// yaaay- hvv—

//FFFFFUCK-

// Okay im switching within the week-

// Ima bring back an old dusty pal of mine-

// you know- i blame y'all and me for having Star Wars muse-

// i just got back into battlefront 2-

// and that need has skyrocketed-

| Stolen of course- Me am thief-

[ 𝐂 𝐫 𝐨 𝐰 ]

He's more 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 than 𝐌𝐚𝐧 , there's not a single 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 left in that 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧 .

〘 Headhunter 〙
¤ sɪɴɢʟᴇ ‑ sʜɪᴘ
¤ мιrrored deтaιl
¤ #HaloRP / #OpenRP / #MVRP

#

jean grey

a̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶i̶n̶ ̶d̶a̶r̶k̶n̶e̶s̶s̶

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⠀⠀”Nice of you to offer.”
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| He replied as he chuckled, deep and filled with malice. Holding his arm up as he used his other to sharpen the makeshift blade.
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⠀⠀"Might as well."
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| He replied in a hushed tone before suddenly lunging at the Rabbid. Blade thrusting forward as he snarled.

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⠀⠀"I don't got any strings on me."
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| He replied in faint annoyance. Glaring at the human as he continued to flex his digits. Occasionally grabbing the air as he chuckled.
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⠀⠀"Just been itching to add a notch to my arm."
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| Gesturing to the scratched lines on his right arm.

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⠀⠀| kneeling now. Ignoring the flesh bag's warning as he leaned it uncomfortably close.
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"You a competent killer?"
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⠀⠀| Asked as optics finally shifted, if only a slight shift. A malicious glint in those otherwise cold-stone optics.

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⠀⠀"That a 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭, girly?
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| Digits idly inspected, dismissive of her words as he grunted. Metallic nails suddenly extending as he clicked them together.⠀⠀
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⠀⠀"Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is if what I heard was true."
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| He replied, joints whirring as he adjusted himself, -

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⠀⠀| A sadistic chuckle left the simulacrum at the other's reaction. Staying still as optics scanned every flex of muscle, and spider-like appendages that curled.
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| Optics glancing at hers, taking note of the dilation. Drinking in that one emotion he encountered constantly: 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫.

a close up of a woman 's face with long red hair . ALT: a close up of a woman 's face with long red hair .

𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢 “𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲” 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.

𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐜.

𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐚, 𝐨𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚.

𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞.

— 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐈

Pilot | Engineer | Commander | Mission-focused | Protocol-oriented | Cold | Social inept | 7'0" | 7'4" in armor | "Stuck-up" | Disliked by subordinates | Leader of Fireteam Moros

#HaloRP | #MVRP | #ᴇʟᴜᴠᴇɪɴ

— / / ❝ 𝚂𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎
𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎 . . .

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⠀ 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖜 me your 𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖍 .
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ ]
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⠀ ꒷꒦ ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ ꒷꒦

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂, 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝙴

#scifirp #horrorp #mvrp #openrp

"What did you expect? I AM a Black Widow!"

#marvelrp #openrp #mvrp #bskyrp

❝ 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 ❞

♡ + ⇄

In this grayscale art, artist Avylone depicts a vampire cyborg in a combat-ready dynamic pose.

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖊, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖘
𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖉 𝖍𝖎𝖌𝖍, 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖚𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖘
𝕷𝖎𝖋𝖊'𝖘 𝖐𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖊 𝖆 𝖍𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖘
𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖗𝖞, 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖗𝖞,

—𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖊

#DCRP \•\ #MVRP /•/ #MarvelRP

|| Replies within the hour, hopefully—

⚡KRACKO Never really stuck to a shipping call, this one is permanent though!!

| Did say I’ll post a different one later— lmao-

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⠀⠀”what.”
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"𝘼 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙢. 𝙃𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙛 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛."

#MVRP ┆ #JJBARP

a woman in a gray dress is standing in front of a wall with a picture of a car on it . ALT: a woman in a gray dress is standing in front of a wall with a picture of a car on it .

𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚠𝚢𝚎𝚛.

𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑.

𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜.

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⠀⠀”Obviously. Ransom.”
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| He replied as he tilted his head down a smidge. Chuckling deeply as he flexed out his right hand.
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⠀⠀”Bet someone’ll buy a pretty penny for you, skin-bag.” ⠀⠀
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| He said as he slowly walked around the other. Circling them as he continued to flex his out hand.

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⠀⠀”Ah, it’s nice. Meeting someone with no fear.”
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⠀⠀| He inhaled deeply as he sighed. His tone holding an ounce of sadistic glee.
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⠀⠀”You know, it’s almost a shame. But I’ve got an itch to scratch.

| He said, before flexing his left arm, digits combining together to form a blade.
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⠀⠀| The simulacrum simply took the blows. Metallic shell warping from the impacts as he tightened his grip.
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“Look at you, flesh and blood. Good luck trying to do anything.”

| He whispered as he dug his nails into skin.