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we'll let you guys prophesy we gon' see the future first living so the last night feels like a past life speaking of the, don't know what got into people devil be possessin homies demons try to body jump

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*  ゜★・ cash “agent foxtail” matthews - moodboard ( 1 / ? )

[ on why he’s afraid of crocodiles ]  "gee, i don't know. maybe deep down i'm afraid of any apex predator that lived through the K-T extinction. physically unchanged for a hundred million years, because it's the perfect killing machine. a half ton of cold-blooded fury, the bite force of 20,000 newtons, and stomach acid so strong it can dissolve bones and hoofs."

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*  ゜★・ harley !! :

’it’s gonna take a lot to take me away from you’ his walkman crooned into the near empty hallway. he had just returned from a mission and he’s fairly certain he’s never had this many injuries in his life. wincing, he gently dabbed a wad of paper towels against the side of his face. the napkins slowly turned red the longer they touched skin, seeping up his blood. "so like, tamagotchis are really fuckin’ cool,“ harley muttered to the people lingering around, lifting the paper towels from his face to access the damage. “i mean, mine like laid some weird ass egg yesterday.. or did it shit? i don’t know. i couldn’t really tell because five minutes before it did that, i got frustrated and threw it against a wall.. and the screen cracked.. maybe my tamagotchi is dead now.” he rambled thoughtlessly, as he retrieved the roll of paper towels near him. using his good hand, he collected another fistful of paper and then plopped it to his face. his face was covered in scraps and scratches and day old stubble. he was wearing a black suit and black tie — a nice one if you could look past the blood — plus there was a ripped hole in the left knee and dirt and rocks up the side of him. he looked like he had just jumped from a moving train… which, he had. but minor details. “anyway, you got one? it’s wild. you should get one.”

cash nearly shit his fucking pants when harley spoke to him, maybe not to him per say, it seemed like it was more to anyone who would listen --- but hey, here was his chance, the team eradication leader in the flesh right in front of him talking about fucking tamagotchi of all things, like, fuck yes, something he could actually contribute to. “ dude, right ? mine finally turned into ‘teen’, i nearly fuckin’ pissed myself i was so hype. ” he smiled, trying to act like a cool, collected agent who was good enough to move out of toddler’s in tiaras with ryker. “ maybe yours isn’t dead, dude --- maybe s’just sick and you’ve got time to make it better --- i don’t know. you should probably just get a new one, but yeah, tamagotchi’s the o.g. ” he wasn’t sure if he should comment on the scratches, the blood, the ... everything. tamagotchi’s were so much easier to focus on. 

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*  ゜★・ ryker !! :

“so i went to the office to get my mission for the week and what do i see written on the top? MCDONALD’S. mickey fricken d’s! so of course my first reaction was this is a fucking joke. what was my mission you ask? protect the mac sauce recipe. what? the mac sauce recipe? what the, i can’t even explain how irritated i was at the rubbish mission they were handing me. sure i’ve had shitty missions since i almost killed an agent, but protect fucking big mac sauce? needless to say i still went, and ordered a large vanilla cone because you know — there’s no saying no to ice cream.i took a seat in a booth near the back, licking the creamy goodness off crisp, golden cone when suddenly burger king employees burst down the doors of mcdonald’s. shots of ketchup are fired, employees are falling left and right, ketchup is splattered all over the walls. i don’t know what to do, i’ve never seen such a battle. i stand from my seat, chucking my vanilla cone at the burger king manager, and right as it lands on his face….i wake up. and that kids is why you don’t chug a bottle of tequila before bed.”

“ drinking on the job ? i thought you were supposed to be enriching the minds of the agents of tomorrow, ya scrub. but i guess you gotta do what you gotta do to protect the mac sauce — okay wait, can i just say — your wet dreams sound pretty shitty. ice cream ? you could do better, even though mcdank’s has some dope ice cream … but anyways. i’m just disappointed that my, i mean, the team’s tiara didn’t make an appearance. i thought what we had was special, boss. ”

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*  ゜★・ winnie !! :

“ okay – listen, i’m gonna admit something embarrassing and you have to promise not to laugh. actually, first i’m gonna ask you a question. have you ever peed yourself during a mission? because, like, it happened to me. early on. like, i didn’t think we’d be gone for so long, and there i was standing there as a lookout trying to think of dry things – the desert, justin timberlake’s ramen hair, you know, typical dry things – and suddenly it was just like a flood down there. i was pissin’ like a two year old. anyway, the spy suits are super absorbent. just a light stain. so if you ever gotta pee on a mission… go wild.” 

“ okay, damn, how am i supposed to not laugh at that ? s’fucking hilarious, wins. you’re screwed if justin timberlakes ramen hair can’t save you, your bladder is hella weak. thanks for the advice ... though ? glad i have the fuckin’ superiors giving me such dope advice, boy gee whiz mom & dad your son’s gonna be a wicked good agent ! camp is fun hugs and kisses ! learned how to make friendship bracelets ! shit, now i’m gonna piss. ” 

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*  ゜★・ alex !! : 

“I get that working missions undercover and adopting a different persona is all apart of the deal but you can’t say that guy didn’t deserve it. He was bugg’n saying I was a ‘slammin’ beeotch.’ On the bright side of me beating his face into the dirt, I never stained my clothes once.”

“ ... look, i’m a little late to this convo ‘cause i’ll be honest, i was thinking about the game of tetris waiting for me back in my room ... but ... all jokes aside, you know he was right. you’re a slammin’ beeotch, please don’t try’n beat me up for that, it’s just a play -- sorta. --- c’mon just admit it, he had a point. ”

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*  ゜★・ rhea !! :

“I hate to be the ‘annoying’ one, but can some of you please put your weapons away after using them, I’m getting sick of tripping on tiny knives and wondering if one is going to go through my eye. I’d appreciate it if you’d all clean up after yourselves.”

“ okay, i’m gonna pretend that you didn’t just ask me that -- like, listen, okay ? what’s the point of being a fucking secret agent if you’re just going to act like a motherfuckin’ wet blanket all the time, jeez. just eat your wheaties, and stop having a fucking stroke for a good five seconds, alright? you’ll be fine. also, fuck you. i’ll leave my shit for someone else to clean up. when in rome. ”

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*  ゜★・。 daphne !! :

“ so i was in the middle of this stake-out with this guy, right? and he was playing snake to pass the time, which is totally fine by me, snake’s dope. but then, he lost and threw his phone out our window and right into the window of this guy we were supposed to be watching in the building on the other side of the street. — long story short, the target got away and i had to listen to the everybody by the backstreet boys on a loop on our way back to headquarters to calm myself down. ”

“ he threw his phone out the window ? what a piece of shit, that’s bunk. how the fuck is he supposed to play snake now ? dude, like fucking up the mission aside .. you don’t screw yourself out’a playing snake. i’m bugg’n just, thinking about it, damn. ---  i get why you’re salty, but couldn’t you give yourself some variety ? ” 

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lmaoo my comp is freaking the fuck out ??? lit idk what’s up but i had to type in tumblr.com/new/text to make this post so we’ll see how this ride goes 

anyways ive had so much time to not be a piece of shit but !!! spoiler !!! i still am ... so cash does no have an about page up yet but i’ll be getting on that soon dont worry cuties, i’m so excited for amber to finally b reopened with such a funky plot anyways here’s my little bullet points pls feel free to climb into my ass via dms or aim @charlizaridk !! ( im charlie nice 2 meet u all welcome welcome )

so cash is basically just a cocky son of a bitch who’s like ? thinks he should be done with training by now but sadly is not and so he’s just over the whole thing

he’s been at the agency for almost seven years !! he ran away when he was fifteen because he hated his parents and was in love with this boy jonathan who actually ended up deserting him so he spent a little bit of time on the street before getting recruited by amber agents

his dad is the governor of ny and honestly he’s lowkey every day trynna talk the higher up ppl into running a mission to kill him for bullshit corruption claims and to let him go on it , no one knows that’s his dad b/c he changed his name and what not 

but anyways he’s basically just really cocky and jaded and his constant state of emotions is probably that of like an angry chihuahua ?? constantly just wants to fight but is lowkey harmless he’s a fucking baby honestly

just wants to prove himself but like ... no one’s allowed to know that fuck u 

definitely has a tamagotchi and a collection of mr sketch markers that he likes to sniff 

basically he thinks he’s the shit and like thinks he’s entitled to rawpotting like everyone so watch out this shithead is gonna try and flirt his way into ur agent’s pants especially if he thinks it would help him move up out of training into his team of choice ( eradication !! lit his whole existence that isnt devoted to his daddy issues is devoted to his desire to b on that team honeslyl ) 

there’s def more but there’s ur basic overview pls feel free to mssg me or like this and i will mssg you !! again i’m charlie i’m hype idk y a 

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BEN PARISH IS DEAD. I don’t miss him. Ben was a wuss, a cry-baby, a thumb-sucker. Not Zombie. Zombie is everything Ben wasn’t. Zombie is hardcore. Zombie is badass. Zombie is stone-cold.

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Little soldier boy, your gaze so cold, your swing so mean. You play with knives, weapons and dreams. The night captures us, the cold sets in our bones, we are left alone. Little soldier boy, your heart is frozen, you breathe out ice. You play with lives, death and memories. You keep treading the line so fine between martyrdom and lies. The past kills you, every single time yet you are reborn in the night. Little soldier boy, when will you remember, this is not who you were. Now you just kill without remorse and dread the morning light. Little soldier boy, where was your innocence lost.

A bullet in the barrel of the gun aimed at your best guy’s head  // p.m. (via findingbarnes)

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