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m a r c o v e n d e t t i vipers. ||RP blog for Marco. Oc friendly!|| ||M!A: none. accepting.||

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matteayakavetta replied to your post: anybody wanna p l o t

// I would but you look amazing and I’m terrified!

p FT IM NOT THAT AMAZING

TRUST ME

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anybody wanna p l o t

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I made random GIF’s of Norman in Deuces Wild…because the movie combines my hard on for fifties greasers and Norman Reedus into one glorious fetish film for me.

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Norman Reedus as Marco(“Deuces Wild”) - requested by Rikkisixx - part 1 -

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Norman Reedus as Marco(“Deuces Wild”) - requested by Rikkisixx - part 2 -

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Norman Reedus in Deuces Wild.

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I love absolutely everything about this scene…

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Marco. smoking and drinking porn

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>> neededwhereweare is a possible {v i p e r}

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This man appeared to be a brute. And the first thing that came into mind was the dreadful thought of the future not having enough intellectuals.

While the place was a tad bit more advanced, it wasn’t nearly as far along as it could have been, if the inhabitants were determined and fixated on their work. What a shame. Robert wouldn’t return with many findings, it seemed.

He was sure Marco wasn’t worth his time.

“I believe I didn’t ask for you to stay,” he stated bluntly. “You could leave now.”

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"It seems that you don't know who you're messin' with, buddy."

From what Marco could see, this guy seemed like any other upperclass white, rich dickface that believed he could walk over others.

Oh, how utterly adorable.

"Considerin' you didn't know where you are, or what year it is, let's play a little game called catch-up. See, this is my neighborhood. If anyone's leavin', it's you."

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>> godsxassassin is a possible {v i p e r}

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It seemed every time she had told one her name, she received the same reaction— confusion; it was quite easy for the native people of Ireland to pronounce it, but not quite as easy for the beings of America. “I don’,” The blonde said softly, “But, it ain’t tha’ hard t’ pr’nounce,” She declared, “I’s jus’ Shi-oh-nah.” 

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Once more, he tried to pronounce it.

Well, it sounded better than it did the first time.

Giving a small shrug of his shoulders, he smirked, "Brooklyn boys ain't all that smart. Sorry, sweetheart."

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>> neededwhereweare is a possible {v i p e r}

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“I would thank you, but you need to learn to watch your tone.”

Robert watched the other. So he was currently forty-one years into the future, and out of the city of Columbia. That was certainly a change. He was curious to sight-see.

And perhaps conduct a few experiments.

“Robert Lutece,” he introduced, offering a hand. “It’s.. Interesting to meet you.”

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What was this guy, his dad? He needed to watch his tone?

What the hell?

And what was even up with his name, too? Just sounded like he said his name was literally 'Robert Lettuce'.

"Name's Marco, pretty damn interesting to meet you too."

Freak.

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 go D

I JUST

MURPHY AND MARCO

DOPPLEGANGERS BUT ONE IS INNOCENT AND THE OTHER

THE OTHER IS JUST A LITTLE SHIT

BLOWIN UP THINGS

LICKIN HIS FINGERS

RUDE AS HELL

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>> neededwhereweare is a possible {v i p e r}

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Brooklyn, New York. But something was different here. He was from the year 1912; everything in this place was different. Altered. More advanced. It appeared that the tear in the fabric of space-time landed him in the future. While he needed to return back to his time, he wasn’t going to let this opportunity slip by.

“I’m not from around here,” he replied simply, indifference on his features. “If you could tell me what year it is, you’d be a bit more useful.”

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Maybe he wasn't a potential viper. He was more of a potential crazy guy that might slice his throat in his sleep.

"It's... jesus christ man, it's 1953."

Wait, wait. He'd be a bit more useful? As if he wasn't useful enough. What a prick.

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>> godsxassassin is a possible {v i p e r}

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The blonde bit back a smirk, “Polo.” It had to be kept between her lips; but she smiled nonetheless, her calm demeanor made her sheepishly stick out a petite hand— the man was no threat to her, and she wouldn’t lay a harmful finger on him before doing further research.

“‘S a pleasure t’ meet ya,” She murmured quietly, “Seonaid.” The blonde replied with her name.

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Well, that was a name he could probably never pronounce properly.

Hell, he tried and his accent made it sound like someone saying 'serenade' while stuffing their faces with food.

"I'm jus' gonna call you sweetheart, if you don't mind."

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>> neededwhereweare is a possible {v i p e r}

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Robert’s head cocked to the side just slightly—brow raised in curiosity. He had no idea where he was, but that was the price he had to pay for opening a tear in his universe unexpectedly.

“You could say that.”

A pause. He wasn’t going to be there for long, if Rosalind figured out how to get him back.

“And where am I, exactly?”

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The guy didn't even know where he was?

What a nutcase.

"You're in Brooklyn. Y'know, New York? How the hell do you not know where you are?"

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this is dISTRESSING

DO I REPLY TO THE STARTER

OR NO T, ,,,