CALL ME OUT

[bootyhunter]

CALL ME OUT:

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Currently writing Dandy (Space Dandy) / Rex Splode (Invincible) / and Simon Laurent (Infinity Train)

bootyhunter / himbomb / incelligent



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*Note: Sakamoto Tatsuma (Gintama) kaihentai and Asher Millstone (How to Get Away With Murder) moneyballer available on request



Also voicetesting Mike Wazowski (Monsters Inc) googlybear / Eddy (Ed, Edd, n' Eddy) edboy / Reagan Ridley (Inside Job) madcryentist / Abdul Ali (Squid Game) aitbaar / Portia Davenport (Search Party) portialain / Elliot Goss (Search Party) confabulous / Fleabag (Fleabag) feminitwit / Johnny Bravo (Johny Bravo) pretteh / and Joel Hammond (Santa Clarita Diet) screechy

Comments

[himbomb]

[Rex's face falls, his nose curling as though he's suddenly inhaled a whiff of something fowl.

In so many ways, this is the kind of interaction he's been seeking and never really acquired, having the odds stacked against him in every capacity. Outside of work, he hasn't had a single interaction with a regular human since he was one six or seven years ago and every new introduction has simply hammered home how deeply outmatched Rex is in the realm of superhero-dom.

Somehow, he thought a "victory" like this would feel better.

It doesn't.]

It matters 'cause-

[He growls, doing his best to suppress a slew of worrying thoughts.

The only thing he had going for him is irrelevant now.]

This is my first day off in years and I wanna be havin' a good time!

[A pair of all too broad arms fold over his chest.]

What the hell happened to you?

[He means the scars, gesturing to his own body as if to make a point.]