Babe With The Taser

But you can just call me Darcy [Closed RP tumblr for Marvel Zombies RP group. See tagged #dippys bio for more character info.]

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ooc

I don't know when or if im coming back honestly. i have nothing to contribute right now, i can just barely manage the basics of self care lately. rp holds no importance or entertainment. sorry for disappointing anyone

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[anddibsonthejeep]

Warm up sketch. Darcy wearing a ‘The Darcys’ shirt and looking hella cool. I’m fan.

[mrfearlessriot]

Kat Dennings as Max Black

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[pajamaben]

Rules for meeting a dog:

1) be cool

2) pet it

3) do not steal it

4) stop running from the owner

5) put it down

6) this isn’t worth jail time

[aspidersurvivor]

Weaving Spider - Open

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aspidersurvivor:

“I am enhanced, I would be fine.  Survived to get here on my own didn’t I?”  He lifted his eyebrows at her before reaching to tug down his left sleeve best he could.  He wondered if she would put together the whole sticky hands thing with his alter ego or not.  He kinda just liked being Peter.

“Usually I get called persistent pain in the ass, I’ll take gumption.”  He gave her a smile.   Peter appreciated that she didn’t dig for more.  Most people so far respected his space.   Bobbi needed details, but only to try and work on a cure.  Not just for the sake of curiosity.  “Hey you made it here so I’d say you have it too.  Plus you know, being Darcy Lewis the awesome.”

“Enhanced enschmanched, unless you’re secretly Jack Harkness you’re still vulnerable to others with a serious case of the munchies. So still I maintain....badass.” She gave a soft scoff, shrugging off his own like compliment. “Sheer luck, it’s the Irish in me. Ninety percent sure I used it all up this one go though. Seriously a little jealous I didn’t score in the superhero or mutant department, nothing like zombies to make you hyper aware of your own lame mortality and lack of...usefulness...”

There was a little slip of their hands as their steps jostled the awkward hold and Darcy glanced down, flexing her fingers and giving a firmer tug. “A-ha!” A little resistance but their limbs finally parted and she raised her hand to give fingers a victory wiggle. “Saved from the awkward moment one of us has to go to the bathroom.”

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Second Chances

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captainiftheykillyouwalkitoff:

“Yeah I know what meme’s are. I’m kinda glad that’s over.” He shook his head, smiling despite himself. 

The smile slip off his face when she turned serious. He may not have known her well but what he did know was that she wasn’t a serious person at all and as she spoke he realised whoever she was talking about was definitely important to her. 

He loosed a hard breath when she said his name. frowning hard. 

“Wait you’ve seen Bucky?” He said, slowing her down to backtrack. “Bucky, my Bucky, is your stick up his ass friend?” He cleared his throat, not knowing how to comfort her and process that information at the same time. 

“I uh… I… I need a minute…” he said, standing to pace the room. 

How could he be alive and so close. Had Steve missed him as well!?

“I mean....you probably know a different version than I do but...” Darcy cleared her throat, swallowed her own emotions down, eyes tracking his movements with hands half covering her face. “Yeah, same guy.”

Silence fell again, allowing him to have his minute to process the bombshell just dropped on him. “He was himself. Not...y’know...I think he struggles with it sometimes though. There were good days, and some not so good days. I know one of the reasons why he wanted to come here was because of you. But he’d probably deny that six ways to Sunday, the mule. He’s not so keen on the...emotional conversations, really...but you guys are best friends. That’s still there.”

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Clouded Leopard Cub. [video]

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2 Broke Girls | S05E21 | And the Ten Inches

[lil-sebastian-17]

This is why you don’t let Darcy use Wade’s katanas

[captainevans]

I think it’s important for people to know that it’s okay to feel like you’re not better as long as you keep trying.

[notjustadudewithabow]

Coffee

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notjustadudewithabow:

Clint scowled for a moment holding his coffee mug close.   Taking in her look, he conceded with a sigh.   “Fine but you owe me Sparky.”   With a grumble he headed into the kitchen  to grab her a mug and pour her a cup from what was left in the pot.   He figured she wouldn’t complain too much about it being the bottom of the pot.   

In this stage of things coffee was coffee was coffee.  That sweet nectar of awakeness and other good things.   “Also, we will make your liver weep later on.”

His scowl was met with wide puppy dog eyes and just the tiniest hints of a pitiful pout. Yeah, she went there. No shame in pulling that card either. Especially since it worked, and with a little bounce in her step and a look of satisfaction Darcy followed after him.

“Do you know how long it’s been...” Her hands paused in sign when the mug of her own coffee was in her possession, as did words so she could savor a sip. And even then she refused to release it, resorting to one handed signing, a sort of pidgin ASL and spoken. “...Like, I’m probably a light weight now. Two beers and I’ll be drooling on your lap.”

Nope.

”Bed.”

Still no.

“The floor.” Better. “That’s not how I want to be remembered, Barton.”

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The Likes Of You Again

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undeadpoolman:

“Right? But you know how it goes with him. Just fixing the problem would be too easy for Cable. Humanity has to pull its own ass out of the gutter or something, he’s just gonna stop an obstacle or two from getting in the way.”

His stomach growled. Shit. Even with half a sandwich down, he wasn’t any closer to relieving the hunger pains.

He could eat. But that required taking the mask off. Shit.

“At least you know your buddy was alive up to a certain point. And if he is as tough as you say, he’s probably on his way, or here.”

He offered a small shrug. “Maybe I know him! I get stuck on guard duty a lot. I see a lot of new people walking through. What’s his name?”

“What’s the freakin’ point of all those abilities if you’re gonna just get all stingy with ‘em.” Even the zombie apocalypse couldn’t make ramen noodles taste good, no matter how hungry one was. Of course, college days and being broke probably didn’t help. Cheap noodles had been a staple and she’d burned out on them.

The rumble from Wade’s stomach was just loud enough to reach her ears and Darcy huffed a short sigh, pushing away from where she stood to turn her back to him. “Better?” And between the lines was an unspoken ‘eat your damn sandwich.’ “James. He’s not here though. Already checked. Idiot probably did what I should’ve and tried looking for me. But...anyways...”

She needed a subject change before she started to dwell again and got in a mood. She’d refrained from crying so far, she sure as shit wasn’t about to start now. Not in front of Wade. Things were borderline awkward enough already. “What’s the deal around here?”

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New Kid In Town

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thecalmesttempest:

Ororo just chuckled as Darcy blurted out her answer.  “I’m very pleased to meet you, Darcy.  You’re a recent arrival, aren’t you?”  She thought she recognised the name from the weekly report not long ago.

“There are a few of us in charge here, I make sure everyone has what they need.  Other people take care of the more structural things.  You can compliment Tony for the set up, I’m sure he’ll appreciate the praise.”  She said with a good-natured smile.  There was a table and chairs as well as a sofa in the room, she gestured between them that Darcy should choose between the two to make herself comfortable.  “Is there something specific you wanted to see me for today, Darcy?”

The question of Darcy’s status here wasn’t one that really needed verbal answering but she gave a nod and a hum of confirmation of the obvious anyways, glancing the direction Storm gestured towards chairs and couch. “I really doubt that man’s ego needs any more stroking.” The words were light, meant with humor, as she opted for the comfort of soft couch cushions though she didn’t get too settled in.

“I’m noticing a trend here. Everyone is doing something. And I’m...mooching.” Or so it felt. Too idle after being on the go for so long. “Going stir crazy. I’d like to go back out soon but...in the meantime, I want to help. I’m not some cool superhero or mutant but I’m not totally inept either.”

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OOC

Little hiatus because I pretty much just hate writing lately so. Figuring out what my next move is