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[dieswilldie-blog]

logging on in the middle of decanusdeadsea shitposting is what gives me life 

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I should have gotten all my replies done. If I missed you let me know via ask!

Time to go back into hiding for a few days.

[fidelismiles]

Again? 

He couldn’t begin to make sense of their babbling; a combination of words that on the surface likened them to be individuals were quite articulate. But with context? It seemed all they were doing was making senseless sound… and mocking him for not being able to interpret it.

“I’ve never spoken with you before, why do you address me with such familiarity?”

But he was curious. What could they so desperately require of him, that they would risk taking a knife through the neck for?

“I will oblige; if it means that you disappear from my sight once we are done.”

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“Good.”

Although it would seem his questions would be ignored- for his own sake as well as their own. It was always an unbelievable truth to swallow, saying that one was from some universe far away, both alive and dead. 

“I suppose we should make sure it is him before anything.” “Certainly a different stage this time.” “At least he is as willing as ever.”  “So- tell us of your kin.” 

[genesis-the-crafty]

Teasing the Luteces.

[genesis-the-crafty]

“Well. At least it is a woman.”  “I would prefer not to be incorporated into your little play at random. I feel the patrons were just as confused as we were.”

‘‘Well what I was doing to begin with was rather boring.’‘She pointed out.’‘Just another play about our Prophet.’‘ To be frank, Tydera would rather do a million other things then one about the Prophet. “You two were actually in this one.”

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“Really? That is surprising.”  “Rare the Prophet decides to share the spotlight.” “Well, you are a large part of Columbia’s history.”  “Larger a part then most realize.” 

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They exchanged a glance, quite obviously not thinking about sustenance for the other before that moment. It was already so chaotic to get him situated, the actual care of another living creature completely slipped their minds. 

“Yes, of course.” “You will have to provide us some insight on your typical dietary restrictions.” “Last thing your body needs now is another shock caused by food too rich.” 

They would also have to find enough to actually feed the other appropriately. Sadly, agriculture and fishing were not major exports of a city in the sky. 

[theblessednavigator]

“Anything will do. Meat, plants… I prefer the former, though.” Unless, of course, they happened to know where to find ADAM-infused flowers. They made up the bulk of his diet, which consisted of whatever he could find. Slugs, sharks… even whales. Everything was fair game, provided he could catch it.

“I hope it’s not too much trouble. You’ve done more than enough, and I’d hate to be a bother…”

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“Not at all.” Rosalind cut him off, waving a hand dismissively.  “We do not mind in the slightest.” “While we would have rather not caused you the inconvenience, it is refreshing to have someone so polite be forced through one of the tears.” “Typically those who regain consciousness at all are in the worst of moods.” 

Rosalind gave a pointed look to Robert, before returning her attention back to Gil.

“I will have some food sent here immediately for you. Should it be cooked?” 

A strange thing to ask, but they did find Gil at what appeared to be the bottom of the sea. 

[baneofcolumbia-archive]

[[ hOOL Y SHIT THIS F..LUX THING IS SO COOL WHAT THE HELK ITS LIKE THE SUN ON YM SCREEN ]]

[dieswilldie-blog]

It is made to reduce the amount of strain on your eyes by putting a filter on your screen! You can set it to ‘gradual change’ every night so you don’t even notice the change as the sun sets! Or you can just turn it on whenever.

Most of the time you need to restart your computer to use the really powerful settings, but they are really nice when I have migraines and junk! 

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ofvigors

It was unlike them to be at a loss of words.

Rosalind held the plate. As she did many times before, she had held it- and the coin arched into the air, landed, but this time....

“It... seems I was wrong.” 

What happened? Both of their minds raced quietly- this Booker, like those before him, likely had no idea of what great thing had transpired just now. Their theories, everything they knew now was up for debate- if this constant was wrong, then what of the others? Did they traverse far enough from their own line that this one was detrimentally different? Or was it only the coin flip? 

Even so, Rosalind diligently raised her piece of chalk, slowly dragging a line onto the ‘tails’ side of the board. 

What were they to do now? 

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“So long as it does not inconvenience you too much.” 

“We could always sleep on the streets in a pinch.”” “Certainly slept in worse places before.” 

Compared to Rapture, this was Columbia. At least the muggers weren’t able to turn invisible and the drugs not mutating. 

[cowardlycourier-archive]

“Uh…yeah I’d…reserve judgement on that until you actually see it.” Blinkie’s “place” being a dumpster.

“Buuuuuut I promised you the grand tour! First stop: The Atomic Wrangler!”

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"It surely can’t be that bad.”

But it could Robert. It really could. 

“’Atomic Wrangler’? I think I recall that name from the last time we were here.” “With the.... strange robot.”

Rosalind almost replied to that, but refrained, just licking her lips and frowning to herself. 

“You may lead the way.” 

[dieswilldie-blog]

(Autistic Character Solidarity!)

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it's not even headcanon ken levine confirmed autistic lutece on twitter awhile back 8)

God bless america 

Thank you very much for this info I am a v. happy hon today 

[autisticcharacteroftheday]

todays autistic character of the day is a double feature: robert and rosalind lutece from bioshock: infinite

(submitted by lobotomy-queen !)

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I am always wanting to write Rated R material threads but I’m never sure of who would be comfortable doing so. Can roleplayers please reblog this post if you are fully comfortable writing mature subjects in your threads? { Blood, gore, rape, murder, alcohol and drug use, hack&slash etc. } I’d like to find out by this post who IS comfortable with these types of roleplays rather than making someone uncomfortable just by asking. Thank you!

[honhonmatsu-deactivated20160317]

I’m inactive on my rp blogs because I’m afraid that my stalker will contact literally everyone I RP with and try and convince them that I am a horrible person.

[inboxmyrp-blog]

Drop me a character name and I’ll reveal my muse’s heart...

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗 (purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗💗 (how close a friend they consider them)

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗💗 (wanting to have sex with them)

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗💗 (hoping for a romantic relationship)

💔 Non-existent 💗 Very low 💗💗 A little 💗💗💗 Hopeful 💗💗💗💗 High 💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum

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Reblog if you'll PUBLICLY answer anything in your ask right now.

[genesis-the-crafty]

Teasing the Luteces.

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Rosalind crossed her arms, letting out an exasperated sigh. 

“They look just as confused now as when I attempted to explain it.” “Such ideas are not for the general public.” “Still- no idea why they are paying my voxphone now.” “Perhaps you have an admirer.”  “Last thing I need is another one of those.” 

‘‘Alright everyone, Im going to take a ten minute break.’‘As Tydera leapt down from the rafters , she sauntered over to the Luteces. “Good morning. Hope I didn’t startle you too much there, Miss Lutece.”

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“Startle, no.” She said rather coldly, clasping her hands before herself and frowning pointedly. 

“Well. At least it is a woman.”  “I would prefer not to be incorporated into your little play at random. I feel the patrons were just as confused as we were.”