“I don’t know what or who you think you are, but I’m seriously not in the mood.”
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@concretedirector
“I don’t know what or who you think you are, but I’m seriously not in the mood.”
Like this here post for a starter, I'll be keeping an eye here and lurking on my other accounts.
The pain was sudden, and causing the blond to yelp out in pain. Her arm couldn’t move but that pain was still there. “Y-you are… A fucking… Savage, Cru-…” Before she was finished she was cut off by the concrete digging in and she let out a bit of a scream, a tear rolling down her cheek.
"I'm not the savage, I'm the person who's come to drag you all kicking and screaming until I've done my job and protect everyone I possibly can." She twisted her wrist making the concrete start to creep down her arm to encase her entire arm. "And kids like you will never realize things can't be all sunshine and rainbows and going through life without having to face consequences."
; how am I doing with my character? tell me in the askbox, and i'll publish it without comment.
"You like to see people bleed… I imagine you’ve made people squirm by saying less, am I correct Augustine?"
"Sometimes it's necessary to get your point across," the director shot a shard of concrete at the girl's elbow joint, encasing the ligaments so she couldn't move her arm, "don't you think, Chris?"
"Beating people up with pieces of concrete… Course that’s just a guess."
"Oh, bludgeoning is so...remedial, I prefer, precision,getting straight to the point."
"Yes, makes me feel plenty better."
"Want to know what makes me feel better?"
” oh, i’ve only just ɑrrived here. d.u.p soldiers let me pɑst just fine — i’d be hɑppy to help find some survivors ɑnd escort them to you, though. “
"Very noble of you, but I assure the DUP will have this dealt with, besides we're here so the public won't be in harms way. What kind of organization would we be if we let you go running off?"
#trying to get my ship to be canon #come on ship #lets go
Unpopular Ship?
Unknown ship:
Trying to get other people to ship your ship:
Ship remains non-canon?
Ship remains non-canon part 2:
You ALMOST Ship something:
Someone ships something you don’t ship?
Someone insults your ship:
Ship becomes canon:
What is the conclusion? Jack Sparrow is a Shipper.
No, Jack Sparrow is the entity of “shipping”.
When someone shoots your ship down:
that’s CAPTAIN* Jack Sparrow to you
My Fellow Rpers
I regret to inform you, I have lost my Sasha Alexander gifs with the loss of my flashdrive, most of my gifs were still saved to my PC, alas I must restart the search for gifs and icons.
On the upside the next week or so I'll be able to get on maybe once or twice, yeah fun stuff, here have a happy Augustine I've found in the early hunt for gifs once more.
and hell, did he get nowhere.
knee hits filthy concrete and his tongue is near bleeding from teeth barring back a scream. what he would do if this coward of a woman fought fair. he could still hear her voice a, and that disgusting slur came from her lips:
b i o - t e r r o r i s t.
' get up, man, get up…'
but it hurts, and he’s debating giving up. because, who cares, who would miss him if her were gone. there was no judge or jury, he was guilty of crimes he never commit, simply because what he was. people that worked with him never knew and god, they loved him, so why did his being a conduit even matter.
Her hands start to grasp the direction the boy was running, getting the dagger she'd thrown at him to start pulling down and leaving a blood trail to follow. The hunt isn't going to be a long one, he's running on the concrete, it's like a gazella about to be snapped up by an alligator while it drinks from the river. Augustine runs about to bounce on her fresh catch, already getting ready to give him a concrete suit until they got back to Curdun Cay.
"Well I'll be sure to give you an A for effort, but not everyone can run far when they have a shard stuck inbetween their ligaments." The director twists her hand, pulling the shard out tearing some flesh to keep him down so he doesn't try anything.
"But really, would it have been so hard to get in the truck and not make a scene? I mean you only have yourself to blame." Her hands start to clench as the concrete creeps it's way around the boy's legs."I don't believe we got to properly introduce, I'm Director Augustine of the DUP. And you are?"
School Priority As of Now
[Accounting is getting heavier and heavier and I'm going to have to study for it because if I get an A in the class my gpa will shoot up since it's worth 4 credits. Anyways, I'll be even more scarce on here then I usually am, most likely Friday Nights and Saturday Afternoons will be devoted to rp stuff while I'll skim and do some of my other blogs, but when I'm on here I want to be able to give you all my undivided attention so I can plot and torture, I mean nurture relationships with our muses and ourselvse. So if you all are willing to bare with me, it'd be appreciated. This should last two weeks, giving me time to make sure my foundation is nice and stable and to keep building up preparing for the next lessons.
Anyways, talk to y'all later, my email sends me notifications, granted late, about message so hit me up there. If you want my skype or kik let me know. Other than all of that, thank you for understanding and if you leave, well...I'll be hurt but I'll move on because...no point in lingering over spilled milk to it spoils. Ciao darlings!]
Personal Achievement: Accounting
So I'm rather proud of myself, I came up with a new phrase to help me with accounting...pretty awesome, I know...this is why I'm alone.
” i’m ɑngelɑ. i’m sorry to sɑy i hɑven’t seen ɑnyone ɑround here thɑt mɑtches your description, if you need ɑny other help though, i’d be hɑppy to lend ɑ hɑnd. “
"Why don't I escort you to the checkpoint Angela? We've arranged for transportation to the hospital to make sure the people in the area don't have any clots in their system."
he doesn’t object, instead keeping his eye on those who take him in, decide metal on a metal conduit was a brilliant idea, so dismay is absent and instead he laughs.
’ Oh lady. I told you:
I got a thing about being touched.’
he’s quick to turn and slam bound fists into the lower jaw of one of her goons, time hardly passing before he’s sprinting off. no powers until he gets these off, even if he can weaponize this. he’s not a monster— he’s a good guy. mistakes, yes, he’s made them— but god he’d never hurt anyone that didn’t deserve it.
’ shitshitshit.’
Augustine gave a small smirk as she watched the kid run off, flinging a concrete shard for the back of his knee. When she wanted someone, she got them, and right now he was going to be made an example of. The director gave a signal for her men to start locking down the surrounding streets, opening her com lines to coordinate the capture. This one knew not to make a big break out scene, he'd definitely been in hiding for a while then. No matter the sooner she got him grounded the sooner her men would get him to Curdun Cay.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I suggest you stay here with my men until the situation is resolved. The bioterrorist will be detained shortly, I assure you; I'll be taking care of it personally."
Honey, what's this? What's happening? What's going on here? [Independent Karen Walker rp blog]
[So I may or may not created a Karen Walker blog...so if you want some good old drunk shenanigans why don 't you hop over and see what she'll say about you.]