Iggy can be found initially in the kitchen, long lean frame resting against the counters as he drinks and looks around with an expression of mild appraisal.
"You know... it's so ugly I kinda like it? Like it has a 'mid-century modern after the apocalypse' sort of vibe? Hey, you really think it's pissing rain that bad out there?"
Or maybe you don't deign to go downstairs until after the radio announcement that there's a killer on the loose. In that case you can find Iggy checking all the window locks, holding what definitely looks like a Blue Mountain Pottery dolphin that he apparently plans to use to bludgeon any intruders to death with.
He jumps. "Oh, jeez! You scared the shit out of me! Did you hear the radio? Wait. Who are you?! Why are we in all these photos together?"
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Ironically, a guy who would normally have no problem whatsoever approaching strangers for sex is pretty much immune to the threat - the patter that comes out of the bots' mouths is immediately recognisable for what it is to a hardworking cam boy from Earth in the year of our lord 2024, and he dismisses the bots the moment he hears it.
"You know, my mother had a saying: you can't kid a kidder. Fuck off with that, I'm insulted."
But maybe it isn't a bot - maybe it's you! In that case maybe you can try again to convince him that no, there really are hot local singles in his area! You're one of them!
If Iggy sees someone else cornered by a bot, he doesn't hesitate to swoop in, putting a hand on the soon-to-be victim's arm and in a sweet, low voice telling the bot, "Too slow! Blocked, bitch."
Ignatius "Iggy" Melville | OC
CW: event warnings
Well, he found the booze right away.
Iggy can be found initially in the kitchen, long lean frame resting against the counters as he drinks and looks around with an expression of mild appraisal.
"You know... it's so ugly I kinda like it? Like it has a 'mid-century modern after the apocalypse' sort of vibe? Hey, you really think it's pissing rain that bad out there?"
Or maybe you don't deign to go downstairs until after the radio announcement that there's a killer on the loose. In that case you can find Iggy checking all the window locks, holding what definitely looks like a Blue Mountain Pottery dolphin that he apparently plans to use to bludgeon any intruders to death with.
He jumps. "Oh, jeez! You scared the shit out of me! Did you hear the radio? Wait. Who are you?! Why are we in all these photos together?"
electrosexual
CW: event warnings, potential smut, sex work
Ironically, a guy who would normally have no problem whatsoever approaching strangers for sex is pretty much immune to the threat - the patter that comes out of the bots' mouths is immediately recognisable for what it is to a hardworking cam boy from Earth in the year of our lord 2024, and he dismisses the bots the moment he hears it.
"You know, my mother had a saying: you can't kid a kidder. Fuck off with that, I'm insulted."
But maybe it isn't a bot - maybe it's you! In that case maybe you can try again to convince him that no, there really are hot local singles in his area! You're one of them!
If Iggy sees someone else cornered by a bot, he doesn't hesitate to swoop in, putting a hand on the soon-to-be victim's arm and in a sweet, low voice telling the bot, "Too slow! Blocked, bitch."