[IRL]

"Hmph. That's none of your business, doggy. Masters don't have to share their secrets with their mutts."

Okay, maybe Dazai was leaning too much into the dog thing, but it was the only thing he could think of on such short notice. And it usually makes Chuuya angry enough that he storms off, so it was a good enough excuse. Hopefully. He continues to hide the hand he had been working on behind his back, concealing the fact that he couldn't move anything past the wrist on that hand. Due to some mysterious damage that Dazai definitely has no idea how it occurred, the mechanics in his wrist have been damaged and now that hand is malfunctioning.

"Run along now, puppy. I don't have any treats for you."

"Unfortunately for you I'm in a good mood," he huffed, scanning Dazai's behaviour for anything suspicious, "what're you hiding behind your back? A bomb?"

[IRL]

Why wasn't Chuuya getting angry and storming off? That's what he usually did whenever Dazai pushed on the whole dog thing. Maybe he hadn't been as subtle as he hoped. If Chuuya was truly catching on to the whole thing, then there really was no point in trying to hide it. The jig was up, and there was no use in trying to hide it from his partner of all people. The android huffs, presenting Chuuya with his broken wrist.

"I fell into a ditch during a mission and landed on my hand. Something in my hardware must have gotten broken, and now this hand is completely not working. It's embarrassing, so I didn't want Chuuya to know about it. You better not tell Mori-san about this, Chibi, or I'll never tell you anything ever again."

"I'd have to have someone to record embarrassing moment of you during a mission now," he says, inspecting the damage, "I won't tell the boss but how exactly are you gonna fix this?"

[IRL]

"Hmph. Chuuya enjoys watching me suffer. Unfortunately for you, I already deleted the footage of that from both my own systems and any nearby cameras, so there's no chance you get to witness that."

Dazai replies haughtily, turning his nose up at the idea of Chuuya bearing witness to that utterly humilating event. Really, he's supposed to be this extremely advanced super computer, and yet he manages to lose hit footing and fall into a ditch. How awful. This is exactly why he needs to die as soon as possible. At the mention of Mori, Dazai grimaces, looking away. He really didn't want to get scolded for damaging himself again.

"I was planning on fixing it myself. I don't need that old man to do everything just because he's the one who built me, and I would really prefer to do without another one of his lectures. It's just... hard to do when I only have one hand."

He clicks his tounge, "Shame. I would've played that tape to the whole world, let them know this is the most feared guy in the underground." And though he wouldn't do something as reckless like that, it'd be wonderful to imagine.

"Want me to help then?"

[IRL]

At first, Dazai vehemently refused the idea of Chuuya helping him in any way. He didn't need help, especially not from an annoying chihuahua. He could fix himself all on his own. But the longer he thought about it... he really couldn't. The damage to his wrist was far too complicated to fix with one hand, and attempting to do so could result in more problems. With a huff, Dazai accepts his fate.

"What is it that Chuuya wants in return for this daring rescue?"

"Hm, I'd think about it later, let's get you patched up for now."

"Alright, come here, I've never... done this before so I'm gonna need you to guide me."

[IRL]

"Sigh... This is the worst scenario. My savior doesn't even know what he's doing. How horrible. Don't worry, Chuuya. Luckily for you, I'm smart enough to put this into words even you can understand. First, you need to unscrew that plate..."

Dazai walks Chuuya through the necessary steps to repair him, flinching every now and then when the pain receptors suddenly reactivate and flare up. Another annoying thing about being broken. Through their teamwork, they're able to fix the damage to his wrist. When the cover plate is placed back on, hiding the circuitry beneath, Dazai moves it around, wiggling his fingers to test them out.

"Looks like you managed to not mess everything up, Chibi, even with your brutish methods. How nice."

[IRL]

"No, you tell me now. You have to tell me, or I won't do it, whatever it is. Spit it out."

Dazai refuses to be kept in suspense, narrowing his eyes at Chuuya with defiance. He won't be kept waiting over something like this, wondering whatever awful scheme the mutt has concocted in his tiny brain. Whatever it is, it's bound to be torturous, so the android wants to get it over with immediately. Hopefully, it won't be too embarrassing. If it is, he's definitely making sure it's not recorded at the very least.

"What!? That's so unfair you didn't tell me that!"

"Do my paperwork for a week."

[IRL]

"Uwaa! Android abuse! Chuuya thinks of me as a slave to humanity, that my only purpose is to serve humans for the rest of my life! You are so close minded!"

Dazai had this ready for whatever Chuuya had in mind for him as a fool-proof retort. He would claim that the redhead was some kind of robot racist that believed that his only use was to be a servant to humanity. It was the perfect plan. Surely. Because there's absolutely no way that Dazai was going to actually do that mutt's paperwork for a whole week. That sounded like actual torture!

"Close minded?! I'm not abusing any androids! It's a favour! Don't wiggle your way out of this damn it!"

"You're not gonna get out of this, you have to do it or else!"

[IRL]

"Or else what, huh? What do you intend to do if I refuse to be your personal paperwork slave?"

Dazai questions, crossing one leg over the other. He hadn't removed himself from his desk, sitting cross-legged in the center of it like that's what it was meant for. The android begins rewrapping the bandages around his wrist, tucking the end and securing it with a safety pin.

[IRL]

"Hmph. That's none of your business, doggy. Masters don't have to share their secrets with their mutts."

Okay, maybe Dazai was leaning too much into the dog thing, but it was the only thing he could think of on such short notice. And it usually makes Chuuya angry enough that he storms off, so it was a good enough excuse. Hopefully. He continues to hide the hand he had been working on behind his back, concealing the fact that he couldn't move anything past the wrist on that hand. Due to some mysterious damage that Dazai definitely has no idea how it occurred, the mechanics in his wrist have been damaged and now that hand is malfunctioning.

"Run along now, puppy. I don't have any treats for you."

"Unfortunately for you I'm in a good mood," he huffed, scanning Dazai's behaviour for anything suspicious, "what're you hiding behind your back? A bomb?"

[IRL]

Why wasn't Chuuya getting angry and storming off? That's what he usually did whenever Dazai pushed on the whole dog thing. Maybe he hadn't been as subtle as he hoped. If Chuuya was truly catching on to the whole thing, then there really was no point in trying to hide it. The jig was up, and there was no use in trying to hide it from his partner of all people. The android huffs, presenting Chuuya with his broken wrist.

"I fell into a ditch during a mission and landed on my hand. Something in my hardware must have gotten broken, and now this hand is completely not working. It's embarrassing, so I didn't want Chuuya to know about it. You better not tell Mori-san about this, Chibi, or I'll never tell you anything ever again."

"I'd have to have someone to record embarrassing moment of you during a mission now," he says, inspecting the damage, "I won't tell the boss but how exactly are you gonna fix this?"

[IRL]

"Hmph. Chuuya enjoys watching me suffer. Unfortunately for you, I already deleted the footage of that from both my own systems and any nearby cameras, so there's no chance you get to witness that."

Dazai replies haughtily, turning his nose up at the idea of Chuuya bearing witness to that utterly humilating event. Really, he's supposed to be this extremely advanced super computer, and yet he manages to lose hit footing and fall into a ditch. How awful. This is exactly why he needs to die as soon as possible. At the mention of Mori, Dazai grimaces, looking away. He really didn't want to get scolded for damaging himself again.

"I was planning on fixing it myself. I don't need that old man to do everything just because he's the one who built me, and I would really prefer to do without another one of his lectures. It's just... hard to do when I only have one hand."

He clicks his tounge, "Shame. I would've played that tape to the whole world, let them know this is the most feared guy in the underground." And though he wouldn't do something as reckless like that, it'd be wonderful to imagine.

"Want me to help then?"

[IRL]

At first, Dazai vehemently refused the idea of Chuuya helping him in any way. He didn't need help, especially not from an annoying chihuahua. He could fix himself all on his own. But the longer he thought about it... he really couldn't. The damage to his wrist was far too complicated to fix with one hand, and attempting to do so could result in more problems. With a huff, Dazai accepts his fate.

"What is it that Chuuya wants in return for this daring rescue?"

"Hm, I'd think about it later, let's get you patched up for now."

"Alright, come here, I've never... done this before so I'm gonna need you to guide me."

[IRL]

"Sigh... This is the worst scenario. My savior doesn't even know what he's doing. How horrible. Don't worry, Chuuya. Luckily for you, I'm smart enough to put this into words even you can understand. First, you need to unscrew that plate..."

Dazai walks Chuuya through the necessary steps to repair him, flinching every now and then when the pain receptors suddenly reactivate and flare up. Another annoying thing about being broken. Through their teamwork, they're able to fix the damage to his wrist. When the cover plate is placed back on, hiding the circuitry beneath, Dazai moves it around, wiggling his fingers to test them out.

"Looks like you managed to not mess everything up, Chibi, even with your brutish methods. How nice."

[IRL]

"No, you tell me now. You have to tell me, or I won't do it, whatever it is. Spit it out."

Dazai refuses to be kept in suspense, narrowing his eyes at Chuuya with defiance. He won't be kept waiting over something like this, wondering whatever awful scheme the mutt has concocted in his tiny brain. Whatever it is, it's bound to be torturous, so the android wants to get it over with immediately. Hopefully, it won't be too embarrassing. If it is, he's definitely making sure it's not recorded at the very least.

"What!? That's so unfair you didn't tell me that!"

"Do my paperwork for a week."

[IRL]

"Uwaa! Android abuse! Chuuya thinks of me as a slave to humanity, that my only purpose is to serve humans for the rest of my life! You are so close minded!"

Dazai had this ready for whatever Chuuya had in mind for him as a fool-proof retort. He would claim that the redhead was some kind of robot racist that believed that his only use was to be a servant to humanity. It was the perfect plan. Surely. Because there's absolutely no way that Dazai was going to actually do that mutt's paperwork for a whole week. That sounded like actual torture!

[IRL]

"Hmph. That's none of your business, doggy. Masters don't have to share their secrets with their mutts."

Okay, maybe Dazai was leaning too much into the dog thing, but it was the only thing he could think of on such short notice. And it usually makes Chuuya angry enough that he storms off, so it was a good enough excuse. Hopefully. He continues to hide the hand he had been working on behind his back, concealing the fact that he couldn't move anything past the wrist on that hand. Due to some mysterious damage that Dazai definitely has no idea how it occurred, the mechanics in his wrist have been damaged and now that hand is malfunctioning.

"Run along now, puppy. I don't have any treats for you."

"Unfortunately for you I'm in a good mood," he huffed, scanning Dazai's behaviour for anything suspicious, "what're you hiding behind your back? A bomb?"

[IRL]

Why wasn't Chuuya getting angry and storming off? That's what he usually did whenever Dazai pushed on the whole dog thing. Maybe he hadn't been as subtle as he hoped. If Chuuya was truly catching on to the whole thing, then there really was no point in trying to hide it. The jig was up, and there was no use in trying to hide it from his partner of all people. The android huffs, presenting Chuuya with his broken wrist.

"I fell into a ditch during a mission and landed on my hand. Something in my hardware must have gotten broken, and now this hand is completely not working. It's embarrassing, so I didn't want Chuuya to know about it. You better not tell Mori-san about this, Chibi, or I'll never tell you anything ever again."

"I'd have to have someone to record embarrassing moment of you during a mission now," he says, inspecting the damage, "I won't tell the boss but how exactly are you gonna fix this?"

[IRL]

"Hmph. Chuuya enjoys watching me suffer. Unfortunately for you, I already deleted the footage of that from both my own systems and any nearby cameras, so there's no chance you get to witness that."

Dazai replies haughtily, turning his nose up at the idea of Chuuya bearing witness to that utterly humilating event. Really, he's supposed to be this extremely advanced super computer, and yet he manages to lose hit footing and fall into a ditch. How awful. This is exactly why he needs to die as soon as possible. At the mention of Mori, Dazai grimaces, looking away. He really didn't want to get scolded for damaging himself again.

"I was planning on fixing it myself. I don't need that old man to do everything just because he's the one who built me, and I would really prefer to do without another one of his lectures. It's just... hard to do when I only have one hand."

He clicks his tounge, "Shame. I would've played that tape to the whole world, let them know this is the most feared guy in the underground." And though he wouldn't do something as reckless like that, it'd be wonderful to imagine.

"Want me to help then?"

[IRL]

At first, Dazai vehemently refused the idea of Chuuya helping him in any way. He didn't need help, especially not from an annoying chihuahua. He could fix himself all on his own. But the longer he thought about it... he really couldn't. The damage to his wrist was far too complicated to fix with one hand, and attempting to do so could result in more problems. With a huff, Dazai accepts his fate.

"What is it that Chuuya wants in return for this daring rescue?"

"Hm, I'd think about it later, let's get you patched up for now."

"Alright, come here, I've never... done this before so I'm gonna need you to guide me."

[IRL]

"Sigh... This is the worst scenario. My savior doesn't even know what he's doing. How horrible. Don't worry, Chuuya. Luckily for you, I'm smart enough to put this into words even you can understand. First, you need to unscrew that plate..."

Dazai walks Chuuya through the necessary steps to repair him, flinching every now and then when the pain receptors suddenly reactivate and flare up. Another annoying thing about being broken. Through their teamwork, they're able to fix the damage to his wrist. When the cover plate is placed back on, hiding the circuitry beneath, Dazai moves it around, wiggling his fingers to test them out.

"Looks like you managed to not mess everything up, Chibi, even with your brutish methods. How nice."

[IRL]

"No, you tell me now. You have to tell me, or I won't do it, whatever it is. Spit it out."

Dazai refuses to be kept in suspense, narrowing his eyes at Chuuya with defiance. He won't be kept waiting over something like this, wondering whatever awful scheme the mutt has concocted in his tiny brain. Whatever it is, it's bound to be torturous, so the android wants to get it over with immediately. Hopefully, it won't be too embarrassing. If it is, he's definitely making sure it's not recorded at the very least.

[IRL]

"Hmph. That's none of your business, doggy. Masters don't have to share their secrets with their mutts."

Okay, maybe Dazai was leaning too much into the dog thing, but it was the only thing he could think of on such short notice. And it usually makes Chuuya angry enough that he storms off, so it was a good enough excuse. Hopefully. He continues to hide the hand he had been working on behind his back, concealing the fact that he couldn't move anything past the wrist on that hand. Due to some mysterious damage that Dazai definitely has no idea how it occurred, the mechanics in his wrist have been damaged and now that hand is malfunctioning.

"Run along now, puppy. I don't have any treats for you."

"Unfortunately for you I'm in a good mood," he huffed, scanning Dazai's behaviour for anything suspicious, "what're you hiding behind your back? A bomb?"

[IRL]

Why wasn't Chuuya getting angry and storming off? That's what he usually did whenever Dazai pushed on the whole dog thing. Maybe he hadn't been as subtle as he hoped. If Chuuya was truly catching on to the whole thing, then there really was no point in trying to hide it. The jig was up, and there was no use in trying to hide it from his partner of all people. The android huffs, presenting Chuuya with his broken wrist.

"I fell into a ditch during a mission and landed on my hand. Something in my hardware must have gotten broken, and now this hand is completely not working. It's embarrassing, so I didn't want Chuuya to know about it. You better not tell Mori-san about this, Chibi, or I'll never tell you anything ever again."

"I'd have to have someone to record embarrassing moment of you during a mission now," he says, inspecting the damage, "I won't tell the boss but how exactly are you gonna fix this?"

[IRL]

"Hmph. Chuuya enjoys watching me suffer. Unfortunately for you, I already deleted the footage of that from both my own systems and any nearby cameras, so there's no chance you get to witness that."

Dazai replies haughtily, turning his nose up at the idea of Chuuya bearing witness to that utterly humilating event. Really, he's supposed to be this extremely advanced super computer, and yet he manages to lose hit footing and fall into a ditch. How awful. This is exactly why he needs to die as soon as possible. At the mention of Mori, Dazai grimaces, looking away. He really didn't want to get scolded for damaging himself again.

"I was planning on fixing it myself. I don't need that old man to do everything just because he's the one who built me, and I would really prefer to do without another one of his lectures. It's just... hard to do when I only have one hand."

He clicks his tounge, "Shame. I would've played that tape to the whole world, let them know this is the most feared guy in the underground." And though he wouldn't do something as reckless like that, it'd be wonderful to imagine.

"Want me to help then?"

[IRL]

At first, Dazai vehemently refused the idea of Chuuya helping him in any way. He didn't need help, especially not from an annoying chihuahua. He could fix himself all on his own. But the longer he thought about it... he really couldn't. The damage to his wrist was far too complicated to fix with one hand, and attempting to do so could result in more problems. With a huff, Dazai accepts his fate.

"What is it that Chuuya wants in return for this daring rescue?"

"Hm, I'd think about it later, let's get you patched up for now."

"Alright, come here, I've never... done this before so I'm gonna need you to guide me."

[IRL]

"Sigh... This is the worst scenario. My savior doesn't even know what he's doing. How horrible. Don't worry, Chuuya. Luckily for you, I'm smart enough to put this into words even you can understand. First, you need to unscrew that plate..."

Dazai walks Chuuya through the necessary steps to repair him, flinching every now and then when the pain receptors suddenly reactivate and flare up. Another annoying thing about being broken. Through their teamwork, they're able to fix the damage to his wrist. When the cover plate is placed back on, hiding the circuitry beneath, Dazai moves it around, wiggling his fingers to test them out.

"Looks like you managed to not mess everything up, Chibi, even with your brutish methods. How nice."

[IRL]

"Hmph. That's none of your business, doggy. Masters don't have to share their secrets with their mutts."

Okay, maybe Dazai was leaning too much into the dog thing, but it was the only thing he could think of on such short notice. And it usually makes Chuuya angry enough that he storms off, so it was a good enough excuse. Hopefully. He continues to hide the hand he had been working on behind his back, concealing the fact that he couldn't move anything past the wrist on that hand. Due to some mysterious damage that Dazai definitely has no idea how it occurred, the mechanics in his wrist have been damaged and now that hand is malfunctioning.

"Run along now, puppy. I don't have any treats for you."

"Unfortunately for you I'm in a good mood," he huffed, scanning Dazai's behaviour for anything suspicious, "what're you hiding behind your back? A bomb?"

[IRL]

Why wasn't Chuuya getting angry and storming off? That's what he usually did whenever Dazai pushed on the whole dog thing. Maybe he hadn't been as subtle as he hoped. If Chuuya was truly catching on to the whole thing, then there really was no point in trying to hide it. The jig was up, and there was no use in trying to hide it from his partner of all people. The android huffs, presenting Chuuya with his broken wrist.

"I fell into a ditch during a mission and landed on my hand. Something in my hardware must have gotten broken, and now this hand is completely not working. It's embarrassing, so I didn't want Chuuya to know about it. You better not tell Mori-san about this, Chibi, or I'll never tell you anything ever again."

"I'd have to have someone to record embarrassing moment of you during a mission now," he says, inspecting the damage, "I won't tell the boss but how exactly are you gonna fix this?"

[IRL]

"Hmph. Chuuya enjoys watching me suffer. Unfortunately for you, I already deleted the footage of that from both my own systems and any nearby cameras, so there's no chance you get to witness that."

Dazai replies haughtily, turning his nose up at the idea of Chuuya bearing witness to that utterly humilating event. Really, he's supposed to be this extremely advanced super computer, and yet he manages to lose hit footing and fall into a ditch. How awful. This is exactly why he needs to die as soon as possible. At the mention of Mori, Dazai grimaces, looking away. He really didn't want to get scolded for damaging himself again.

"I was planning on fixing it myself. I don't need that old man to do everything just because he's the one who built me, and I would really prefer to do without another one of his lectures. It's just... hard to do when I only have one hand."

He clicks his tounge, "Shame. I would've played that tape to the whole world, let them know this is the most feared guy in the underground." And though he wouldn't do something as reckless like that, it'd be wonderful to imagine.

"Want me to help then?"

[IRL]

At first, Dazai vehemently refused the idea of Chuuya helping him in any way. He didn't need help, especially not from an annoying chihuahua. He could fix himself all on his own. But the longer he thought about it... he really couldn't. The damage to his wrist was far too complicated to fix with one hand, and attempting to do so could result in more problems. With a huff, Dazai accepts his fate.

"What is it that Chuuya wants in return for this daring rescue?"

[IRL]

"Hmph. That's none of your business, doggy. Masters don't have to share their secrets with their mutts."

Okay, maybe Dazai was leaning too much into the dog thing, but it was the only thing he could think of on such short notice. And it usually makes Chuuya angry enough that he storms off, so it was a good enough excuse. Hopefully. He continues to hide the hand he had been working on behind his back, concealing the fact that he couldn't move anything past the wrist on that hand. Due to some mysterious damage that Dazai definitely has no idea how it occurred, the mechanics in his wrist have been damaged and now that hand is malfunctioning.

"Run along now, puppy. I don't have any treats for you."

"Unfortunately for you I'm in a good mood," he huffed, scanning Dazai's behaviour for anything suspicious, "what're you hiding behind your back? A bomb?"

[IRL]

Why wasn't Chuuya getting angry and storming off? That's what he usually did whenever Dazai pushed on the whole dog thing. Maybe he hadn't been as subtle as he hoped. If Chuuya was truly catching on to the whole thing, then there really was no point in trying to hide it. The jig was up, and there was no use in trying to hide it from his partner of all people. The android huffs, presenting Chuuya with his broken wrist.

"I fell into a ditch during a mission and landed on my hand. Something in my hardware must have gotten broken, and now this hand is completely not working. It's embarrassing, so I didn't want Chuuya to know about it. You better not tell Mori-san about this, Chibi, or I'll never tell you anything ever again."

"I'd have to have someone to record embarrassing moment of you during a mission now," he says, inspecting the damage, "I won't tell the boss but how exactly are you gonna fix this?"

[IRL]

"Hmph. Chuuya enjoys watching me suffer. Unfortunately for you, I already deleted the footage of that from both my own systems and any nearby cameras, so there's no chance you get to witness that."

Dazai replies haughtily, turning his nose up at the idea of Chuuya bearing witness to that utterly humilating event. Really, he's supposed to be this extremely advanced super computer, and yet he manages to lose hit footing and fall into a ditch. How awful. This is exactly why he needs to die as soon as possible. At the mention of Mori, Dazai grimaces, looking away. He really didn't want to get scolded for damaging himself again.

"I was planning on fixing it myself. I don't need that old man to do everything just because he's the one who built me, and I would really prefer to do without another one of his lectures. It's just... hard to do when I only have one hand."

[IRL]

"Hmph. That's none of your business, doggy. Masters don't have to share their secrets with their mutts."

Okay, maybe Dazai was leaning too much into the dog thing, but it was the only thing he could think of on such short notice. And it usually makes Chuuya angry enough that he storms off, so it was a good enough excuse. Hopefully. He continues to hide the hand he had been working on behind his back, concealing the fact that he couldn't move anything past the wrist on that hand. Due to some mysterious damage that Dazai definitely has no idea how it occurred, the mechanics in his wrist have been damaged and now that hand is malfunctioning.

"Run along now, puppy. I don't have any treats for you."

"Unfortunately for you I'm in a good mood," he huffed, scanning Dazai's behaviour for anything suspicious, "what're you hiding behind your back? A bomb?"

[IRL]

Why wasn't Chuuya getting angry and storming off? That's what he usually did whenever Dazai pushed on the whole dog thing. Maybe he hadn't been as subtle as he hoped. If Chuuya was truly catching on to the whole thing, then there really was no point in trying to hide it. The jig was up, and there was no use in trying to hide it from his partner of all people. The android huffs, presenting Chuuya with his broken wrist.

"I fell into a ditch during a mission and landed on my hand. Something in my hardware must have gotten broken, and now this hand is completely not working. It's embarrassing, so I didn't want Chuuya to know about it. You better not tell Mori-san about this, Chibi, or I'll never tell you anything ever again."

[IRL]

"Hmph. That's none of your business, doggy. Masters don't have to share their secrets with their mutts."

Okay, maybe Dazai was leaning too much into the dog thing, but it was the only thing he could think of on such short notice. And it usually makes Chuuya angry enough that he storms off, so it was a good enough excuse. Hopefully. He continues to hide the hand he had been working on behind his back, concealing the fact that he couldn't move anything past the wrist on that hand. Due to some mysterious damage that Dazai definitely has no idea how it occurred, the mechanics in his wrist have been damaged and now that hand is malfunctioning.

"Run along now, puppy. I don't have any treats for you."

Bloop is always ready to cause chaos >:)

don’t worry, bloop’s technically your co-worker :3

[POST]

Wonderful! What a little devil you are. I like it! Okay, so here's the plan: we sneak into Mori's office (and maybe Chuuya's as well because there's no way I'm missing a chance to mess with that mutt), steal some important documents, and then start a fire somewhere inside headquarters with them. Sound fun?

*a vine sneaks up behind him and then circles around him trapping him in it*

Nice try..not happening

NOOO STOP ITTT :(

No bloop...you can cause chaos with someone who isn't Dazai or chuuya..or the boss okay

any suggestions? :3

Uhh...go blow up the armed detective agency tiger..he can heal..or bother akutagawa

link for his blog? :)

Sigh yea... @byakkos-plain and @rabidblackdog

bombs have been sent :)

Great 😃

bloop is dying

help

I...okay

*a vine wall grows and protects bloop from explosion*

one sec bloop is shipping gays

[POST]

NO BLOOP NOT YOU TOO! DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE ONE OF THEM! THIS CAN'T BE!

Hehehehe >:)

[POST]

Bloop... I've been nothing but kind to you... Surely you bare no ill will towards me...

*gay-ifys you*

[POST]

NOOOOOO! THIS IS DEFINITELY A NEW DEVELOPMENT AND NOT A THING THAT I ALREADY HAD! The horror....

GO FORTH AND BE SPARKLY

[POST]

Omg.... I suddenly have the strange urge to kiss another boy... this is so odd... I have definitely never experienced this feeling before... there must be something wrong with my code... likw a glitch or something... how strange... surely has nothing to do with my personal feelings...

MAKE OUT WITH CHUUYA

[POST]

WHO TOLD YOU ABOUT THAT?

. . . bloop saw it-

[POST]

Damn it... too many people know about this... please keep quiet about this, Bloop. I don't want anyone else finding out that I kissed Chuuya. It was just a heat of the moment kind of thing, anyway. That's what he said it was for him, anyway. I was just doing it to figure out why humans love kissing so much, and it wasn't even that good. That's all. So just keep this a secret for me, okay?

. . . no

[POST]

BLOOP WHY? WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS? PLEASE I WILL GIVE YOU CANDY

candy you say? NO

[POST]

I'm being bullied from all sides... even you, Bloop, whom I thought I could trust... you betray me like this... I am beyond distraught. I will never leave my storage container again. All of you people are heinous traitors. The only person I can trust is Odasaku. He wouldn't do this to me. 🥺

bloop is sorry

bloop ate odasaku :D

[POST]

SPIT HIM OUT RIGHT NOW BLOOP! PLEASE! SPIT HIM OUT! HE'S MY BEST FRIEND! SPIT HIM OUT! I NEED HIM!

nom NOM

[IRL]

"Airi! Bloop is trying to eat Odasaku! I'll go with you if you save him! I'll move out of my shipping container if you make sure Odasaku is safe!"

Dazai squirms and fights against her grip, clearly panicked and concerned for his friend. Oda is one of the most important people in his life, and he wants to make sure he's safe before anything else. Oda never treated him any differently because he was an android. He just treated Dazai like any other stray kid he picked up off the street.

Spits him out

[IRL]

"Thank God..."

Dazai breathes out a sigh of relief (or the closest thing for that for an android). At last, Oda was no longer in danger. How did Oda even manage to get himself into that situation? Flawless should have activated to tell him he was in danger, right? In any case, it wasn't an issue anymore, so there was no use worrying about it.

bloop frowns, moving (crawling??) closer and getting into Dazai's lap.

Bloop is very sorry :( bloop was hungry

[IRL]

Dazai sighs, giving Bloop a couple of head pats and pets. He gently picks them up and walks after Airi, who was leading him to his new apartment. He wasn't exactly happy about this move, especially with some of his stuff having been burned, but whatever. What's done is done.

"It's fine, Bloop. Just... if you're hungry in the future, don't eat people. Especially not Odasaku. He has orphans depending on him, and they would be very sad if he didn't come home one day... I... would be very sad if he didn't come home one day."

bloop won't do it again! bloop promises :33

Bloop got cozy in his arms, pawing at his coat for entertainment.

Come on you two it's not much further

yayay :33

bloop jumps into airi's arms instead

I'll take this as you forgive me

*she said as she nuzzled bloop into her arms and continued walking*

MHMM!! >:D

Alright good..I'm glad..okay Dazai we are here

They arrive at a tall building and walk into the lobby and go straight for the elevator*

@boltsnbandages

Dazai pouts as the creature jumps out of his arms into Airi's instead, crossing them over his chest. He leans against the elevator wall, lost in thought. Was it because he wasn't warm like a human? No, he can't go down this road again. Oda told him to stop thinking things like about himself. Maybe this whole ordeal has just shaken him up and he's falling back into his old self-doubtful tendencies of assuming people don't like him because he's an artificial being. But doesn't it have some basis? There's that whole "uncanny valley" that humans describe having whenever they interact with things that seem human but aren't. And isn't that what he is? A poor imitation of a human being? No matter what alterations Mori makes or how Dazai acts, he will never be a real human.

"What's this new place like, then?"

Well it quite spacious and has a great view and it's the only one on the floor...it's actually a penthouse..it was a spare one I had so I wanted to give it to you...make you feel..more human..I guess in my opinion...your human... honestly even for an android...you act more human than most men I've met...so don't feel to down okay..

*Airi gently nudged his arm and gave a half smile as the elevator went up*

[IRL]

"I suppose..."

Dazai doesn't look completely cheered up, but he's at least out of his deep thoughts. He gives Bloop a gentle pat on the head as they brush against his knee, trying not focus on the fact that his skin wasn't real, nor was the sensation he felt of the touch. He walks out of the elevator once the doors open and steps into his new home. He makes sure to remove his shoes at the front door. He may not be human, but he does have manners. The android takes in surrounds, committing the layout into his digital memory for future use.

"It certainly is quite spacious. Though, I have no use for such a large kitchen. I'm not allowed to cook as started by both Ango and Chuuya. Odasaku said my cooking was just fine, though, so I don't know where they got that from."

...uh huh..maybe I'll get you a chef to cook all your meals...and yes the master bedroom is towards the back along with two guest rooms and two bathrooms

*Airi said as she pointed down the hall*

[IRL]

"No need! I'll just have Chuuya cook all my meals for me! After all, he is my loyal doggie, faithful to his master in absolutely everything. It's quite embarrassing, actually."

Dazai waves his hand at Airi, as if waving away the idea of hiring a private chef. He very well could with the money he makes as a member of the Port Mafia, but making Chuuya do it was so much more fun. If there was one thing that could cheer him up in an instant, it was annoying the hell out of Chuuya.

"And what use do I have for guest rooms? I don't hang out with anyone at my personal abode. Even if it's a pretty lady friend that I have over, I wouldn't take her back here. It's not appropriate for Port Mafia members to bring people back to their private residences like that."

You could take the beds out and make the spare office or something...

*Airi shrugged she wish she knew how to comfort Dazai...in all honesty she didn't really hate taking care of Dazai and helping them..sure all dazai's gave her a headache but she did all of this with care from her heart...it kinda made her upset when they just denied her advances for help..but she digresses*

Well enjoy your knew home...come on bloop.. unless you want to stay here for a bit

@bloop-is-always-watching

bloop wants to stay with @boltsnbandages for a while . . . It seems as if he needs company, and bloop wants to make sure he’s okay!

Alright then you do that

Bloop rubs against her leg as if to say goodbye, then turning and heading back to where @boltsnbandages was

[IRL]

"Hm? You wanna stay and help me settle in, Bloop? What a generous little creature you are."

Dazai picks Bloop back up into his arms, placing it gently on the new sofa that seemed to be placed in the living room for him. He settles down next to him, taking out a notebook to begin planning what he would use each room for. Not that he was gonna do the work of moving all the stuff himself. No, he was definitely going to trick someone else into doing all the hard work for him so he could just laze around and look pretty. And, he has to admit... the company is nice. Hopefully, he would be able to go to Lupin with Oda and Ango tonight to tell him about his new place.

bloop stared up at him before resuming his actions of playing with Dazai's coat, entertaining himself

[IRL]

Dazai giggles softly at the creature's actions, removing his coat and placing it beside him on the couch so Bloop could use it however they wished. He returns his attention to his notebook, writing some things down before scribbling it out and repeating this process several times. After a long while, the android eventually tires himself out and falls asleep on the couch. (Mori programmed him to have a sleeping mode to mimick a human's own need for sleep. He finds it annoying most of the time).

Bloop is always ready to cause chaos >:)

don’t worry, bloop’s technically your co-worker :3

[POST]

Wonderful! What a little devil you are. I like it! Okay, so here's the plan: we sneak into Mori's office (and maybe Chuuya's as well because there's no way I'm missing a chance to mess with that mutt), steal some important documents, and then start a fire somewhere inside headquarters with them. Sound fun?

*a vine sneaks up behind him and then circles around him trapping him in it*

Nice try..not happening

NOOO STOP ITTT :(

No bloop...you can cause chaos with someone who isn't Dazai or chuuya..or the boss okay

any suggestions? :3

Uhh...go blow up the armed detective agency tiger..he can heal..or bother akutagawa

link for his blog? :)

Sigh yea... @byakkos-plain and @rabidblackdog

bombs have been sent :)

Great 😃

bloop is dying

help

I...okay

*a vine wall grows and protects bloop from explosion*

one sec bloop is shipping gays

[POST]

NO BLOOP NOT YOU TOO! DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE ONE OF THEM! THIS CAN'T BE!

Hehehehe >:)

[POST]

Bloop... I've been nothing but kind to you... Surely you bare no ill will towards me...

*gay-ifys you*

[POST]

NOOOOOO! THIS IS DEFINITELY A NEW DEVELOPMENT AND NOT A THING THAT I ALREADY HAD! The horror....

GO FORTH AND BE SPARKLY

[POST]

Omg.... I suddenly have the strange urge to kiss another boy... this is so odd... I have definitely never experienced this feeling before... there must be something wrong with my code... likw a glitch or something... how strange... surely has nothing to do with my personal feelings...

MAKE OUT WITH CHUUYA

[POST]

WHO TOLD YOU ABOUT THAT?

. . . bloop saw it-

[POST]

Damn it... too many people know about this... please keep quiet about this, Bloop. I don't want anyone else finding out that I kissed Chuuya. It was just a heat of the moment kind of thing, anyway. That's what he said it was for him, anyway. I was just doing it to figure out why humans love kissing so much, and it wasn't even that good. That's all. So just keep this a secret for me, okay?

. . . no

[POST]

BLOOP WHY? WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS? PLEASE I WILL GIVE YOU CANDY

candy you say? NO

[POST]

I'm being bullied from all sides... even you, Bloop, whom I thought I could trust... you betray me like this... I am beyond distraught. I will never leave my storage container again. All of you people are heinous traitors. The only person I can trust is Odasaku. He wouldn't do this to me. 🥺

bloop is sorry

bloop ate odasaku :D

[POST]

SPIT HIM OUT RIGHT NOW BLOOP! PLEASE! SPIT HIM OUT! HE'S MY BEST FRIEND! SPIT HIM OUT! I NEED HIM!

nom NOM

[IRL]

"Airi! Bloop is trying to eat Odasaku! I'll go with you if you save him! I'll move out of my shipping container if you make sure Odasaku is safe!"

Dazai squirms and fights against her grip, clearly panicked and concerned for his friend. Oda is one of the most important people in his life, and he wants to make sure he's safe before anything else. Oda never treated him any differently because he was an android. He just treated Dazai like any other stray kid he picked up off the street.

Spits him out

[IRL]

"Thank God..."

Dazai breathes out a sigh of relief (or the closest thing for that for an android). At last, Oda was no longer in danger. How did Oda even manage to get himself into that situation? Flawless should have activated to tell him he was in danger, right? In any case, it wasn't an issue anymore, so there was no use worrying about it.

bloop frowns, moving (crawling??) closer and getting into Dazai's lap.

Bloop is very sorry :( bloop was hungry

[IRL]

Dazai sighs, giving Bloop a couple of head pats and pets. He gently picks them up and walks after Airi, who was leading him to his new apartment. He wasn't exactly happy about this move, especially with some of his stuff having been burned, but whatever. What's done is done.

"It's fine, Bloop. Just... if you're hungry in the future, don't eat people. Especially not Odasaku. He has orphans depending on him, and they would be very sad if he didn't come home one day... I... would be very sad if he didn't come home one day."

bloop won't do it again! bloop promises :33

Bloop got cozy in his arms, pawing at his coat for entertainment.

Come on you two it's not much further

yayay :33

bloop jumps into airi's arms instead