Woah! A stunning superhero such as me has an ask blog? No way!
Here he is, the one, the only, the hottest most handsome man you've ever seen, your favorite superhero, hOtgUy!! (Or you could just spell it Hot Guy. That works too. Hehe.)
[ooc note; This is a Hot Guy roleplay/lore blog! Inspired off of the other lovely hermit roleplay blogs! ..I wish I was Hot Guy, oh, to be a hero-complexed buff man with soft brown hair and gorgeous green eyes...]
Please no politics, don't curse in my ask box! + Sometimes my ask box eats answers :( also, important announcement here regarding boundaries.
Step this way for Hot Guy tidbits!! 🏹⬇️
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🏹 Very clearly, as you can see, I am the handsomest man around, check out my muscles! Watch me flex!
🏹 I've never shared this with the public, but... (Hehe, butt-) ..often I have to use supports! It's tiring, running around this way and that, my poor legs can't keep up without some help!
🏹 This blast scar on my cheek? I got it years ago! I was saving civilians when an explosion went off! Luckily, the only things that were hurt were my pride and the entire right side of my body.. a mere flesh wound, I say!
🏹 My personality? I'd say I'm quite the charismatic man! People love me! And of course, I love the people, I wouldn't be where I am today without them. The more positive attention, the better I do fighting horrible horrible villains!
🏹 Dyslexic? ..who told you that? I'm not relying on autocorrect!!
🏹 cUtEgUy? Ooh, he's cute, alright... Hehe!
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Other blogs!!
Scar - @ask-gtwscar
Grian - @ask-grian
Ariana Griande - @arianagriand3
Cute Guy - @ask-cuteguy
Poultry Man - @iampoultryman
Mumbo - @ask-mumbojumbo
Jimmy - @ask-jimmy-solidarity
Tango - @ask-tangotek
Zedaph - @ask-zedaph
Xisuma - @ask-xisuma
Evil X - @ask-evil-x
Etho - @asketho
BDubs - @askbdubsblog
Gem - @ask-gemgem
Joel - @ask-smallishbeans
Ren - @askrendog
Martyn - @ask-martyn
Doc - @ask-docm77
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[ooc; this blog is inspired off of not only the lovely ask-gtwscar, but also ddvau Hot Guy! (To make it extra clear, I'm not roleplaying as ddvau Hot Guy, I'm inspired by him. And I am not the same moderator as ask-gtws!!)
I am a person too, so please don't get frustrated if I don't answer an ask right away. I could be busy, after all! Hot Guy could be fighting villains!!
Don't be weird about the content creators! I will try to be accurate regarding the character Hot Guy/Scar, but I am not based off of mister content creator Scar himself!
I will be marking character tags and other tags with emojis to avoid maintagging!
Also, this blog welcomes both normal asks and lore with open arms! However please avoid tagging this blog in huge threads, it might be an issue to read through it all and keep caught up. Thank you!]
Hourglass wore his dark green cloak tied to his head to act as a hood. He needed to find someone, something that would help him. Nothing was holding him there anymore. Any new heroes could figure it out for themself. He was tired of being a puppet, being toyed with, being nothing but a dress up doll for The Agency.
He had been running through alley's and across fire rails before stopping to catch his breath after a few miles. He held his axe under his clothes to try and hide it best he could but it barely helped.
His breathing was labored from the suffocating feeling of the bandanna tied around the lower half of his face and his left eye and right eye were switching between being closed so They Agency got as little sight out of him as possible.
@askhourglass
+From somewhere above, mechanisms whirr silently as HotGuy pushes himself to stand from one of his hundreds of hiding spots across the city. Dressed in inconspicuous clothes, cargo pants and tall boots covering his legs, a jacket over his shoulders and a set of normal looking sunglasses over his eyes, the vigilante looked like any other civilian.+
+He rests an elbow on the rail of the escape he's stood on, jaw sat on the heel of his hand as he peers down at the blonde hero far beneath.+
+In the silence of the city that wasn't honking car horns and chattering pedestrians, HotGuy speaks suddenly, loudly, charmingly, as he greets his old friend with a voice that cuts through the night like a blade.+
"Hourglass!" +He calls, tone light and playful,+ "long time no see my friend!"
Upon hearing the voice, Hourglass's eyes widened and reached for his axe but just a moment after he comprehended who it was speaking and visibly relaxed "Oh thank- thank Void..." He looked stressed and exhausted as he turned to face Hotguy "It's amazing to see you as well Hotguy, it's been too long"
Part of him couldn't help but be comforted by the sight of HotGuy. Even after all these years, he knew he had 1 ally at least.
+The vigilante swings his legs over the rail where he perches in a sitting position, eyes glinting behind his glasses.+ "What a coincidence that we both ended up in the same place at the same time!" +He coos, before pushing off and falling the few stories.+
+HotGuy lands gracefully enough - ignoring the slight stumble - and he faces Hourglass with a grin.+ "How's it been? You do something with your hair?"
"Other then cover it while running? Nope, haven't had time. You're lookin great sense the last time I saw you though, still on brand with the glasses I see" HotGuy's positivity spreads onto Hourglass and he smiles, relaxing just a bit.
"Things have been... honestly worse then ever" He chuckles sadly, his smile turning more into a grimace and he takes his makeshift hood and mask off, feeling safe enough to uncover.
+HotGuy turns, gesturing to a space between several crates in the clutter of the alley.+ "Sit down, let's talk about it." +He urges, grabbing an empty crate and flipping it upside down. He grabs a second one and copies the action, sitting on it, the old thing groaning under his weight.+
"Agency's after you, I'm guessing." +He assumes, one elbow on his knee, his chin resting in that hand.+
Hourglass wore his dark green cloak tied to his head to act as a hood. He needed to find someone, something that would help him. Nothing was holding him there anymore. Any new heroes could figure it out for themself. He was tired of being a puppet, being toyed with, being nothing but a dress up doll for The Agency.
He had been running through alley's and across fire rails before stopping to catch his breath after a few miles. He held his axe under his clothes to try and hide it best he could but it barely helped.
His breathing was labored from the suffocating feeling of the bandanna tied around the lower half of his face and his left eye and right eye were switching between being closed so They Agency got as little sight out of him as possible.
@askhourglass
+From somewhere above, mechanisms whirr silently as HotGuy pushes himself to stand from one of his hundreds of hiding spots across the city. Dressed in inconspicuous clothes, cargo pants and tall boots covering his legs, a jacket over his shoulders and a set of normal looking sunglasses over his eyes, the vigilante looked like any other civilian.+
+He rests an elbow on the rail of the escape he's stood on, jaw sat on the heel of his hand as he peers down at the blonde hero far beneath.+
+In the silence of the city that wasn't honking car horns and chattering pedestrians, HotGuy speaks suddenly, loudly, charmingly, as he greets his old friend with a voice that cuts through the night like a blade.+
"Hourglass!" +He calls, tone light and playful,+ "long time no see my friend!"
Upon hearing the voice, Hourglass's eyes widened and reached for his axe but just a moment after he comprehended who it was speaking and visibly relaxed "Oh thank- thank Void..." He looked stressed and exhausted as he turned to face Hotguy "It's amazing to see you as well Hotguy, it's been too long"
Part of him couldn't help but be comforted by the sight of HotGuy. Even after all these years, he knew he had 1 ally at least.
+The vigilante swings his legs over the rail where he perches in a sitting position, eyes glinting behind his glasses.+ "What a coincidence that we both ended up in the same place at the same time!" +He coos, before pushing off and falling the few stories.+
+HotGuy lands gracefully enough - ignoring the slight stumble - and he faces Hourglass with a grin.+ "How's it been? You do something with your hair?"
Hourglass wore his dark green cloak tied to his head to act as a hood. He needed to find someone, something that would help him. Nothing was holding him there anymore. Any new heroes could figure it out for themself. He was tired of being a puppet, being toyed with, being nothing but a dress up doll for The Agency.
He had been running through alley's and across fire rails before stopping to catch his breath after a few miles. He held his axe under his clothes to try and hide it best he could but it barely helped.
His breathing was labored from the suffocating feeling of the bandanna tied around the lower half of his face and his left eye and right eye were switching between being closed so They Agency got as little sight out of him as possible.
@askhourglass
+From somewhere above, mechanisms whirr silently as HotGuy pushes himself to stand from one of his hundreds of hiding spots across the city. Dressed in inconspicuous clothes, cargo pants and tall boots covering his legs, a jacket over his shoulders and a set of normal looking sunglasses over his eyes, the vigilante looked like any other civilian.+
+He rests an elbow on the rail of the escape he's stood on, jaw sat on the heel of his hand as he peers down at the blonde hero far beneath.+
+In the silence of the city that wasn't honking car horns and chattering pedestrians, HotGuy speaks suddenly, loudly, charmingly, as he greets his old friend with a voice that cuts through the night like a blade.+
"Hourglass!" +He calls, tone light and playful,+ "long time no see my friend!"
