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@tenthtimey
The sickly looking, slender man's weary eyes widened as he saw the blue box. That was it! Exactly what he needed right now! Pressing his hands into his rebelling stomach he ran towards it, desperate to - finally - throw up like a civilized person. The recent state of his transformation caused basically all imaginable forms of physical pain and unwellness to him and the constant 'fokken puking' was one of them... Sliding through a group of Poleepkwa standing between him and the promising box, he almost bumped into the doors, released an annoyed growling, and then began to aggressively jiggle the door handles, in desperate hope to get into this (in comparison to the rest of this place - disturbingly clean looking) porta potty...
“The aggressively displayed Bioshock recommendations are getting out of hand...”
(Like, srsly, guys, I’m, following ONE humble Bioshock blog... @rapture-has-no-walls)
fokken-sweetie-man > fokkensweetieman
//Yes, given some very special person returned today (huehue - I missed you, Blacky! ^^), I decided to get a bit more active on my Wikus again, AND finally update my name to make tagging easier.
drtoaster
He peered at Wickus through a yellow visor, his hands slowly planting themselves on his hips and causing hit kilt plates to clank slightly. “What’s with that look?” He muttered, slowly shifting his weight from foot to foot and crossing his arms. Toaster was in vast contrast to Wickus. He revelled in the fight, confrontation and combat were what he had been built for. Sure, he resented being transformed into a Cyborg, but he loved himself a good rumble.
He listened to Wickus’ explanation, before offering a nod of understanding. “Well at least you’re a freak talking to another freak. I can’t remember if I had a family… but they’re probably dead, and in another universe, and also dead.” He shrugged, not seeming to care too much about that. “I sorta see where you’re coming from though. I guess I just personally prefer to throw myself headlong into hell. I don’t think I could handle the boring life, but I can see the appeal.” He admitted. “Unwanted adventure isn’t fun though. It’s inconvenient at best.”
Wikus listened to him and gave a sparse nod every now and then. While Wikus did not openly show it, he indeed did not particularly like the lifestyle he seemed to be so fond of... But then again, at the mention of him not even knowing what happened to his family, and assuming them dead (and in a... Other universe...) did somewhat explain his attitude to Wikus: The result was a person who did not care, because there was nothing left to care about...
Thoughtfully scatching his mustache Wikus nodded. "Another universe, eh? Not the sort of story you get to hear every day... Not judging you though... ...So... What are you usually doing when... Y'know... Seeking for adenture and all? Sounds like you'd be someone who'd milk this fokken place here... Throw a rock somewhere, and be sure it lands of the head of someone seeking for trouble anyway..." He smirked, yet it was obvious that his smirk was not from amusement, but based on the bitter irony surrounding them....
…Just Imagine a messy version of Wheatley wiedling a Gun that makes people explode…
Me, as I am trying to explain District 9′s protagonist to @warmhandtohold (via gallum-galla-gilla-ma)
I’m not saying what he did was right, but he took the choices that were given to him.
District 9 (2009), dir: Neill Blomkamp.
drtoaster
“But breaking laws is the fun part!” He remarked, before looking him up and down briefly. “Then again… you don’t look like a bastard of the armed variety. Breaking laws may be hazardous to your long term wellbeing I suppose.” He huffed and patted his revolver lightly. “Thanks to this though I have the delightful experience of being able to live dangerously. Its a fucking mixed bag though. Hence the need for a list of people who hate me as well.”
Wikus narrowed his eyes and looked at the stranger for some time. Weird disturbing, almost even outrageous how someone could be so incredibly easy-going and joyful about 'living dangerous'. Wikus saw nothing exciting; nothing glorious in it. He had become an escapist, unwillingly having to fight his way through if he had to, yet he certainly - even if he felt like he was about to get more and more enraged in fighting situations - never enjoyed confrontation.
He was a wimpy man. Pretty much the opposite of everything one would think of when describing a hero. Yet even for Wikus there still seemed to be a little hope of one day becoming a somewhat courageous person. He just was not aware of it himself yet... "So you..." He began in his high pitched voice while he leaned against the wall behind him. "Seem to be a pretty darn... Adventurous type, aye? Can't blame anyone for that, I just... Like, when I have to fight, it's not me choosing to do. It's either me or whoever wants to kill me... Can't say I'm particularly happy about this... I'm a fokken freak... Cost me my life, my family, my job... If I had a choice I'd pick a boring life over an unwanted adventure..."
// [Adam Jensen voice] "I never asked for this!" (My hunger games simulation was literally the worst sort of multiverse crack. And D9 sucked. Sucked so hard... XD)
drtoaster
“You know… it’s not an awful idea, I’ll give you that. Usually I’m the one wanting people dead though, or making people dead. You make a good point though… uhhh…” He snaps his fingers a few tims. “Name please?”
"Errrrm... Wikus..." He cluelessly stemered, looking at the man(?) in the rather bewildering armour. "Always glad to be... Helpful. Within the limits of... Y'know... Common sense, and... Not breaking any laws..." He stopped for a moment and awkwardly cleared his throat, casually grabbing his hair with one hand, while hiding the other - his mutated one - under his coat. "...At least... Breaking them as little as possible... Well... Preferable.. Y'know what I mean."
drtoaster
“I have a lot of people I hate, its hard to pick one I actually hate the most…”
"So ye... Uhhhh.... Maybe should make a list.. Like... Checking who wants ye dead and who's just... Fokken annoying..."
tbh working on this is the only thing keeping me sane rn
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hey (I hope this isn't too weird, but) I read all the tags from people that reblog my art and it really warms the heart to know I've made a small impact on anyone. very small, but I'm still very glad you enjoyed it. thank you <3 nice blog you got here! there really isn't enough D9 on tumblr :/
// Awww, it’s not weird at all. Just as much as it warms your heart seeing your art making impact on people, it warms up my heart to read your happy and cheerful words.And yes, I 100% agree: There is not enough D9 out there - I wish there was more, but then again, I have the feeling the fandom is slowly fading (Not stopping me though. ^^)
i kinda lost the mood for the rest of the picture atm, but wanted to finish these nerds
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OMG! Best crossovver EVER! <3 <3
@erroneous-luka
Understanding the motivation behind a characters actions is not the same as excusing those actions.
Enjoying a characters complexity isn’t being blind to their faults.
I don’t want a perfect character, I want a character I can love, get mad at, laugh at, cry at, curse at…I want them to feel real.
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