Hey guys, guess whoās not dead and still here and really sorry about the drop off the face of the earth?
Monterey Bay Aquarium

Discoholic šŖ©

pixel skylines
we're not kids anymore.
Aqua Utopiaļ½ęµ·ć®åŗć§čØę¶ćē“”ć
sheepfilms
cherry valley forever
Mike Driver

Love Begins
taylor price
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
wallacepolsom
šŖ¼
Fai_Ryy

Janaina Medeiros
Claire Keane
Misplaced Lens Cap
official daine visual archive
art blog(derogatory)
macklin celebrini has autism

seen from Malaysia
seen from Canada

seen from Malaysia
seen from Bangladesh
seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia
seen from Dominican Republic
seen from United States
seen from Jamaica
seen from Argentina
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
@explosivetrashrodent-blog
Hey guys, guess whoās not dead and still here and really sorry about the drop off the face of the earth?
spartiatis-foinix:
The second he saw whatever weapon the man had aimed at him, his eyes began to glow as spears formed and floated all pointed at whoever the blond was. āLook. Iām sorry I broke your shit, but to be fair i had no clue you were herw. I would have blown out a differant wall.ā
He was embarrassed to some extent. Damon understood the situationā¦probably. The guy just wanted money.
As he was about to say somwthing, the alarm in the bank went off causing the Spartan to growl. āFucking FUCKā aura began to build around Damon as his energy was ramped up and he began absorbing a bit from lights on the outside of the building. With glowing eyes, a threw one bolt of electricity into the building, causing an explosion that caused a collapse.
āTo be fair? Who blows up a wāollĀ tryinā to get out?! You blow them up gettinā in!ā The weapons aimed at him made him somewhat angry, theyĀ were the ones that were seemingly hostile and yet they did nothing to calm the junker or make him think otherwise. Instead, they geared for a fight.Ā āPut them toothpicks away, unless you wantĀ a fight?ā He was certain that, though he may not win, the man wouldnāt get away without some damage.
The crackle of energy in the air- JunkratĀ wasnāt familiar with it but he was no fool. He turned tail and ran for cover, diving behind the wall of another building just before the crumble and explosion of the building reached him.
Everything was silent, even the usual sounds that ran on at night were not to be heard. Poking his head out from around the corner, Jamison seeās the damage and nearly gasps at it. The building completely collapsed, nothing but rubble and the man- he couldnāt see him. Junkrat had to get out of there, he can hear the sirens already and if heās caught here with... with thisĀ mess, theyāll arrest himĀ for it.
the-golden-days-long-gone:
āYou know damn well why Iām here: Trying to destroy a public building! If that thing collapses, all surrounding buildings within a 5 block radius will be damaged or destroyed in the process, and kill or injure several innocents!ā He growled deeply and loaded his gun, keeping it on standby.
Okay, so maybe blowing up an entire building was a little... too much. But the man inside owed him money! No one gets out of paying the junker!Ā āThe bloke inĀ āere owes me money!Ā āE wonāt pay me!ā There was really no point arguing, Junkrat didnāt have a solid opposition.
He grumbles something to himself and sighs in defeat.Ā āSorry...ā He murmurs, looking at his shattered leg and then to his injured arm. This would take some time to fix but the leg would need a full replacement. Too bad he didnāt get paid, Jamison could have easily bought a new one.
spartiatis-foinix:
Damon removed his trident from the guard with the money in hand with a small smile. āI Can only say Iām slightly sorry youāre dead, but to be fair you did shoot me.ā
He had the information he was payed to grab, along with some stolen money. All that was in the way was the wall to the bank. Electricity built up in his system as his eyes began to glow. Damon let out a massive blast of electricity, blowing out the wall. Walking through he found someone on the other side. āOhā¦hi.ā
Junkrat would have to be deaf andĀ blind if that blast didnāt catch his attention, well, deaf, blind, andĀ numb. The blast knocks him away quite a distance, tumbling on the ground like a log before he stops. That was far more powerful than any explosive heās ever set off, heās pretty sure it wasnāt an explosive at all.Ā
JunkratĀ wheezes and attempts to reach for his launcher, slowly getting up with the sharp and dull pains that spread throughout his body. Once on his feet, he stumbles a bit but manages to keep his balance, gun aimed and ready to shoot at the threat.
A single man. Just a single man standing there looking... rather embarrassed- or shocked, itās hard to tell from this distance. Jamison squints, scowls, and lets out a quiet growl of frustration. This man had cleaned the building out, there was going to be nothing in there of any value for the scavenger.Ā
āBlast it all..!ā He kicks a rock, giving the man one last look before turning back to the rubble behind him. His bombs are destroyed and scattered and impossible to repair.
āOooooiii! You destroyed mā stuff!ā
Trying to get back into thisā¦
If you want a starter, like/reblog maybe?
I would, but I have OCsā¦.
Hey Iām down for ocs!Ā
@the-golden-days-long-gone reblogged for a starter!
Perhaps he shouldāve figured himself in trouble when he spotted the old man and the faint red glow of his visor in the distance, but because JunkratĀ had his mind preoccupied with other things- like blowing down this building because the man inside thought they could get away with not paying him his money. It shouldāve come as no surprise when the junker finds himself cornered, his prosthetic leg lying next to him in broken shambles.
āTo wot do oi owe thā pleasāa?ā He chuckles darkly, eyes fierce and defiant as he holds his other prosthetic to keep it from falling to pieces as well,
RPers, please reblog this if youāre ok with para responses that donāt include dialogue.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Often it seems like an expectation that dialogue will be exchanged in every para response, but sometimes characters are nonverbal, or donāt have anything to say, or are in a situation that would make talking impractical. If the writer puts enough attention into describing their actions, though, thereās still plenty to respond to even without dialogue. Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Non-dialogue responses are not āgoing nowhere.ā Non-dialogue responses are not āfiller.ā Non-dialogue responses are not non-responses.
I.... i love all the skins
I love them all ;w;
@spartiatis-foinix liked for a starter!
3..! 2..! 1..!
...
Thereās nothing. No explosion, no sounds, not even a little fizzle. JunkratĀ jolts up rather confused.
āWot?!ā Scrambling to his feet- well, foot, the junker runs over to inspect the explosives. The fuseĀ had been blown out before it reached the big bang!Ā Who dared do this? How was Junkrat supposed to get behind these walls now that his bomb was kaput? He growls in frustration, scratching the top of his head as he did so and then falling onto his backside with defeat.
Jamison sighs and flicks the wick of the bomb in boredom. What to do, what to do...
Trying to get back into this...
If you want a starter, like/reblog maybe?
Guys, Iām in danger of losing everything I have right now.
I am unable to get a job (which is embarrassing for my age) and my mother who has been struggling to try and support three people just got dumped into more trouble.
She had to quit her job because she couldnāt work under the new contract the owner of the shop wanted her to work with. We only have enough money to pay one monthās rent and already do we have our phone bills late. So if I drop out, this is why.
I donāt have any prices yet, but Iām planning on setting up commissions or whatever, to try and at least help out while I still hunt for jobs.
I just thought Iād let you know that, in the event that every one of my blogs goes dead, this is why
Reblog if you want to build non-romantic relationships!
Relationships between muses not necessarily have to be romantic and it doesnāt make it any less interesting. Just imagine what adventures can two good friends go through! Maybe your muse will find themselves a new rival? Or maybe they will be enjoying presence of their relatives? These and many other relationships are just as important and intriguing as (romantic) ships.
Ugh i need to be on this guy more
My apologies guys ;w;
Vote Now! [Demon x Human] [Human x Alien] [Human experiment x Alien] [Alien x Alien]
hey, if you guys could help me figure something out with this, that would be great!
Gonna be ending this in three days!
You guys mind helpin' me with something?
Junkrat squeaking when scared/shocked; reblog if you agree
when both the mun and muse want to rp but are too shy to ask anyone for such
heridesagain replied to your post: if thereās one thing I enjoy seeing on my dash...
WHERE MY LITTLE RATS AT
have you checked under the couch cushions?Ā