Posts by Hercules Mulligan

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    "I will too." Herc said as he padded over.
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    Go plant some flowers. Easy enough. Hercules got to work right away, setting up a nice small plot near the stone staircase. It didn't take too much time to get the soil situated. What did take time however, was getting seeds. The feline had to trade from a few NPCs, but in the end he decided it wasn't that bad. Currently, Herc was working on watering the newly planted seeds with a rusty watering can.
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    Herc definatly needed some training. The feline hurried over to join the others in a track. "I will, too."
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    Yeah, he'd never been the gardening type. Hercules look to the others with a smile. "Yeah, for my weekly task. I'm planting roses. I think. I just bummed these seeds off of some other members. I guess we'll see when they grow." he admired with a laugh. Even though he wasn't the type to garden, Herc was determined to try and at least care for these things.
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    Hercules wandered over, looking at the corgi with a smile. "Hey there shortstack. Name and business?" he requested.
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    With a short but of laughter, Hercules padded over and offered the two a warm smile in greeting. "Hello there. I'm Hercules. Nice to meet you both." the feline greeted.
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    Herc offered a cheeky grin in return. "You flatter me, good sir." he mused with a bit of laughter. This guy was good. At the mention of food, his ears pricked. Hopefully that also meant having a drink as well. Though either way Hercules would eventually settle for a pint sometime today. "Already asking me out to dinner, huh? Shall I expect a proposal by the end of the week?" he teased before answering truthfully with a nod. "Yeah I'll join you."
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    i don't even know what to call this.//


    "Guys I'm gonna do a thing." That was all the warning Hercules gave as he worked in a small grassy patch near the stone staircase. Though the only "work" he did was scribble "REDCOAT DESTROYER" on the side of a large cardboard box with crayons and add lots of fire and explosions and tiny horses everywhere. When he was finished, Hercules set it at the edge of the top of the stairs and got in. "3...2...1... HERCULES MULLIGAAAAAAAN!!!!" As he shouted his name to high heaven, the large man pushed himself down, sliding recklessly down the stairs and tumbling down in a mess of fur and cardboard. He landed with a heavy thump at the bottom, getting to his paws in a rush and bellowing with laughter. "WOOOO!" he cheered. That was too much fun!
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    "Yeah, he's around. Lookin for him, I'm guessing?" he says with a warm grin. Maybe this was Poe's friend of some sort. "I'm Hercules. Welcome to BlizzardClan by the way."
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    Looking to Lostboy, he shrugged, still grinning like a doofus. "Not really sure to be honest. It just came to me." he admited. It sounded cool, so why not. Looking to John, Hercules would grab his box and hurry back up the stairs. "John, my man. Wanna ride with me?" he asked, equally matching the other male's childlike excitement. "Losty, join us?" he added, looking to the girl with wide eyes.
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    yes
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    yES
    ITS RAINING MEMES
    HALLELUJAH
    ITS RAINING MEMES
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    (⊙︿⊙✿)
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    heh
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    Well this was interesting. Hercules made his way over to listen quietly before nodding. "Uh sure. I'll give it a go." he said. The only letters he'd ever written were to those back home. Who would he write to in BlizzardClan? Oh jeez. Decisions.
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    I didn't get the idea from the Hamilton College au what are you talking about?


    Taking early morning classes was probably the worst thing Hercules could have done. He made a mental note to not let his friends pressure him into taking classes with them. It was around 6am and the young man was wandering out of the campus coffee shop, a warm cup in one hand and his phone in the other. He was texting away to a few early bird buddies, stifling a yawn every so often. Herc would settle down at a table and take a sip from his coffee quietly.
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    ...what?
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    DanFanaProof = ot3


    Hercules doesn't need love. He just sweet talks everyone.
    But for the sake of this thread, all of Herc's ships BECAUSE I CAN:


    Sarcules
    Francules
    Hercjohn
    Hercpoe
    Hercxander
    poly Hamilsquad


    Jfc this guy needs a lady ship.


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    "Awww you poor baby." he cooed to his friend, reaching out to ruffle John's hair. "Everyones tired, Laurens. We're like zombies in the morning. I'm surprised no one's been attacking each other." Hercules grinned and set his cup aside as he poked gently at John's forehead. Spotting a few other students a little ways off, Herc used his free hand to wave at them.
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    idk. AUs are fun and I'm bored.
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