute to Bill and the newly-proclaimed volcano goddess as he took all of this information in. "Understood, n' congrats."

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    [justify][sub] "...Screw you, Rick," Trevor rumbled, but the malice that lined the edges of his tone was subdued. It was barely an insult, but instead just a remark of his frustration over the whole situation. He'd told Rick that he wasn't down for this, but yet here hey were, moving for reasons Trevor would never see as adequate justifications.
    Then again, Trevor could make his home in a sewage plant.
    He lumbered up to the gathered group but kept to the back of the crowd, only carrying with him a slue of weapons that lined his sides on straps and buckled-on scabbards. It was only in case they were taken by surprise and a power blocker tried to prevent him from summoning weapons - later, he'd do the work of conjuring up the rest of the junk that'd turned his room into a miniature landfill, since it was just too much to carry on foot. The practically-weaponized lizard looked to Bill - the high clanlord, he corrected himself with a slight grimace - and called, "We can take a sample of the lava and bring it over, the melt down the rocks at our new home to make the rest. We'll dump the sample in as a sacrifice. You're full of cr*p if you think we're just gonna pick up a volcano and walk it over."


    /all ic

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    [justify][sub]does anyone want a really museful/multiparagraph private thread with trevor (possibly as a part of a plot or something, if you have any ideas??)


    i'm trying to save up for a power and i want to make the most of the triple silver week ;-;

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    [justify][sub]"Everyone's a creep around here," Trevor pointed out, looking from Bill to Juzo with a frown. Encouraging kids to stab themselves didn't exactly make for a good influence - adults, however... He didn't care if they all ripped their own throats out.

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    [justify][sub] "Goddammit, I thought we finally got rid of you," Trevor grunted, and by the looks of it, it'd be difficult to tell if he was kidding or not. Oh well, he supposed they'd just have to deal with him until some elemental realized how funny it'd be to raise the earth around him and encase him in stone once more - what an April fool's joke that would be.

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    [justify][sub]/jumps in at the last second


    im gonna throw trevor and kavinsky into this lel
    because in human au kAVINSKY IS ALREADY A ZOMBIE pls don't murder him,,
    and trevor is probably a good guy to have on anyone's zombie team