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trigger warnings: these characters deal with loss, death and war. I will tag according to your rules, but please keep this in mind if you are considering a follow.
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reminder ! I match your writing style !
I love matching styles. It makes for interesting writing and I don’t see it as conforming so much as a puzzle I like to switch up. READ HOW below with some smancy st.ar w.ars:
Yeena steps backwards as the challenger advances. It was typical reaction of EXPERIENCED marks to try and kill her before hearing her out. Warn a politician she’s been ordered to kill them ? She’s cast out of the building and bodyguards increase. But tell a MANDOLORIAN ? They aren’t REKNOWN for conversation.
The force yields nothing when she listens; MANDOLARIAN don’t lack emotions, but they are as practiced as THE JEDI when guarding them.
❝ listen, I DIDN’T come here to fight. I know it looks like that. ❞ Fingertips rest against handle of her collapsed bow -- it can be armed in a flash if needed. ❝ if you don’t let me explain, they’ll send just another NIGHTSISTER after you. ❞
crimson sand puffs up around yenna’s scuffed boots as they inch backwards to match the advancement of her opponent. surrounding dust tastes of copper & earth in the inhale that steadies her nerves ----- how does a bounty hunter kill a 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 ?
many of her 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖘𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘 result in this: CONFRONTATION. even 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑪𝑬 appears to bounce off 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚛, her cast for emotions resulting in failure.
❝ listen, ❞ raising one hand, the other slowly inches towards the plasma bow at her hip ( able to arm her in a flash of noticed ) ❝ I didn’t come here to fight I know it looks like that. ❞
how does a bounty hunter kill a 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 ? simple: they don’t.
make sure you are following the multi you want to! my literature // original // multimedia muse account is @foreversequins (currently un-shadowblocking because tumb1r bots are stupid)
my comics and comics-affilated blog is still @batcloak
I will be unfollowing from here so you have an accurate follower count! SOME threads like @multiversalshenanigans & @batisms will be moved over (as always! ♡ )
other blog rolls: lana (currently un-shadowblocking :P) ♡ milla ♡
I've moved my comics!multi batcloak to it's own solo blog!
Recovering from a concussion, I'm hoping to become active here again now that I'm feeling a little bit better. My muses are spread here, (new)batcloak, @deservetoknow & @fearlesslove
"Whoa -- don't shoot the messenger," Lara held her hands up, two snared rabbit dangling from the leather strap looped around her thumb. Twirling around with a weapon in hand was typically her thing, but an ice pick was slower than a bullet of which she'd almost just caught between the eyes. She thought she'd been loud enough coming back to their woodland camp that he'd hear her, but years long training left her tread silent even when she tried.
"It's pretty quiet out there. I was surprised I caught two," she hung the limp rabbits by the leather strap on a tree branch to prepare for dinner later. "I guess most of the infected are hanging around that abandoned village we saw from the cliffs earlier."
❝ I thought it was rather good. ❞ Belle remarked to Ella as she handed the worn novel back to the bookshop keeper.
❝ I think people's ill perception of it comes from reading only the English translation and not the original French. ❞
scavenging was fairly akin to foraging. lara's father taught her young --- this plant was edible, that one will turn every inch of skin purple and itchy. setting traps and hunting animals was only after she'd memorized the complete series of encyclopedias on edible and poisonous plants in the croft manor library. sitting in an old armchair by the fire, flipping through plant sketched pages, she wouldn't have thought it applicable in a diseased apocalypse years later.
scavenging was like foraging except instead of berries, she was scouting the rusty old plane wreck for anything useable. it had been picked clean over the years, but her trained eye occasionally caught a secret compartment or overlooked item in theses scenarios.
"I'm not seeing anyth--" her misplaced balance rocked the plane, precariously perched on a cliffside overlooking the freezing water below.
lara yelped and slid down from gravity's pull along the grungy aisle. she catch herself on the emergency door, long gone, most likely the original crash. the entire plane was going to topple off the cliff with her inside unless mia pulled her out.
with one hand vice-gripped on the metal edge of the doorframe, she reached out the other, "quick ! I won't have time to crawl out once I shift my weight; you'll have to yank me."
it specifically says in the rules if someone is going to block me, please tell me why.
this person talked to me one day (after they followed my back), we had a perfectly reasonable conversation and now they've blocked me.
are 268 gifs making a comeback? outside of rp groups? some indie rpers have always used them, but I feel in the last month there's been a HUGE resurgence with a lot of people who didn't.
if you like to, send this to your rp partners and spread some positivity
oh my gosh !! thank you!! this has been sitting in my inbox and I kept forgetting to post it! I had a really hard day when I got this and it brightened it up!!
