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There seemed to be rather large cords around neck height and lower back in the pod. He had matching holes in his neck and back. The cords looked like they could stretch to an extent, but not quite so low at the mecha was on the cart.
With a wrinkle in her forehead and her finger on her lip, Mina looked between the pod and the man. Mecha. With the clothing on, it was difficult for her to really see how the two came together, exactly. But she knew it was hardly the time for modesty-- if robots could be modest at all-- and went to work stripping him once he’d been pulled off the cart. Then she saw those matching ports.
“Whatever happens next...” she spoke lowly, trying her very best to maneuver the mecha as close as she could to the cords, “I won’t leave until you’re well. My fools will just have to wait for me at home.”
Finally came the moment when Mina could plug the robotic man into his station, and she allowed herself to slump against the cart (with its wheels already locked) and watch as the electricity began to cycle through. There wasn’t much to see, really, but the humming that came from the machines indicated things were going right-- even if he was awkwardly propped up in place.
my apologies to those awaiting replies on here !! game of thrones has sunk its claws into me again lmao. I shall return to catch up tomorrow :)
Claude Rains and Gloria Stuart in The Invisible Man (1933)
If you are an independent roleplayer in the horror fandom of any kind whether TV Show, Movies, Novels, etc. Whether you are an original character or multimuse blog, please reblog this post to be added to an ever growing list of horror muses. Figured I’d make my own little thing and gather up some new friends along the way!!! Be sure to include muse(s) name(s) in tags please!
♢ @iwasbusyplayingportal ♢
If you want something done right, do it yourself. MERLE Dixon had been raised by those words. Made a life by them. And when he found himself constantly being disappointed by his fellow survivors, having his fuse burnt to the very end was practically a staple in his daily regimen.
“Gimme the damned gun, boy. You don’t wanna do it? I’ll do it myself–”
◆ —— QUENTIN TARANTINO MOVIE QUOTES STARTER PROMPTS.
“What should we drink to, sir?”
“So, who are your three handsome escorts?”
“I’m a little surprised how tall you were in real life. I mean, you’re a little fellow, but not circus-midget little, as your reputation would suggest.”
“I love rumours! Facts can be so misleading, where rumours, true or false, are often revealing.”
“Just keep your fuckin’ mouth shut. In fact, why don’t you start practising, right now!”
“There’s a special rung in hell reserved for people who waste good scotch.”
“I’ve had a gun pointed at your balls since you sat down.”
“But you fucked her anyway?”
“There ain’t nothing you want to tell me before we get out of this car, is there?”
“This you and me talking, is this like a lawyer-client thing, and you can’t repeat nothing I tell you?”
“Hey, keep your fucking mouth shut, all right? I mean it, not one fucking word!”
“You keep fuckin’ with me, you’re gonna be asleep forever.”
“What the fuck you doin’ knockin on the door like the god damn police? You wanna die?”
“Is she dead, yes or no?”
“God damn girl, you gettin’ high already?”
“Shut your raggedy-ass up, and sit the fuck down!”
“My ass may be dumb, but I ain’t no dumbass.”
“So, what does it feel like to kill a man with your bare hands? It’s a topic I’m very interested in.”
“That’s a pretty fucking good milkshake. I don’t know if it’s worth five dollars but it’s pretty fucking good.”
“Nobody kills anyone in my store except me.”
“Any time of the day is a good time for pie.”
“It’s none of your business, mister!”
“Normally, both your asses would be dead as fucking fried chicken, but you happen to pull this shit while I’m in a transitional period so I don’t wanna kill you, I wanna help you.”
“You lookin at something, friend?”
“Tell that fuckin’ bitch to chill!”
“What’s more chickenshit than fucking with a man’s automobile? I mean, don’t fuck with another man’s vehicle.”
“This is not my fuckin’ problem, man!”
“I think I cracked a rib.”
“I hate to shatter your ego, but this is not the first time I’ve had a gun pointed at me.”
“I thought you said you were gonna be cool. Now when you yell at me, it makes me nervous. And when I get nervous, I get scared. And when motherfuckers get scared, that’s when motherfuckers accidentally get shot.”
“Did you ever hear the philosophy that once a man admits that he’s wrong that he is immediately forgiven for all wrongdoings?”
“Oh, man, I will never forgive your ass for this shit. This is some fucked-up repugnant shit.”
“If my answers frighten you then you should cease asking scary questions.”
“Well, let’s not start sucking each other’s dicks quite yet.”
“I’m pretty fuckin’ far from okay.”
“Say ‘what’ again. Say ‘what’ again, I dare you, I double dare you motherfucker, say what one more God damn time!”
“English, motherfucker, do you speak it?”
“I’m gonna fuckin’ die! I’m gonna fuckin’ die!”
“Hey, I’ve changed my mind. Shoot this piece of shit, will ya?”
“Motherfucker, I’m trying to watch ‘The Lost Boys’!”
“Was that as good for you as it was for me?”
“You wanna fuck with me? I’ll show ya who you’re fuckin’ with!”
“If I was a butt cowboy, I wouldn’t even throw you to the posse.”
“Excuse me for not being the world’s biggest Madonna fan.”
“Let me tell you what ‘Like a Virgin’ is about. It’s all about a girl who digs a guy with a big dick. The entire song. It’s a metaphor for big dicks.”
“Are you gonna bark all day little doggie? Or are you gonna bite?”
“You almost killed me! Asshole! If I knew what kind of a guy you were, I never would’ve agreed to work with you!”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“I don’t wanna kill anybody. But if I gotta get out that door, and you’re standing in my way, one way or the other, you’re gettin’ outta my way.”
“You keep talking like a bitch, I’m gonna slap you like a bitch.”
“Listen kid, I’m not gonna bullshit you, all right? I don’t give a good fuck what you know, or don’t know, but I’m gonna torture you anyway, regardless.”
“Let me get this straight: you don’t ever tip?”
“You kill anybody?”
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*coughs* okay so, because I know I’m going to be insufferable about getting my GoT muses active, I’ve decided to move them to their own multi blog !
if you’ve followed me for a potential game of thrones interaction, thank you !!! feel free to unfollow this account (or not) when I post the switch . thank y'all for readin :,)
M E R L E
Lucy was hoping that this ride would be a normal one. She knew she wasn’t technically acting normal for someone who just finished a funeral throw down. It was hard for her to display emotions such as sadness, deep down she knew it was because of that chemical dipped gene pool. That because of Joker and Harley taking an acid bath, and the long line of mental disorders she knew they were bound to catch up to her. At the mention of his family, she offered a small sympathetic smile, she lost her aunt Hayleen, found her zombified in her own home, she hoped his brother wasn’t though. “I’m sure he’s kicking ass somewhere.” She said and tilted her head. It was the only compliment she could offer, having not met him, but she was certain he would be just like Merle -who to her, looked like he could really pack a punch-. At his question she crinkled her nose and chuckled, she supposed there was no harm in telling him. “I’m from the cesspool known as Gotham City.” She muttered, she knew very well the rumors of that town being a shit show now, with Joker a zombie-lord, and the town only being a sanctuary for Joker’s pets, and for people who survive his ring of death, were undoubtedly true. He had managed to kidnap her once before, she escaped with Jason Todd. “And yes, it lives up to its shitty rumors.” She said shaking her head.
A chuckle. “Yeah... yeah I bet ‘e is.”
Merle whistled at her answer. So it was the Gotham City Police Department that she worked for. Or at least, where the clothes came from. Gotham City was a perfect example of why he thought yanks were fucking crazy. And if the state of things in GC were as sour as they were in Atlanta, he could only imagine how many others she’d seen killed on her way to their encounter. No way in hell she’d been surviving all alone in that kind of mess.
“Well shiiit, girlie. No wonder you’ve been through the ringer.” The road ahead of them was cleared for long stretch, but on the horizon he could barely make out some kind of blockage.
“So how the hell’d you make it this far?”
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Their numbers were growing outside of that door. MERLE had been rearing to go for some time before the dwindling walkers amassed into a real threat, and was openly displeased with how the situation was unfolding. He didn’t have to press his ear to the surface to hear the predatory snarls that indicated, we’re coming.
“If you’d just listened to me when I was tellin’ you t’ get goin’, we wouldn’t be in this shit!”
“S’not like we could carry everything we found anyhow. Jesus.”