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[8lackdog]

    █​ ▌JOHNNY SILVERHAND . ROCK LEGEND . VOICE IN V'S HEAD .​ ▌█

#  8lackdog  𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃     medium  activity  .  independent  .  multimuse and oc friendly . mutual only . johnny  silverhand  .  21  +  rp  blog  .  coded  by  fey  .

verses : fallout , bg3 , modern , western / frontier . fantasy / comic tba .

other blogs : @sacredeeer @censuss @zalimbane

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MAINS : none of yet

[8lackdog]

#  8lackdog  𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃     medium  activity  .  independent  .  multimuse and oc friendly . johnny  silverhand  .  coded  by  fey  .

[8lackdog]

A  BREIF  CALMNESS  ,         the  smallest  of  thankful  moments  .  disassociating  with  the  real  world  ,  riding  high  on  the  silence  in  his  skull  .  (  or  high  from  the  proxy  sniffed  up  the  nostril  a  few  hours  ago  .  )  bottle  of  tequila  in  his  hand  ,  tattered  brown  bag  not  concealing  it  in  the  slightest  at  this  point  .  its  texture  damp  and  its  body  torn  .  the  streets  were  quiet  ,  strangely  so  .  telling  him  there  was  a  whistle  on  the  wind  .  not  for  him  .

                    FIRST MEETING SENTENCE STARTERS                   @borgbutcher :     “You’re sitting in my spot.” 

a  shift  ,  the  inner  workings  of  his  body  began  to  react  ,  blood  boiled  ,  the  hum  of  synthetic  organs  and  the  phantom  pain  of  his  arm  aching  once  again  .  his  foot  began  to  tap  ,  to  tune  out  and  ground  him  .

"  didn't  see  a  sign  up  to  say  so  ,  write  your  name  on  it  next  time  .  "         red  hot  glare  under  glasses  .         "  i  see  plenty'f  curb  ,  park  your  ass  somewhere  else  .  "

[8lackdog]

i only have two things in my ask box and no drafts , please fill it ! johnny needs his enrichment !!!

[recordmemes]

༘⋆｡ where it hurts starters.

caretaker.

i'll  stay  until  you  fall  asleep.

you're  not  a  burden.  not  to  me.

you  don't  have  to  act  tough  with  me.

let  me  help.

if  you  need  to  cry,  i'll  look  the  other  way.

you  don't  have  to  talk.

let  me  handle  it,  just  for  a  minute.

rest,  i'll  watch  over  you.

i  don't  care  if  you  think  you're  fine.  i'm  staying.

deep  breaths.

just  lean  on  me.

you're  safe  now,  okay?  just  breathe.

i  know  it  hurts.  i'll  sit  here  as  long  as  it  takes.

i'm  not  leaving  until  i  know  you're  okay.

you  don't  need  to  hide.

let  me  take  care  of  you  this  time.

shh.  i'm  right  here.

you  don't  have  to  put  on  a  smile  for  me.

i  don't  think  less  of  you.

i'll  be  here  when  you  wake  up.

you're  allowed  to  lean  on  me.  that's  what  i'm  here  for.

you  don't  have  to  be  okay.

scoot  over,  i'm  not  letting  you  sleep  alone.

your  hair's  a  mess.  let  me  brush  it.

don't  apologize.

cared  for.

i'm  tired,  that's  all.

please  don't  go.

i  don't  know  what  i  need.

you  didn't  need  to  come.

you  shouldn't  have  to  see  me  like  this.

i  hate  feeling  like  this.

i  was  trying  to  push  through.  i  think  i  made  it  worse.

this  is  so  embarrassing.

can  you  just...  stay  a  little  longer?

i  didn't  think  anyone  would  notice...

i'm  not  safe  in  my  own  head  right  now.

why  are  you  being  so  gentle  with  me?

i  don't  want  you  to  fix  me.

today's  just...  one  of  the  harder  days.

i  didn't  know  i  needed  to  hear  that.

can  you  stay?  after  i  fall  asleep?

sorry.  i  didn't  mean  to  flinch.

i  don't  always  know  what's  going  to  help.

this  is  the  nicest  anyone’s  been  to  me  all  week.

i'm  sorry.  i  know  i'm  a  lot.

i  don't  even  know  why  i'm  crying...

i  think  i'm  broken.

you  didn't  have  to  do  all  this  for  me.

i  don't  want  to  be  a  burden.

i  didn't  think  anyone  would  stay.

[8lackdog]

finished my global of rdr2 , so time for cyberpunk , downloading all the mods for johnny i can find .

[8lackdog]

the johnny kerry and rogue arts coming out for the tcg , and i'm just screaming at the hotties .

[rpclefairy]

first meeting sentence starters.

send one to have our muses meet for the first time.

“Sorry, were you just talking to me?”

“I think you dropped this.”

“You look lost. Need some help?”

“I don’t usually talk to strangers, but…”

“You’re sitting in my spot.”

“Whoa! Careful!”

“We’ve never met, right? You seem familiar.”

“Is that seat taken?”

“Sorry, I think I just spilled something on you.”

“You’re blocking the doorway.”

“Were you just staring at me?”

“Excuse me, do you know the time?”

“Wait — are you the person I’m supposed to meet?”

“I’ve been sent to find you.”

“Please don’t be alarmed, but I think we have the same bag.”

“Do you work here?”

“I’m fairly certain that’s mine.”

“You’ve got something on your face.”

“Sorry, I thought you were someone else.”

“Do you know the way to ___?”

“You’re hurt. Do you need help?”

“That’s a fine ___ (cloak/hat/book/etc.). Where did you get it?”

“This might sound strange, but can I hide behind you for a moment?”

“You look like you could use a friend.”

“I think your dog just stole my lunch.”

“Hey, you dropped your coin purse.”

“I think we’re stuck in here together.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear, but…”

“Are you the new neighbor?”

“First time in town?”

“I’m not sure if this belongs to you, but…”

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I’ve been hearing a lot about you.”

“Do you mind if I join you?”

“I think you’re in the wrong place.”

“You seem… out of place.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but are you following me?”

“That was a close call.”

“Not to alarm you, but someone’s watching you.”

“Mind if I walk with you?”

“You look like you’re in trouble.”

“Was that your doing back there?”

“You don’t look like you’re from around here.”

“That was impressive. How’d you manage it?”

“I’m guessing you’re not here by accident.”

“Do I want to know what just happened?”

“You might want to keep your voice down.”

“Is it always this strange around here?”

“I have a feeling we’re about to become acquainted whether we like it or not.”

“Looks like we’re in this together now.”

[neongrime]

Sami had been planning on just ignoring him the way he always does ( or tries to ) when he gets like this. Fresh off of the shower, munching on some vending machine 3PM breakfast, he digs through a pile of shirts in the closet trying to find a clean one. Some post-post-post punk trashy techno band playing on the speakers to a deafening volume, trying to drown out the rockerboy no doubt. Could’ve go on ignoring him, except— no one like the guy in your head to know where to strike to hit a nerve, uh?

“Watch it.” He tenses up, a white knuckle grip on a shirt like he’s thinking to throw it at him, or drop it so he can punch him in the face. If either could even work is doubtful, but wouldn’t be the kind of thing to stop him from trying.

For a long pause he stands there, hot air flaring through his nose like an angry bull seeing red. Nevevr had much control of that temper, much less these days. But then he just huffs, putting on the shirt and dropping on the couch, already scanning the coffee table for something, anything really.

“How that thing goes—? El burro hablando de orejas or some shit.” snatches a plastic inhaler from the table and takes a deep puff, hoping it at least takes the edge off his headache. “You’re the fuckin’ terrorist donkey Johnny.”

[8lackdog]

THE  SOLO  DIDN'T  NEED  THE  VISUAL  QUEUES  .       he  felt  the  boiling  anger  and  the  churning  storm  within  ,  they  shared  a  brain  ,  shared  a  connection  far  superior  to  any  port  .  almost  a  mirror  ,  fist  feeling  as  tight  as  the  body  ,  nerve  ending  fuelled  by  adrenaline  .  a  burning  sort  of  feeling  of  intensity  despite  not  doing  so  in  construct  .  he  wasn't  going  to  put  much  thought  in  the  vile  feeling  it  gave  him  ,  the  complete  body  horror  of  it  .

"  finished  ignoring  me  then  ?  get  your  attention  ?  "       a  slit  second  his  dissipated  ,  moved  from  one  corner  of  the  room  to  the  couch  ,  where  he  sat  on  the  backrest  .  elbows  on  thighs  ,  hands  entwined  with  each  other  ,  soothing  the  muscle  that  wasn't  his  own  .

looking  down  at  the  merc  ,  he  seemed  exactly  like  he  thought  from  the  beginning  ;  just  a  kid  chucked  in  a  sitch  that  he  couldn't  control  ,  head  in  the  sand  and  knee  deep  in  the  shit  spilled  by  arasaka  .

"  carrot  and  stick  .  "       out  of  context  statement  ,  something  to  prove  a  point  or  a  hard  pill  to  swallow  .       "  you  spur  the  donkey  with  the  carrot  or  the  stick  ?  so  which  is  it  ?  arasaka  took  the  stick  and  shoved  it  where  the  sun  don't  shine  ,  so  i  proverbially  pulled  it  out  their  own  butthole  and  shoved  a  nuke  in  there  instead  .  "

"  already  said  i  don't  want  you  dead  ,  so  gimme  a  carrot  ,  scout  .  "

[5urvive]

a psychologists, a specialist, a hypnotist, ( ME ! ME ! HOW ABOUT ME ! ) the entire world was filled with people who he should have been talking to, as anyone would have been better than no one at all ; a human-shaped wall to bounce thoughts off of. some way to vent. someone whose only job was to say you aren't crazy, i'm here to help. but fuck ... he'd probably run them off, too. no matter the professional obligation or payday promised at the end of the road, if someone were to actively fight against the help they were attempting to receive, that very same help would be gone sooner rather than later, having given up to save themselves a lot of hurt and wasted time.

as luck would have it the less than pleasant exchange had them both fine with the concept of no longer looking each other in the eye, and with gaze averted rogue would reach for the offered cigarette with practiced ease ─── not knowing where it was in a technical sense, not even being sure that he'd offered one at all in fact ─ but she knew where it would be because it was, of course, exactly where it always was. the promise of a painful future, one more sickness to share when they were old & grey & still making a mess of it all.

inhale, ᵉˣʰᵃˡᵉ ... inhale, ᵉˣʰᵃˡᵉ ... inhale ... and a cough as exhale was marred with near laughter, more amused than it was bitter, though bitter wasn't entirely out of the question. he really went all in when trying to be normal. " oh, my day was GREAT - thank you SO much fo r asking. and how was your day, light of my life ? "

[8lackdog]

A  BROKEN  DOWN  TIN  SOLDIER  ,        a  forlorn  fool  and  a  meat  head  .  machinery  constantly  oiled  ,  but  always  rusted  ,  squeaking  and  leaking  with  every  movement  .  a  three  legged  dog  ,  too  old  and  too  messed  up  to  love  ,  that  bites  the  hand  that  feeds  and  doesn't  regret  it  .  carnal  and  blood  thirsty  ,  tired  ;  so  fucking  tired  .

chest  bare  and  vulnerable  ,  handing  the  beating  heart  over  ?  not  his  style  .  but  he  will  happily  sit  here  and  spit  through  his  teeth  the  false  words  she  wanted  to  hear  .  banging  head  against  concrete  ,  attempting  to  cool  down  the  boiling  blood  in  his  veins  from  his  episode  .  listening  to  those  ramblings  with  little  intent  ,  a  sniff  through  his  nostrils  ,  audible  ,  but  short  .  eyes  still  tracked  on  the  skyline  of  the  city  he  enraged  .

sycophant  ,  swallow  and  hold  silence  .  just  long  enough  .       "  well  ,  darling  .  "       inhale  .       "  today  i  lost  my  shit  on  some  guy  attempting  to  steal  my  porsche  when  i  wasn't  in  the  mood  ,  then  i  parked  it  somewhere  else  to  keep  my  patience  from  being  tested  ,  so  walked  here  and  took  in  the  beautiful  sight  of  a  junkie  skezzed  outta  his  mind  overdosing  .  then  proceeded  to  be  bombarded  with  adds  about  a  new  libido  pill  on  my  phone  all  the  while  smelling  the  proverbial  roses  of  the  exhaust  and  blood  aroma  of  the  city  streets  .  "

[8lackdog]

i've been working on prints for the store , so to make up for lost time , have johnny print wip .

[8lackdog]

DATA  STORED  IN  A  CHIP  ,         leaking  out  into  the  mind  of  a  the  singular  most  foolish  of  men  on  the  hill  of  night  city  .  chaos  was  the  conquest  of  such  vermin  who  ran  the  streets  ,  wrecking  balls  of  damage  and  of  various  capabilities  .  and  with  stupid  actions  comes  stupider  mouths  .

                                       SUNDAY PICKUP LINES           @neongrime :     “  are  you  siri  ?  because  you  autocomplete  me  .  ”                sami - just bc calling him siri is fuckin diabolic in context dgdhdb 

the  wrecking  ball  comes  in  ,  swings  ,  misses  miserably  and  ruins  everything  .

"  jesus  ,  v  .  "         a  palm  to  the  non  existence  of  his  face  ,  better  than  the  gun  he  wished  to  place  to  the  temple  of  his  constructed  visage  .  a  reminder  to  overwrite  the  frontal  lobe  in  their  journeys  ,  if  he  could  control  the  relic  .  he'd  rather  be  smashed  by  the  boogeyman  over  and  over  than  find  that  funny  .

"  please  shoot  us  -----  right  now  -----  in  the  face  .  "

[feywild-west]

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘  𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊-𝐔𝐏  𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒  // assorted .  a  bunch  of  pick-up  lines  teetering  on  the  edge  of  cringe  ,  for  your  pleasure  ,  or  displeasure  . 

“  i'd  like  to  take  you  to  the  movies  but  they  don't  let  you  bring  your  own  snacks  in   .  ” 

“  no  pen  ,  no  paper  but  you  still  draw  my  attention  .  ” 

“  aren't  you  worried  about  global  warming  ?  because  you're  making  it  hot  in  here  .  ” 

“  do  you  have  a  pet  ?  because  seeing  you  has  given  me  a  whole  new  leash  on  life  .  ” 

“  is  there  an  airport  nearby  or  is  that  my  heart  taking  off  ?  ”

“  are  you  tired  ?  you've  been  running  through  my  mind  all  day  .  ” 

“  what's  your  favorite  drink  ?  i'm  asking  so  i  know  what  to  buy  you  when  we  go  on  our  first  date  .  ” 

“  there's  something  wrong  with  my  phone  ,  it  doesn't  have  your  number  in  it  .  ” 

“you  look  so  familiar…did  we  have  class  together  ?  i  could've  sworn  we  had  chemistry  .  ”

“  what  is  it  like  to  be  the  most  gorgeous  person  in  this  room  ?  ”

“  if  you  were  words  on  a  page  ,  you'd  be  fine  print  .  ”

“  you  must  be  a  talented  thief  because  you  managed  to  steal  my  heart  from  all  the  way  over  here  .  ” 

“  are  you  an  artist  ?  you're  really  good  at  drawing  me  in  .  ”

“  angels  should  be  in  heaven  .   how'd  you  escape  ?  ”

“  if  you  and  i  were  socks  ,  we'd  make  a  great  pair  .  ”

“  i'm  learning  about  important  dates  in  history  ,  wanna  be  one  of  them  ?  ”

“  they  say  dating  is  a  numbers  game  ,  so  can  i  get  yours  ?  ”

“  when  i  text  you  good  morning  tomorrow  ,  what  number  should  i  text  ?  ”

“  are  you  siri  ?  because  you  autocomplete  me  .  ”

“  hey  ,  how  was  heaven  when  you  left  it  ?  ”

“  well  ,  here  i  am  .   what  are  your  other  two  wishes  ?  ”

“  i  didn't  even  have  to  run  to  catch  these  butterflies  .  ”

“  are  you  a  charger  ?  because  i'm  dying  without  you  .  ”

“  i'm  not  even  playing  cards  but  somehow  i  pulled  a  queen  .  ”

“  this  must  be  a  museum  because  you're  a  work  of  art  .  ”

“  all  the  good  pick  up  lines  are  taken  but  you  aren't  .  ”

“  you  must  be  a  dog  person  because  you  look  fetching  .  ”

“  i  think  there's  something  wrong  with  my  phone  .   could  you  call  it  and  see  if  it  works  ?  ”

“  did  the  sun  come  out  ,  or  did  you  just  smile  at  me  ?  ”

“  would  you  mind  giving  me  a  pinch  ?  you're  so  cute  ,  i  must  be  dreaming  .  ”

“  i'm  lost  .   can  you  give  me  directions  to  your  heart  ?  ”

“  excuse  me  while  i  delete  my  dating  apps  .  ”

“  if  you  were  a  triangle  you'd  be  acute  one  .  ”

“  i'm  not  a  photographer  but  i  can  picture  you  and  me  together  .  ”

“  are  you  a  loan  ?  you've  got  my  interest  .  ”

“  are  you  a  magician  ?  because  when  i  look  at  you  ,  everyone  else  disappears  .  ”

“  did  you  invent  the  airplane  ?  because  you're  clearly  mr  .   wright  .  ”

“  is  your  dad  a  boxer  ?  because  you're  a  knockout  !  ”

“  how  can  i  plan  our  wedding  without  having  your  number  ?  ”

“  are  you  a  keyboard  ?  because  you  might  just  be  my  type  .  ”

“  you  know  ,  i'm  actually  terrible  at  flirting  .   how  about  you  try  to  pick  me  up  instead  ?  ”

“  are  you  wifi  ?  because  i  feel  a  connection  .  ”

[notahorseindisguise]

a lot of things seem to happen to the guy whos body i happen to be observing through its own eyes although from afar

[8lackdog]

“happy birthday, Johnny. I’d get you a gift, but what do you give a terrorist ghost who already thinks he’s god’s present to humanity?”

“  Hmmm  -----  let  me  think  ----  A  WAY  OUT  ?  " 

[8lackdog]

i missed johnny birthday because i forgot what day it was ( thought today was the 16th ) , how tf could i ....... tbh thats how johnny does it .

[8lackdog]

@swarmcall

Lands on his finger like a gay little butterfly ( in gay little wildshape ) . He is now S U N B A T H I N G .

attempts  to  swat  it  away  at  first  ,        then  settles  ,  staring  at  the  little  thing  .       (  he  hasn't  seen  a  butterfly  this  up  close  since  before  the  hells  and  the  nostalgia  took  hold  ,  then  the  hate  of  missed  years  ,  of  2  deaths  .  )       he  lines  up  his  on  good  hand  as  if  he  was  to  grab  him  .  waiting  for  a  few  seconds  to  stealthily  ------

                                                                       SWAT  HIM  AWAY