Jeet's Stronghold

Indie Jeet RP blog from the Mad Max game Selective | Multi-verse Tracking: flatlandsovereign

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[So, guess who just remembered her email and password to this blog--]

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Hey, I noticed you hadn't posted in a bit. I was wondering if you were alright?

[Hey there! I’m doing alright, I appreciate your concern though. Just some real life issues have piled up and, sadly, this blog has taken a hit because of it. I haven’t abandoned it, I do check in, I just took an unannounced hiatus. A lack of muse keeps me on other blogs, tbh, though I do plan on coming back once I have time to replay the game a little bit. Thank you for the message, though!]

Reblog if it's alright for your muse to be given Christmas presents by other people's muses

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    Listen, we used to rule this stretch, and now the Warlord                             controls all and brings only death.

[ivakir]

- Well, of course, I have this, - Iv smiled, slightly narrowing her eyes. - Bones, needles, knives - any sharp objects, that may satisfy your demands, - she made a light bow. Good manners were eternal companions of this merchant. Be polite, always and everywhere.

His wound - a burn skin? and what was sticking out of his red skin? - caught her attention, but Iv didn’t show her curiosity. Simply put, she didn’t stare. It was, firstly, rude, and secondly, she could lose the client.

- However, everything has its price, - Iv straightened. - So, what can you offer me?

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His brow furrowed somewhat at her antics, though he was relieved that she had at least something sharp on her. Hopefully they were small enough, but he would have to make do. 

While he was expecting to have to pay in some way, he still wasn’t pleased with having to do so. He frowned, shifting on his feet again, restless. 

“I got scrap, somethin’ to drink,” he said, sliding his jaw side to side slightly as he thought, “Got a place to stay, if you wanna exchange for a place to sleep for the night. What’re you interested in?”

[crowdazzle123]

“Shame.” Crow responded with a rather neutral smile. Somethign about it wasnt friendly at all. No crow was not here on business matters, more of a personal issue with one of Jeets people. Some scab brain thought it would be a good idea to hang around and get to know everyone before making off with a car, water, gallons of guz, and somethign far more personal to Crow.

“I’m here to settle a debt actually.”

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Whatever sort of friendliness, as little as there was to begin with, dropped completely from Jeet’s expression. He leaned forward, gripping at the railing in front of him as he narrowed his eyes. What few people he had standing around him seemed to tense up, hands already on weapons, but didn’t raise them. Not yet, anyway. 

“Debt? What debt? This is the only time I’ve talked to ya face-to-face, I owe you shit.”

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@canisxcanem liked for a starter

The arrow pulled into position with a faint click, rough hands keeping a steady aim at the person in front of him. 

“I’mma give you a couple seconds to explain yourself before I spread your brains in the sand.”

[narcissistic--monstrosity]

{ Place One in My Inbox - Questions Edition }

[ofmakingit-deactivated20160321]

Can work as an ice breaker, starter maker, or just a simple little ask meme.

“Am I dead?”

“Another one?”

“And what if I don’t?”

“Are you afraid of God?”

“Are you crazy?”

“Are you lost?”

“Are you really that shallow?”

“Are you sure it’s okay?”

“Are you sure there were no survivors?”

“Can I trust you?”

“Can we go now?”

“Can we not fight tonight?”

“Can’t or won’t?”

“Do you even care about how I feel?”

“Do you expect me to believe that?”

“Do you have any idea what you just did?”

“Do you love me?”

“Do you trust me?”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“How could you do this?”

“How did you escape?”

“How long has it been since you last slept?”

“How long have you been there?”

“Is that blood behind your ear?”

“Is that really a gamble you’re willing to make?”

“Just go, alright?”

“Mind if I sleep here tonight?”

“Really?”

“Tell me: have you ever been afraid like this?”

“That’s the best you could come up with?”

“Wait, were you being sarcastic or…?”

“Want to hear a secret?”

“Was I the only one who thought that?”

“Well, that’s what I said, isn’t it?”

“What are you?”

“What are you doing here?”

“What do I have to say to make you understand?”

“What do you keep writing in that notebook?”

“What do you want with me?”

“What happened?”

“What if you stayed this time?”

“What if… what if I don’t want to be free?”

“What’s in it for me?”

“What’s in it for you?”

“When have I ever lied to you?”

“Where did you go?”

“Where did you last see it?”

“Where’s the rest of the body?”

“Who are you?”

“Who did this to you?”

“Why are you so angry?”

“Why are you so calm about this?”

“Why do you have this urge to control people all the time?”

“Why do you keep doing this to me?”

“Why do you have to make everything about you?”

“Why does it always have to be alcohol?”

“Why don’t you come over here and prove it?”

“Why is the truth so important to you?”

“Why should I help you?”

“Wouldn’t that be nice?”

“You don’t remember me?”

“You expect me to believe you haven’t done this before?”

“You’ve been pretending all this time?”

send me ONE WORD and I'll write a drabble

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[Been thinking about making a blog for a Mad Max OC that I had jotted down notes for a long while ago. Just not sure how interested people would be in writing with them. I'm also probably not doing anything until this blog is back up on its feet again.]

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@ivakir liked for a starter

“What do you have to trade? Bone shards? Anything sharp?” 

He tried not to bark the questions, but they seemed to be asked very quickly. Jeet’s stare was unwavering, watching her carefully. The arrows in the sling across his back shifting slightly as he moved his weight from one foot to another, his hand gripping at his arm near the scarred skin on his shoulder. 

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@bulletfarming liked for a starter

“What sorta business brings the Bullet Farmer my way?”

While most newcomers set him on edge, Jeet couldn’t help the growing sense of paranoia at seeing one of the bigger leaders of the wastes. He tended to keep within Balefire Flatlands and surrounding areas, though he was no stranger to seeing war parties from a number of other places. Still, this was enough to put a tightness to his jaw. 

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@crow-dazzle liked for a starter

What little that was left of Jeet’s eyebrows rose slightly at the sight of the feathered man. Crow Dazzle, if he remembered correctly. Heard his name muttered around along with his death races, something that Jeet had no interest in, so it raised the question as to why he was here. 

“If you’re lookin’ for racers, you’re in the wrong part of the wastes.”

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[Since my last starter thing was a bust, like this for a short/one-liner starter.]

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All the starter sentences I could find, alphabetized.

"Are you crazy?”

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"Are you sure they won’t find out?”

"Are you sure this is legal?”

"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

"Are you threatening me?"

"Be mine."

"Do I know you?"

"Do you love me?"

"Do you remember this?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Don’t go."

"Don’t let me die"

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Don’t make me beg.”

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"Don’t you dare."

"Explain yourself."

"For you, I would _____"

"Give it back."

"Give me another chance."

"Have you ever even done this before?"

"How drunk are you right now?"

"I already regret this."

"I am not wearing that.”

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"I can’t do this anymore."

"I can’t even look at you."

"I could kill you!"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I didn’t do it.""

"I didn’t know you could do that."

"I don’t want to look at you right now.”

"I guess this is goodbye.”

"I hate you."

"I have to go."

"I just want to cuddle."

"I know your secret.”

"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”

"I love you."

"I miss you so very much."

"I missed you."

"I need a drink."

"I need a hug."

"I never really loved you."

"I owe you."

"I think I broke it."

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"I think it’s broken.”

"I trust you."

"I want to be yours."

"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”

"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."

"I’ll be there in five minutes.”

”This is really inappropriate.”

"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”

"I’m bad for you.”

"I’m dying."

"I’m going to be sick."

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”

"Is that my shirt?"

"It was me"

"It’s so beautiful.”

"It’s time to choose.”

"Just five more minutes."

"Just go."

"Just leave me alone."

"Just let me die."

"Just relax."

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Kiss me you idiot."

"Kiss me."

"Make me."

"Marry me?"

"My Parents don’t know"

"My parents know.""

"Never again."

"Nh, don’t be so rough!"

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"Put it away.”

"Put your trousers on!"

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"Shut up and listen."

"Take responsibility."

"That isn’t mine."

"That looked easier on TV."

"That sounds painful."

"That was a bad plan."

"That’s mine!”

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"They’re coming.”

"This seems familiar."

"This stays between us."

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"We need to talk."

"We’re moving too fast.”

"Well that was unexpected."

"What are we doing here?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you touching?"

"What are you?"

"What do you need?"

"What happened to you?"

"What have I done this time?"

"What if someone catches us?”

"What sort of noise was that?”

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"What were you thinking?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”

"Where were you?"

"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”

"Why are you wearing that?"

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"You could have died!”

"You could have killed someone!"

"You coward."

"You don’t need to be so gentle.”

"You drive me crazy!"

"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”

"You lied to me!"

"You mean everything to me."

"You owe me."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

"You’re all out of ____."

"You’re an idiot.”

"You’re bad for me.”

"You’re dead to me."

"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"

"You’re really good at this…”

"You’re so weird.""

"You’re under arrest."

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[I really suck at keeping up with this blog and I’m sorry. It’s been a while so I’m not sure who I all have threads with still and what’s been dropped, but please feel free to approach me for plotting or whatever. I’ll try to be on here more often since life seems to be a little calmer.]

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[Casually leaves this starter call here instead of apologizing for being MIA.]