Bermuda

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Finally, someone to talk to. “Glad you meet with me,” said Marcus, as he leaned against a wall. “I’m Marcus Freeman, I’m new around here. Was hoping you can help me find someone.”

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Roger nodded. “Salutations Marcus.” He said keeping his distance, and his sunglasses on. “Who are you looking for. If possible could you provide a picture?”

Marcus took out a small, silver pocket watch. “Can’t say I have a picture,” said Marcus as he opens and folds the pocket on a beat, without actually looking at its face. “One is about 8 feet tall, another is very hairy and looks like a wolf, and the third is most likely swearing like a sailor. They aren’t hard to miss, trust me.”

#paradigmsnegotiator

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👻 : seeing your muse scared

Solo blinked. “Oi buddy.” She said looking at the freaked guy. “The fuck is up.” He hand rested on a blast pistol on her hip. She was a bit worried, but uncertain of what was going on.

“Wait!” Bermuda grabbed her by the shoulders suddenly, “Can you help me find it? Please? I was supposed to take my dose last Thursday, and I have been running around in circles for pass several days!” He blinked, then quickly let go. “Uh, sorry about that.”

She twitched as he shoulder was grabbed, and put her hand to her holstered gun. She was silent as he held onto her. ‘Yeah fuck this guy’. Was her train of thought. “How about this?” She asked. “I search… Somewhere where you haven’t. Like… Over here.” She pointed to where she had come from, one hand still on her gun. “And you search… Over here.”

Bermuda blinked a few times. “Where I haven't looked?” Bermuda looked for a moment. “Well there’s a lot of places I haven’t looked. The gas shop, the donut shop, the burger shop, the shoe shop, the car shop, the coffee shop, the chop shop, the meat shop. I should make meat balls for dinner today.”

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bermudaix wants something negotiated

bermudaix started following you

Roger was on site. A client wished to meet him in town, in one of the many abandoned buildings. “So.” He said. “I’m here. Just myself, the car is outside. What did you want of me?”

Finally, someone to talk to. “Glad you meet with me,” said Marcus, as he leaned against a wall. “I’m Marcus Freeman, I’m new around here. Was hoping you can help me find someone.”

#paradigmsnegotiator

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👻 : seeing your muse scared

Solo blinked. “Oi buddy.” She said looking at the freaked guy. “The fuck is up.” He hand rested on a blast pistol on her hip. She was a bit worried, but uncertain of what was going on.

“It’s like a capsule, a pill bottle, right?” Bermuda explained, “Though it’s a little bigger, and it glows, and smooth on both ends…” His speech grew quieter with each word, as if suddenly distracted by something. Then, he perked up. “It’s like a pill! But bigger, and it glows. It’s basically my medication, but I lost it. Haven’t seen it in a week.”

She stared. “What…” She mumbled. “I… Haven’t seen anything like that.” She was a bit worried, he seemed like he was on a special medication, and going through withdrawal. “I-I’ll keep my eye out for it ok?” She stepped back, not wanting to get too close to the possibly crazy guy.

“Wait!” Bermuda grabbed her by the shoulders suddenly, “Can you help me find it? Please? I was supposed to take my dose last Thursday, and I have been running around in circles for pass several days!” He blinked, then quickly let go. “Uh, sorry about that.”

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👻 : seeing your muse scared

Solo blinked. “Oi buddy.” She said looking at the freaked guy. “The fuck is up.” He hand rested on a blast pistol on her hip. She was a bit worried, but uncertain of what was going on.

Bermuda didn’t say anything first, just kept mumbling something to soft to comprehend. After a few seconds, he notice the lady calling out to him, and he nearly jumped up. Even still, it was only after a few seconds of staring did he finally say something. “Oh, you? That space girl,” he responded, “I uh, lost something very important. Small, metal, blinks like blue or green, depends on the mood. I.. really need it, badly.”

She blinked. “Can you… Elaborate?” She asked. “That is… Incredibly vague.” She said. “So a bit worrisome.” She muttered. “Can you explain?”

“It’s like a capsule, a pill bottle, right?” Bermuda explained, “Though it’s a little bigger, and it glows, and smooth on both ends...” His speech grew quieter with each word, as if suddenly distracted by something. Then, he perked up. “It’s like a pill! But bigger, and it glows. It’s basically my medication, but I lost it. Haven’t seen it in a week.”

musesgonnamuse

Send “➧” if you’re a mutual who hasn’t roleplayed with me yet and you want to plot.

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👻 : seeing your muse scared

Solo blinked. “Oi buddy.” She said looking at the freaked guy. “The fuck is up.” He hand rested on a blast pistol on her hip. She was a bit worried, but uncertain of what was going on.

Bermuda didn’t say anything first, just kept mumbling something to soft to comprehend. After a few seconds, he notice the lady calling out to him, and he nearly jumped up. Even still, it was only after a few seconds of staring did he finally say something. “Oh, you? That space girl,” he responded, “I uh, lost something very important. Small, metal, blinks like blue or green, depends on the mood. I.. really need it, badly.”

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Send a ✠ and a question and my muse will reply to it after drinking lots of alcohol.

Oi you!

Bermuda scratched his head. “Well what is it supposed to do? Cause if you got it for free, I highly doubt it’ll do much,” he reasoned. “Unless it’s supposed to do nothing. Then in that case, it’s doing a job well done.”

She paused and pulled her wrench free. “Stand over here so I can hit you to relieve stress!” She said annoyed. “I swear to fucking god!”

“Whoa whoa, you made your point,” said Bermuda as he raised his hands in defense. “Just tell me what you want me to do, just tell what you are trying to get it do, and I’ll see what I can do.”

Oi you!

bermudaix liked your post “thespacecontractor: ((Oi! Like this post or message me if you want a…”

Solo grunted as she tried to make the damn mechanical man work. A massively tall one. She stared as someone approached the open door. “Hey! Can ya help for a minute!” She said holding a massive wrench in her hands. “This damn thing is stuck, I need more muscle!”

Bermuda tilted his. “Uh, sure I suppose,” said Bermuda as he looked over what this lady was trying to do. “Ah!” Bermuda snapped his fingers, “There’s your problem, this thing’s busted.”

“Shut up you.” She said. “I fuckin know that. That’s why I’m trying to move this.” She said grabbing his arms and putting them on the wrench. “Got it for free.” She said pulling down. “Wanna know how broke it is.”

Bermuda scratched his head. “Well what is it supposed to do? Cause if you got it for free, I highly doubt it’ll do much,” he reasoned. “Unless it’s supposed to do nothing. Then in that case, it’s doing a job well done.”

Oi you!

bermudaix liked your post “thespacecontractor: ((Oi! Like this post or message me if you want a…”

Solo grunted as she tried to make the damn mechanical man work. A massively tall one. She stared as someone approached the open door. “Hey! Can ya help for a minute!” She said holding a massive wrench in her hands. “This damn thing is stuck, I need more muscle!”

Bermuda tilted his. “Uh, sure I suppose,” said Bermuda as he looked over what this lady was trying to do. “Ah!” Bermuda snapped his fingers, “There’s your problem, this thing’s busted.”

theamazingchickenman

"*yawn* I'm not tired I swear..."

“Really? Then I’m gonna turn in again. You fine taking the wheel a little longer?”

If Bermuda didn’t feel like he had something to prove, he’d let sleep’s warm embrace take that very minute. Sadly, he had a bet to win, and a little fatigue wasn’t going to stop him. “Yeah, yeah, I’m good.” This probably wasn’t the best time to admit he doesn’t really know how to drive.

#phoenyxandchickenman

Random Entry

7. Military Uniform

9. Has a Bomb in their hands and doesn’t know what to Do

“Fuuuck! Fuuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!” She said running around. “Some asshole saw me in uniform and just was like, “Take this to point delta and use it!” She looked at the one person with her. “Whaaaat do I do with this! What do I do? where is point delta! Fuuuk!”

“Woah woah woah, don’t bring it here!” Bermuda protested, keeping at least 5 feet away from the explosive. “Okay okay okay, let’s calm down for a minute and think this through. What did the other guy look like? Does the bomb have any markings or logos? And why the hell are you dressed like military?”

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My Muse is in a Changing Room Trying on ____ When Your Muse Bursts in on them Because _____ Send “Random Entry” and I will Generate 2 Numbers for the Following Scenario!

Number Generator Link

Trying on:

1. New Swimsuit

2. Playboy Bunny Outfit (Male or Female Version)

3. Epic Steampunk Outfit

4. Sexy Lingerie/Underwear

5. New Sleepwear

6. X500 Combat Suit

7. Military Uniform

8. Formal Party Wear

9. Currently Butt-Naked

10. BDSM/Bondage Gear/Outfit

11. Now School Uniform

12. Stealth Suit

13. Fasion Disaster (Mun Desides What)

14. Super Hero Costume (Mun Desides What Hero)

15. Battle Mage Garb

16. A Gangster Suit (Male and Female Suit)

17. Pink Fuzzy Bunny PJ Suit

18. Trying on a Blake Silk thong and has nothing else On

19. Something Awesome (Mun Desides What)

20. (Whatever Mun Wants)

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Your Muse Bursts in because:

1. Got Bored

2. Hiding from Someone

3. Came into the Wrong Room (Because the door wasn’t locked)

4. Wanted to see what My Muse is trying on

6. Feeling a little Aroused and is Looking for some Fun

7. Enters and Has forgotten Why

8. Was beaten up and needs help

9. Has a Bomb in their hands and doesn’t know what to Do

10. Everyone in the Store has become a Zombie

11. Just stole something from another Store and came in to lay low

12. Came in to complaine

13. Needs and Item My Muse is holding onto

14. Theres a Fucking Dragon in the Store!

15. The Power went out in the Mall and They are freaking out about it

16. Just does whatever they want for no good reason

17. Wanted to Sneak a Peak at My Muse changing

18. Thought someone else was in here

19. Got their Head stuck in a Shirt too small for them and can’t breath

20. Heard someone Talking shit about them and is Now in Tears/Really Upset..

$

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

(At least I assume its that)

Text: Bad news, I maaaay have murdered a few carpathians

text: Cardasians, damn auto correct.

Text: They kinda threw spears at me so I shot em, turns out lasers are super lethal to their race

TEXT: that sounds awesome, where can i get one?

TEXT: also you sound like you’re in a tight squeeze

TEXT: have you tried negotiating with them?

Text: :That was the last pause. I actually tried… They accepted my apology, then told me to fuck off. Got a spear in the ribs. Checked, not poisoned. Might be infected, but in my space ship. They ain’t hitting it, not that they could do much to it.

Text: I think they just hit it with a big rock now. Not sure how big, but whatever.

TEXT: well sound like you’re dealing with a lot of pricks

TEXT: not just talking about the spears

TEXT: i say establish some dominance

TEXT: how primitive you say they are?