[blisterinballista]

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| independent | semi-selective | semi-lit | oc ask and RP blog | medium/fluctuating activity | 16+ |

"... y'know wha' happens when ya mix jazz n' funk?"

MARK I [ the basics . ]

|| 🍅 ~JUNK ||

|| 📀 ~SNAKE EYES ||

|| 🔱 ~BULLET HELL ||

"ya run outta ways to go fuck yaself i'ma innovate!"

MARK II [ a deeper dive . ]

|| 💜 ~BLUNT TRAUMA ||

|| 📷 ~TINDER PREY ||

|| 🌕 ~CATACLYSM ||

"who, me? pissed? oh no, pissed don't even BEGIN TO FUCKIN' COVA' IT! TIME TO DANCE, BITCH~!"

MARK III [ the ugly stuff . ]

|| [404]~PUMMEL ||

|| [666]~TICKING ||

|| 🌑 ~ECDYSIS ||

[blisterinballista]

hello.......... is anyone still out there

[blisterinballista]

WHAT THE HELL AND FUCK DID YOU DO TO HIM!!!!!!!! GLUE IT BACK ON OR SOMETHING

[shenzy]

rediscovering FNF on youtube just to find out that 70% of the original mod artists and developers have either cut all ties from the original game or been excommunicated for doing something dumb got me developing a whole new sympathy for the people who tw tag it.

[whenrpmemesattack]

Send me “💘” + a question about my muses love life, and they’ll have to answer honestly

if the icon is unavailable, send “<3″  instead

[blisterinballista]

pov you open front camera on accident

[shenzy]

pov i pour him into a glass

[blisterinballista]

oh sweet thanks

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normal oc content time

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psst . you wanna sprite cranberr-

[blisterinballista]

man do i love creatures. especially my own. even if they suckass like this guy

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b a n i s h .

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oh btw

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i keep forgetting how i write

[blisterinballista]

Two people ran out of an alleyway, looking happy, but also seemed a little tense.

One of them seemed to be holding some bandages.

A second later, a white glow shined out of the alleyway as yelling was heard.

-@bombastic-blast

Kind of in a bad mood right now. Blitz is still feeling the bitter taste of yesterday in his throat, now only powered by rage and coffee. Word has it there’s a pest of sort sneaking around his turf again, and he’s not having any of it today.

He scans the streets, cigarette alight in his scowl glowing through the fog. And as Blitzer walks, the sounds of a ruckus make him stop before a corner… Until–

“ Eh?… Fuck’s goin'on over here..? ”

One of the two who were running away bumped into him. …Well… Into his legs. He is 10 feet tall, so, the impact doesn’t affect him. However, to the person that collided with the golden bombhead, it’s like hitting a brick wall.

[bombastic-blast]

The guy fell over, but the other guy caught him and helped him keep steady.

They both looked up at Blitz for a second in shock before the second one started talking.

“Um, sorry?”

The first one was rubbing his forehead.

[blisterinballista]

“ ”Sorry”? You’re sorry..? Who d'ya brats think you are, screwin'round these parts o'town? ”

He bites down on his cigarette, huffing out smoke between his teeth… No, his fangs.

“ … Settin'off… ”

The shady bombhead slows, red eyes narrowing in thought.

“ …Flashbangs..?? ”

What… Was all of that light and yelling about..? Now, both curious AND angry, Baltimore leans forwards, looming over threateningly.

“ … Hell jus’ happened over there, huh? has somethin’ ta'do with you two I bet. ”

[bombastic-blast]

Both guys looked a little tense from Blitz looming over them.

“Trust me, that has nothing to do with us.”

The second guy started to pull the first one away from Blitz.

“Let’s get out of here. It’s obvious that this guy doesn’t want us here.”

The second guy started trying to run off with the first one.

Neither of them seemed to notice that the first guy had dropped the bandages he was holding.

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“ … Tch. ”

Blitz lets them. Standing upright again, folding both arms behind his back as he glares down impatiently.

“ Ain’t only me who don'want ya here. ”

A shot fires from somewhere up above- Missing them by an inch and shattering a window. Baltimore doesn’t flinch at it.

[bombastic-blast]

Both guys cried out in shock and started running faster.

Meanwhile, the white glow seemed to still be just as bright as before. The yelling however, seemed to have quieted down a little bit.

[blisterinballista]

Huh.

“ …Hellooo? Someone still back there? ”

Without thinking, he wedges his shiny head around the corner– Immediately squinting to protect his eyes from this hellish light.

“ Eugh… The FU–!? ”

Reflexively, Baltimore gasps- Then near chokes on his cigarette, taking it out for a moment to cough, having drawn a bit too much smoke at once.

[bombastic-blast]

Lior’s eyes were glowing a bright white as glowing white tears fell from his eyes.

Large white glowing wing outlines were spread out from his back, adding to the glowing that Lior’s eyes were already causing.

He was reaching out his hands in any random direction on the ground as he took panicked breaths.

He seemed to be looking for something.

[blisterinballista]

Did he just witness some kind of fucked up fallen angel? It is hard to discern any details about -whoever this is- since the light was blindingly strong, to the point it absolutely blacked out the silhouette.

“ Hm..? ”

Cannot say he’s feeling too helpful right now, but Blitz tries talking to it anyway.

“ HEY, GLOWSTICK! Cut tha'shit OUT, WILL ya?! ”

[bombastic-blast]

Lior flinched at the sound of the sudden voice. He wanted to ask who it was, but they sounded angry. Can’t exactly blame them though.

“I’ll try…”

He moved his hands onto his face and tried to get himself to close his eyes as he curled up.

Soon, the glow dimmed as Lior managed to squint. Due to him being curled up and squinting, Blitz could probably see him now.

[blisterinballista]

… Back it up. So, they can talk? Alright. Now- Baltimore can face them without it burning his retinas.

And, he stops. Stalling in place, caught off guard by the sight. For a moment or more, Blitz just stands there, unsure. …

Until all that can come to mind, is-

“… God damn. ” The golden bombhead draws some more smoke, finishing the cigar.

“ The fuck was that? ”

[bombastic-blast]

Lior was quiet for a second before answering.

“My powers… For some reason, I lose control of them when my eyes are open…”

He brushed a finger under his eye for a second in thought, unsure if this person would be ok with him asking.

“If I may ask, do you have anything I could borrow to cover my eyes till I get more bandages?”

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–Reflexively, his hands pat down every pocket he got, briefly forgetting how he knows nothing of this ‘bomb.’ Not like it matters, though- given that Blitz hadn’t brought a blindfold with him. not today. Or a bandage. Or a scarf. Or anything of the like.

“ … Powers, you say, huh… ”

Chewing on what little bit’s remained of his cig, Baltimore stares off in thought…

“ –Yeaaa, nope, I got nothin’. Think you can uh, i'unno, hold it in or somethin’? ”

For starters, Blitz is still wondering if he should help them at all… Last time Blitz ran into another bombhead, although it went over fine, he found out what good old Whitmore truly thought of him soon enough.

They haven’t spoken since.

[bombastic-blast]

“I can try. I could squeeze my eyes shut, but I’ll probably open them by accident reacting to something…”

He squeezed his eyes shut, then sat up, holding his hands over his eyes.

“Ugh, those jerks… Taking my bandages out of nowhere…”

He seemed to be complaining to himself.

[blisterinballista]

Sceptical all the same, Baltimore leans against a wall at a distance from them, observing the other's behavior, folding his arms.

He spits the cigarette out, then decides to test the waters some, to get a feel of what he's dealing with.

" ... So... Ya got a name? "

[murderous-milf]

yo miranda. what's the heaviest amount you can lift. or. however is the correct way to phrase this question.

can you lift a truck miranda.

                    ˚◞♡ ⃗ she simply responded by lifting a large truck over her head with one hand triumphantly placed on her hip . “ of course i can . i ’ m not sure how much i can lift at max , though . i haven ’ t lifted in a while . ”

[blisterinballista]

so t his made mec urious and .

[murderous-milf]

She can lift up around maybe 20,000 pounds at max🙏

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🥵

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remember that one time Dante got beaten the shit out of him

" Dante used ta get the SHIT beat out'a them on a weekly, basis. This nonsense ain't gon' track fo'nothin' unless you get proper specific... As much as I hate that fact. "

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"Aha, uh, really? Like, cuddling and drinking cocoa? Would it be better to bring some eggnog or wine? I mean-uh, I'll make sure to tell him to stop by later!" -Absolutely not the hopeless romantic and Blitz simp, Dante

" Aaaha, yea. All'o that an'then some.~ "

Mmm, hot cocoa- And hotter company.

" Nah, no need ta'worry bout the drinks. Jus', let'em be here on time, an' tell him to make sure they got no plans for next mornin'. I wouldn' mind havin' someone stay fo'the night, if ya catch my drift... "

[blisterinballista]

"Anything I can get ya? I mean- that you would like? Asking for a friend. Who you probably don't know. Yeah, you definitely don't know him." - Can he be any more obvious? Totally not Dante...

" Mmmhm...~ Bet. " (looks at the camera like)

" ... How'bout ya tell this, friend, tha' Ion want nothin', but fo'im ta drag his lil' ass over to my place an'binge shitty holiday specials togetha' wi'me~? "