Gunsling'n Deviant

"Hello visitor! My name is Mimmi - and this little guy here is Wolfers. I'm a bounty hunter of the gunsling'n type...er I mean I was...I guess I still am? If I had some bullets it would certainly make hunting easier! I suppose a rope will do for now...Er- I've started rambling again have I? What were we talking about..?" Independant OC multiverse/fandom friendly art ask-blog. Currently resides in the Don't Starve fandom. Health: 125/125 Sanity: 125/125 Hunger: 150/150 M!A: None

[ask-mimmi]

Thank god for Touch Stones

[ask-mimmi]

"Oh golly! That's a mighty fine, er... blob you got there! Is that a toy? Of the, ahh... bouncing ball variety? ... it is a toy, right?"

Mimmi looked up from weaving together a fresh piece of rope. Intrigued by the newcomer, she tied her straw pieces together to pause her progress and pick up later, “If he is a toy, he sure is an interesting one.” 

Wolfers rolled towards the girl, stopping right in front of her. The ball of fur sat there quietly, inspecting the newcomer before wagging his tail approvingly. 

"Looks like Wolfer’s likes ya. And a friend of Wolfer’s is a friend of mine. The name’s Mimmi, what’s yours?" Mimmi asked, extending her hand out for a shake. 

[ask-mimmi]

Mimmi thought for a moment before nodding, “Yeah, I definitely like the heat more. Nothing beats laying out and soaking up the sun! It’s good to know it snows here…An Island that snows? It feels so tropical here though…Weird, huh?” 

Living the nomad life, that intrigued Mimmi. What she’s seen so far of the Island seemed giving enough. She felt so comfortable nearby Beefalo, though she couldn’t really justify why. “Wandering about..? That sounds risky! Don’t you get scared you wont find food? I mean…Do you not have a built base because you need anything? I have tons of manure, the beefalo just dumps it all over the place -  plus I found out it’s good for farms.” 

[glasseyedtoymaker]

"Oh gosh, yeah!  Winter is the worst here, let me tell you!  It’s cold and there’s ice and biting wind, and there’s hounds that try and turn you into a human icicle!  It’s hard to stay warm, and there’s not much to eat, and it’s just horrible!”

When asked about why she liked to wander around, Wanda gave the lady a sheepish smile, idly rubbing at the sleeve of her jacket.  ”Well…I’m looking for my grandpa.  He crashed with me on this island too!  I’ve been looking for him for awhile now, but no sight….say, you haven’t seen an elderly gent on here, have you?  Great burly mustache, helmet with goggles, and a great booming voice?”

[ask-mimmi]

Mimmi racked her brain trying the answer the question...She's met a robot, a girl with wings, a monster man, but not an older man with a great mustache. Mimmi shook her head sadly, "Nah, haven't seen anyone who's matched that description. If I do, I can give 'em a message and point them in the right direction. Er...But if you're wandering is there a right direction?"

[ask-mimmi]

Lyza: *peeks down into small cavern* "Can you hear me?" D8

She wasn’t sure how it happened, but she wasn’t surprised either. It had been a while, but not too long that the dust hadn’t settled, since her boot snagged onto a loose rock and sent her tumbling down the rocky cavern. Coughing to try to clear her dry throat, Mimmi weakly called out, “Hello! I’m down here…I’ve fallen and I can’t get up!” 

[lyzaadrieux]

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"I have this… Med-X stuff. It should help with the pain." Lyza reached in his bag, frantically searching for the syringe. He was planning on selling it to a doctor but this was a much better cause. It’s been a while since he’s seen such a bad break. It made him cringe.

"H-here! I’ll uh… I’ll… We need a sling for that, don’t we?" He pointed to the girl’s arm. "Okay. I can do that too. Are your legs okay? You didn’t break anything else, right? I mean, I’m okay with the first-aid kind of stuff but multiple bone breaks sounds like more than first aid stuff and I-I… I um." He snapped his mouth shout, realizing he was starting to ramble. He gave the girl a nervous grin and started to dig in his bag again, coming over to crouch next to her. He handed her the Med-X and pulled out a t-shirt to make a sling. 

"Hey… uh… Did I tell you my name? I guess I should so this isn’t, you know. Too weird." He chuckled. 

"I’m Lyza. What’s your name?"

[ask-mimmi]

"P-Perfect.." She forced a smile, reaching out for the painkiller. Gulping, she pushed the needle into a vein and emptied the syringe. Mimmi listened and focused on Lyza’s rambling as she waited for the painkiller to work its magic, nodding and shaking her head at his questions. Then she felt all the pain wash way, and only a dull throbbing where her broken arm was. 

Sighing as her wits came back she looked up at Lyza holding a t-shirt, “Lyza…Nice to meet you. You can call me Mimmi…Erm…Legs and everything else is okay - probably just a couple of scratches. That sling looks reaaally good though.” She nodded towards the t-shirt weakly. 

"Just curious…But do people usually go poking around this cave often? I have a feeling people don’t do that, it doesn’t seem like the friendly type." She tried to keep a conversation going to keep her mind off her arm and to fight off the oncoming wave of exhaustion she felt creeping up on her. "You know what’s really friendly? Beds. Beds are really friendly…" 

[lyzaadrieux]

"Beds are definitely of the friendly type of thing." Lyza smiled. "Um. I don’t think we’ll be climbing out. Not with your arm like that…" He looked around the cave. It didn’t look like a big one. Maybe they could just walk out.

"But yeah. Yeah, lets get you out of here and back to a friendly bed." He added with a laugh. He offered his hand to help her stand up.

[ask-mimmi]

Mimmi grabbed onto Lyza's hand and pulled herself up, leaning against him while she steadied herself. She was careful not to bump or move her broken arm, and extra careful not to look at it, all the while rambling about anything that came to mind. "When we get outta here, I owe ya big time..." She commented while moving towards the other end of the cave, away from the rocky entrance. "This is the only other way, lets keep our toes crossed it leads to an exit..."

[ask-mimmi]

Max sniffed around the survivor's camp, wondering what to destroy first...~maxwell-clops

Mimmi couldn’t believe her eyes, another person who was part animal! She ran up to the stranger and shouted in excitement, “Hi! Hello there!” Wolfers opted to stay behind, resting behind the newly built chest box. 

[ask-mimmi]

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"Destroy my camp?" She asked, furrowing her brows and tilting her head. She looked about at her bare base and back at the stranger, "There’s really nothing here to destroy."

Pointing to a particularly large pile covered with dried grass and canvas she sneered, “That’s probably the most valuable thing I’ve got.” 

[maximusclops-archived-blog]

Max frowned, diasppointed; did no one have a camp worthy of destroying. He inspected the strange item, sniffing it curiously, “What is it?”

[ask-mimmi]

Mimmi's ear twitched enthusiastically, "It's my light source...I don't have any woods nearby to chop trees for fire, so I have to make due with dry grass and this alternative I found...I don't know what I'd do without it," She hammed up her act, making her eyes water as she feigned fear. "Last time I got stuck in the dark, I could have sworn something was breathing down my neck..."

[professorsycam0re-archive-deact]

“Hey, you're Lumiose City's resident Pokemon Professor, right?” the teen asked quite rudely. She had an impatient look on her face that made her look upset - and the scratches on her arms and legs didn't help her disposition either.

"I am," the professor replied. "Is there something that I can help you with? Like maybe I could get you some band-aids or something."

[ask-mimmi]

The Growlithe opened its mouth and panted, the sides of its mouth curling up in what looked to be a smile. Mimmi poked his tongue, watching the Growlithe retract it back into his mouth annoyed before sweeping his tongue across her face. Mimmi yelped out a loud laugh before nodding, “Yeah, I like this guy! He’s perfect.” 

[professorsycam0re-archive-deact]

"Alright then. You can give him a name if you want," the professor said as he went to go get her a Poke ball for the Pokemon. "I’ll go ahead and get you the necessary items for it."

[ask-mimmi]

"Hmm...A name..." The rookie trainer thought hard about what to name her very first pokemon. Snorting, the Growlithe sat patiently waiting a moment before woofing sheepishly. Mimmi's eyes widened with inspiration, "Woofers! Your name is Woofers." She sat petting the fire pokemon, waiting for the Professor to come back.

[ask-mimmi]

[thesoullessautomaton]

He smiled smugly at his revenge on the fleshling and then replied, ” MANURE HAS MANY USES BEYOND THE PURPOSE YOU STATED.”

" ALTHOUGH CREATING A STENCH BOMB MIGHT NOT BE A BAD IDEA EITHER…" He...

[ask-mimmi]

Hogtied [ Closed RP with TheSoullessAutomaton]

[ask-mimmi]

Mimmi pointed over to a bucket of dark stuff, a flurry of flies swarming around it. She had made sure to keep this bucket separate from the beefalo manure she would collect. It was slightly more putrid than the other manure and suggested a diet outside of dry grass.

"This one's a special blend, much different from the beefalo around here. It is a bit smelly, but that just means it's twice as powerful!" She boasted, flexing her right arm for emphasis. To be honest, she wasn't sure how she was going to get rid of her waste, but if this robot was into smelly piles she had a bucket full for him to take.

[ask-mimmi]

BACK! And all caught up on RPs :3333 Ill be Q'n them up so no one's dash is flooded with Mimmi posts.

[ask-mimmi]

Mimmi dies! Under the cut...

Poor Mimmi didn't quite understand why her stomach wouldn't stop grumbling. She knew she had eaten enough to keep her full for weeks - but her stomach still felt empty. It started as disbelief, perhaps a trick from the island? In an hour or so maybe she'll feel the food in her stomach. But when the hunger stayed her disbelief quickly leaped to fear and confusion. 

Not only were her stores of food gone, but she was still hungry. Frantic, Mimmi departed from her camp and ate anything in her path. It didn't do her any good, she wasn't just hungry anymore, she was starving. 

It wasn't long until she started seeing pitch black rabbits scurrying across the land. Thin long tendrils poked out of the ground and waved innocuously at her as she wandered the land - when a familiar face manifested a ways away from Mimmi.

She had always written them off as hallucinations, but this terror break seemed more solid and faster that usual. Before she knew it Mimmi was knocked down to the ground, a thick stalk of the shadow jutting from her stomach. 

Poor Mimmi didn't quite understand why blood stained and seeped through her corset, but at least she wasn't hungry anymore. 

[vasselheims-archive]

warning

do not, i repeat, do not

think about your favorite character’s face when they orgasm, especially after an agonizingly slow build of teasing and foreplay that lasts for hours

don’t imagine the relief in their eyes right before they close them

don’t imagine the sounds of their ecstasy as they finally hit that sweet spot

don’t imagine every line and muscle in their body tense and arching as they ride the aftershocks

don’t imagine the way they sag and pant and smile afterward, drawing their partner close to their sweat-slicked body

just don’t do that to yourself

[professorsycam0re-archive-deact]

“Hey, you're Lumiose City's resident Pokemon Professor, right?” the teen asked quite rudely. She had an impatient look on her face that made her look upset - and the scratches on her arms and legs didn't help her disposition either.

"I am," the professor replied. "Is there something that I can help you with? Like maybe I could get you some band-aids or something."

[ask-mimmi]

Mimmi ran straight for the Growlithe and reached out the pat it, “What’s this one’s name? He’s so cute!” She ran her fingers through the dog’s coarse fur and scratched behind it’s ear. “His black stripes are so cool!” 

[professorsycam0re-archive-deact]

"That’s a Growlithe," he replied walking over towards the other three Pokemon. "If that’s the one you want, then just let me go get you a Poke ball for it and a Pokedex."

[ask-mimmi]

The Growlithe opened its mouth and panted, the sides of its mouth curling up in what looked to be a smile. Mimmi poked his tongue, watching the Growlithe retract it back into his mouth annoyed before sweeping his tongue across her face. Mimmi yelped out a loud laugh before nodding, "Yeah, I like this guy! He's perfect." 

[ask-mimmi]

Pokémon X and Y OST - Laverre City via YouTube. 

Never checked out Laverre city's theme song - but this pretty much sounds appropriate for Mimmi's character! 

[ask-mimmi]

Max sniffed around the survivor's camp, wondering what to destroy first...~maxwell-clops

Mimmi couldn’t believe her eyes, another person who was part animal! She ran up to the stranger and shouted in excitement, “Hi! Hello there!” Wolfers opted to stay behind, resting behind the newly built chest box. 

[ask-mimmi]

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She pointed to her forehead and complimented, “I like your horns. So you went with Deer? My grandma picked Deer when it was her turn too.” Mimmi flicked her ears playfully, “I picked Kangaroo. Only my ears grew in though, so most people mistake me for a dog or a cat.” She rolled her eyes annoyed. 

[maximusclops-archived-blog]

Max had absolutely no idea what she was talking about and didn’t hesitate to tell her as much, “No idea what you’re talking about; I’m just half Deerclops, half-survivor. I’m actually here to destroy your camp!”

[ask-mimmi]

"Destroy my camp?" She asked, furrowing her brows and tilting her head. She looked about at her bare base and back at the stranger, "There's really nothing here to destroy."

Pointing to a particularly large pile covered with dried grass and canvas she sneered, "That's probably the most valuable thing I've got." 

[ask-mimmi]

Max sniffed around the survivor's camp, wondering what to destroy first...~maxwell-clops

Mimmi couldn’t believe her eyes, another person who was part animal! She ran up to the stranger and shouted in excitement, “Hi! Hello there!” Wolfers opted to stay behind, resting behind the newly built chest box. 

[maximusclops-archived-blog]

Max paused, surprised to hear the survivor’s voice; it was one he wasn’t familiar with… How had he not noticed her? It was only polite to reply, he supposed;

"Uh hello."

[ask-mimmi]

She pointed to her forehead and complimented, "I like your horns. So you went with Deer? My grandma picked Deer when it was her turn too." Mimmi flicked her ears playfully, "I picked Kangaroo. Only my ears grew in though, so most people mistake me for a dog or a cat." She rolled her eyes annoyed. 

[ask-mimmi]

Max sniffed around the survivor's camp, wondering what to destroy first...~maxwell-clops

Mimmi couldn't believe her eyes, another person who was part animal! She ran up to the stranger and shouted in excitement, "Hi! Hello there!" Wolfers opted to stay behind, resting behind the newly built chest box. 

[ask-mimmi]

Hungry Like the Wolf Open RP

Mimmi's clutched her mid-drift as her stomach growled loudly. As if the anxiety of not having food was bad enough, Mimmi was somehow plagued with a persistent hunger. Wolfers also seemed to have been effected, and had to drag him away from trying to take a bite out of the smaller beefalo. 

The two wandered the Island, picking every berry bush and pulling up random carrots in sight. 

[professorsycam0re-archive-deact]

“Hey, you're Lumiose City's resident Pokemon Professor, right?” the teen asked quite rudely. She had an impatient look on her face that made her look upset - and the scratches on her arms and legs didn't help her disposition either.

"I am," the professor replied. "Is there something that I can help you with? Like maybe I could get you some band-aids or something."

[ask-mimmi]

My own Pokemon… Excited and eager to meet her new partner, she quickly bandaged up her cuts and looked up at the Professor, “Okay I’m ready, can I pick any pokemon?” 

[professorsycam0re-archive-deact]

"Well normally you get to pick out of a group of three, but I think I’ll add one more for you to choose from," he said before calling the Pokemon into the room. The first ones to arrive was a Fennekin and a Chespin while a Froakie and a Growlthe followed in shortly.

"There you go. The last one is kind of temporary until we can find a good home or a trainer to give it to," he explained.

[ask-mimmi]

Mimmi ran straight for the Growlithe and reached out the pat it, "What's this one's name? He's so cute!" She ran her fingers through the dog's coarse fur and scratched behind it's ear. "His black stripes are so cool!" 

[ask-mimmi]

"Oh golly! That's a mighty fine, er... blob you got there! Is that a toy? Of the, ahh... bouncing ball variety? ... it is a toy, right?"

Mimmi looked up from weaving together a fresh piece of rope. Intrigued by the newcomer, she tied her straw pieces together to pause her progress and pick up later, “If he is a toy, he sure is an interesting one.” 

Wolfers rolled towards the girl, stopping right in front of her. The ball of fur sat there quietly, inspecting the newcomer before wagging his tail approvingly. 

"Looks like Wolfer’s likes ya. And a friend of Wolfer’s is a friend of mine. The name’s Mimmi, what’s yours?" Mimmi asked, extending her hand out for a shake. 

[glasseyedtoymaker]

"Oh gosh, let’s see…"  Wanda ran a hand through her mess of hair, bringing her hand back to give a good scratch at the back of her neck.  How long had it been, really?  "Oopf…seven months?  Eight?  It was snowing when I came here…I’d much rather take the heat than the cold, I’ll tell you that!"

At being asked more questions, the young woman’s fave perked up.  More questions!  This was grand, she was able to be useful for once!

"Really, don’t worry about your camp!  As long as you have food and a fire, you’re golden.  I still barely have done much to mine, as I’m always out, wandering about!  And hmm….advice….don’t mess with the tallbirds.  They look delicious, but they’re mean little beasties, I tell you!  Also don’t insult Maxwell’s nose.  I found that out the hard way, eheh…"

[ask-mimmi]

Mimmi thought for a moment before nodding, "Yeah, I definitely like the heat more. Nothing beats laying out and soaking up the sun! It's good to know it snows here...An Island that snows? It feels so tropical here though...Weird, huh?" 

Living the nomad life, that intrigued Mimmi. What she's seen so far of the Island seemed giving enough. She felt so comfortable nearby Beefalo, though she couldn't really justify why. "Wandering about..? That sounds risky! Don't you get scared you wont find food? I mean...Do you not have a built base because you need anything? I have tons of manure, the beefalo just dumps it all over the place -  plus I found out it's good for farms."