{Indi Mangahood Dolcetto RP blog}
{Sometimes COS Dolcetto}
Former soldier in the Amestrian military and escaped experiment from the 5th Laboratory, Dolcetto now resides in Dublith, working for the homunculus Greed in an underground bar known as The Devil's Nest.
More than grateful to have been given a second chance at life, Dolcetto tries to have an optimistic view on his new lifestyle and body. And despite the hardships that being dead to his family--and the world--brings, he continues to live his life with purpose.
Tracking: Dolcetters
Married to: Martel
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(( *wants to stay up and do things because you people have been active at night lately and confound it responsibilities and finals and my general sour attitude at the moment*
… yeah, I should head to bed. It’s 2am and I have classes and a lot to do tomorrow. I’ll be on in the morning before class as usual. G’night! ))
new pickup line: i hate a lot of people but i don’t hate you
Anonymous:[The ram just starts eating your furniture.]
*grabs by horn and drags towards door*
“Godfuckindamnit”
Anonymous:-cooks bacon. in your kitchen-
*grabs collar and drags you to front door before promptly tossing you out*
“GET OUTTA MY HOUSE.”
Anonymous:Baaaaaaaaaaaaaah. [It just waits to see how long it takes Dolcetto to realize it's a Ram and not a goat.]
“—oh. It’s you again.”
Anonymous:Is our adversarial legal system–in which an attorney dwells just on the facts that support the side by which he or she is paid–the system likeliest to achieve justice?
“…”
*just squints at you*
Anonymous:No, dipshit I'm insulting my father because look how the hell I turned out! The poor bastard should have wrapped it before he tapped it.
“… this sounds like a personal problem, pal.”
Anonymous:This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the annual purge. At the siren, all emergency service will be suspended for twelve hours. Your government thanks you for your participation.
“… the fuck.”
