live and die by the gun

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pending deletion

     I haven’t exactly been active here recently at all, so I figured this was in order. For the time being I’m going to be deleting this account as I have nothing to work with (my own fault, of course). However! Mina’s not going to go away completely.

     I’m going to be making a multi-muse blog soon that will feature Mina and several other characters that I’ve had trouble with muse-wise. Hopefully consolidating all of them onto one blog will help gain muse back. So if you want me to give you the multi-muse blog’s url, I’m going to be saving some soon and I will tell you the URL I will most likely use. All of the muses on the blog will have Fate/ verses you can interact with them in.

     It’s been fun! I hope to see you all on the flip side, and if you need me, my two most active blogs are @boucephclus and @dokidokiiisms. Byyee!

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Headcannon- Trauma

     Bonnie Parker and trauma don’t mix well.

     Her life, though lots of people don’t realize it, was filled with traumatic events from herself and from those surrounding her. From her being shot in the stomach after being busted by a small group of men at a hideout to nearly being engulfed in flames when Clyde accidentally flipped over one of his stolen Ford V8s that became incinerated, Bonnie had to learn to cope with trauma extremely quickly. Hey, it was the job of an outlaw.

     Her reactions to Clyde’s traumas were, I bet, frightening. After hearing Clyde was sexually assaulted numerous times in the Eastham Penitentiary, it was likely that she felt ashamed that she couldn’t do anything to help him since she couldn’t even stay with him for more than five minutes. Of course going with him and fighting against the justice system for eventual revenge against the Penitentiary was the right course of action. If it could help Clyde get over it, then she’d do it. All in the name of love, I suppose.

     In regards to her own experiences as an outlaw, she won’t open up easily unless with Clyde or with an outlaw who’d understand some of the troubles. When she became crippled after her right leg was severely burned in that car accident mentioned above, it was basically a miracle that her leg survived. And through all of this trauma, the only thing that really stood out were Bonnie and Clyde’s unconditional commitment to one another.

     It was love, but the cost of her walking properly might not have been worth it.

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Dyin’ ain’t so bad, not if you both go together. Only when one’s left behind does it get sad… But a short and loving life… That ain’t so bad.

indie musical and historical-based bonnie parker. penned by alyx. 

non-rp and personal blogs please do not reblog

i | ii | iii | art credit

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The Legacy Begins (closed)

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     “Stash? Oh awesome! I’d love to see that when possible.” The redhead grinned lightly as she watched Maiya and observed the world passing by outside the car as well, attention unable to be focused between the two. But a schedule? That was interesting.

     The idea of visiting places on a schedule wasn’t new to Bonnie- quite the contrary, actually. But she couldn’t help looking at Maiya with a knowing glance. Constant danger. Coordinated knowledge. Those were all important in the life of an Outlaw, moreso than Maiya may have realized. But at Maiya’s offers, Bonnie shook her head.

     “Ah I think I’ll be fine with the clothes I have. I can dematerialize when exploring if that would be easiest for you. And hey, don’t worry about it! No one can survive without anyone else, and I’m glad to be on a team with ya, Master! Even though I’m not in my strongest class, I can definitely whoop some ass when it comes to Assassin and Beserker.”

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rises from the dead

i live

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Hiatus

So, uh… You might notice I haven’t been active here… at all… Well that’s because I’ve got a lot on my plate and can’t be on here right now. No, it’s not because of the drama that arose a few days ago though I will say nothing on the matter. Don’t drag me into it.

Tomorrow I’m driving out to western Pennsylvania for my grandmother’s funeral, and I have AP exams coming up and I want to prep for those pretty well. I expect to be back around May 16th, and in the meantime should you wish to contact me, Skype is the best way to get to me.

Hopefully I will see you all mid-May!

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“New Clyde Barrow blog. Avenger-classed Servant and sideblog to bowaspirant. If you wanna hit me up then feel free, because man oh man it’s good to be back in a physical body.

“Also Alyx says she’ sorry for sinnin’, whatever that means in this context.”

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Casually saves @bowaspirant from @despoticum. 

“’Yer not gonna like doin’ that flash boy, I’ll tell ‘ya, you may be better with bows but I’m much better with guns.” 

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Casually smacks on the back of the head.

“You ain’t my man. Get’cha hands offa me! I appreciate it but I’m married!”

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despoticum replied to your post:((*casually tosses Ruby to defend yourself from...

points a gun at this little shit too

CASUALLY SUMMONS MACHINE GUN B.A.R. AND SHOOTS YOUR HEAD OFF UNTIL THE ROUNDS ARE DONE

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((*casually tosses Ruby to defend yourself from Gil*

     Unintelligible confused shouting from her mouth stuck around the gun barrel. Translation: “YOU AGAIN? I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE HERE FOR BUT WHAT ARE YOU DOING TRYING TO HELP ME?”

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Squints. "Did you just hold up Billy the Kid with his own gun...?"

Casually points a gun in her mouth.

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The Legacy Begins (closed)

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“Most of the time, yes. Sometimes that suggests… People of power within the area,” She blinks before releasing the emergency break and easing into the gas to steadily drive off. Maiya drives only 5 MPH over the speed limit as to not look more than a normal speeder. Most of the time, 5 MPH is accepted.

“It is a Skyline Coupe, by the way. I suppose introductions should be underway, now,” The car comes to a gentle stop as Maiya comes to the stop light, “I am Maiya Hisau. I would be considered a first generation mage since I have no clue…”

A small pause overcomes the car. Only the humming engine continues its endless speech as Maiya takes a deep breath, “What my family studied. I would also be considered your official Master, yes. But I am not a traditional mage. I prefer to use guns, I prefer to remain back, yes. In the shadows providing sniper support, most times. Strategy can come later, however. That is my overview.”

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     “Like mafia, you mean?” Bonnie nodded as she observed the city for the first time during a moment of silence when Maiya simply focused on the road. This was so different from West Dallas, it was almost incomprehensible! The lights and everything were so bright... It was a wonder how anyone managed to hide at night, but at Maiya’s introduction she blinked before nodding in acknowledgement.

     “Maiya Hisau, hm? And you’re in luck with the gun part- even though ya summoned me under Caster, my primary weapons are my guns, ‘specially Clyde’s B.A.R. Though what’re the guns like today? I can’t imagine they’ve changed too much from when I was ‘round, can they? Regardless, it’s a pleasure to meet’cha, miss Hisau. As you likely know, I’m Bonnie Parker. Outlaw and magus at’cha service.”

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slides in with coffee. at 5:10 pm. ho boy am i screwed

i’ve got lots of work to do tonight, so i’m gonna be lurking on skype and not on the dash until it’s done. skype info’s below the cut, and if you add me (mutuals only please!) please tell me who you are so i don’t delete your request on accident.

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GOD, I DIDNT KNOW SOMEONE COULD BE THIS WRONG. AND THEN I HEARD TRUMP. AND THEN I HEARD YOU

@imperial-privilege

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My muse has just taken a Truth Potion, send “Spill it” plus a question and they will answer.

My muse cannot give half truths, partial truths or bend the truth. They will have to spit out everything then and there!

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@motherfuckingoutlaw (cont. from here)

     “Well I dunno about the law gettin’ better, since it didn’t catch up to me fer two years, but yeah. Bein’ shot to death in a car by the police ain’t a good way to go, believe me on that one.” The fellow outlaw looked at him with a small smirk, raising an eyebrow before giggling. 

     “’f course I do! You’re the inspiration behind the Bonnie and Clyde crime sprees. How could I not know you?”

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Wasn’t Billy the Kid ambushed and killed by some sheriff? Oh hey, that's me! Wait--That ain't how it happened...

     “Y-yer describin’ part of how I died, which is sca- also, did you just say you’re Billy the Kid!?” Oh man, Clyde would have loved to meet him! But too late. Maybe the next War or something.