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Blog On Indefinite Hiatus

{So This is a thing I’m doing. I feel a bit bad but as far as the community goes I am not very--welcomed in terms of my muse}

{I haven’t lost any muse for Blake, I still love him to death but there is nothing I can do with how little people are here and want to interact}

{So This blog will be sleeping for awhile.}

#OOC

sidekick-remrem

i love not-jack

uchisakus

Yeah, why not? If I’m gonna die, might as well be with you

gabrielreyesofsunshine

I'm gonna play it safe with a Borderlands character and say Jack in Day by Day? If you want to of course.

blackberreh-art

Oh my god I love this man so much

harpaax

judging u

handsomejackhoney

Honest to God, this was my first thought when I saw Rhys’ official tattoo design.

Bonus:

hyperionhugo

cognitivehelios

Blake could only slightly hear the man’s voice over the winds. His hearing was superior but that meant nothing to weather such as this. He lifted his head slightly from under the cover of his wing, seeing a cave close by.

He quickened his pace to get to it and lowered his now stiff wings with a scoff, “Of course they would send me out today…”

turretxsyndrome-deactivated2018

“Picked a bad day to be wandering around bird brain. These winds are gonna be like this for a week.”

Though, after a sniff, he realizes the man certainly wasn’t Pandoran. The mix was odd– a human and bird rather then a pure Avian creature. That, and the distinct smell of metal that makes the lycan scowl.

“Oh…and a Hyperion? Really bad day for you isn’t it?”

cognitivehelios

“I was sent down here for travel to a base for...inspection,” He huffs out the word, “The car was attacked by some creatures and I was left wandering. And I would prefer if Hyperion wasn’t an adjective you used with me.”

Because they were the last ones he wanted to associate with.

“Who are you anyway?”

#turretxsyndrome #v: horrorlands

handsomejackhoney

Blake raises an eyebrow at the locked box within the confines of the executive offices. It was out in the open, like a trophy but locked tight--well, slightly tight. He plucks a feather from his hair, the bristles sharpening as he picks at the lock. Yes, this was technically illegal, but they shouldn't have kept it out whilst ordering him to organize files. It's there loss.

It luckily didn’t take much to unlock, the small box clicking open to reveal an ornate pocket watch inside. The center almost seemed to glow…

cognitivehelios

Well from his appearance alone that was probably quite obvious, at least with the adjectives he was using. Despite the viciousness of the man Blake kept a steady, rather curious gaze on hims.

“No, not really, not since they decided to inject me with feathers and some misplaced agility,” He runs his fingers along the pocket watch, then looking back, “Call me Blake, and who are you? If you would like to tell me…you can just growl again if you wish.”

handsomejackhoney

He was tempted to snarl again just to spite him, but figured that wouldn’t be the most mature thing to do, and settled for sticking his tongue out, instead.

Though he was still lucid enough to listen, noting that this… thing, seemed to harbor some bitterness towards his captors as well… Maybe he could use this.

“Jack-…” No, that didn’t feel right anymore. That was the name they’d given him. “Handsome Jack.”

“

cognitivehelios

There was an internal and external eye roll from the older man, crossing his arms. The being seemed like something Hyperion would keep locked away for safe keeping. He certainly had an ego.

“So do you want to explain why you’ve been stunk in this watch?”

#handsomejackhoney #v: horrorlands