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accidentally went and got myself killed yesterday but god wont let me die so im back
[mod] I could pet this handsome, precious boy. He so good.
// Do it, pet him follow ur heart
@allforthegreatergood
Timothy sat back in his chair, feet kicked up on his desk and hands resting behind his head as he waited for a certain person's arrival. It had been advised by his little Future Seeing Vault Relic to not shoot first, because of this mystery person being able to cause great destruction without a gun. Sounded fake but who was he to argue with the man with the power of seeing into the future? Thus he decided to take this meeting as calm as possible. Hell, he even brought snacks to it. According to John, his guest was supposed to aaaaaaarrive now. 'Handsome Jack' gave his guest a grin and a wave, "bout time you showed up, cleared up my day waiting for you."
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How did he end up here again? Oh yeah, crashed ship. If only he could have made it to the vacation planet and hid away there forever and not be bothered by anyone.
This place from what he’s experienced so far since coming here was actually WORSE than PANDORA. How was that even possible? Apparently pretty easily considering there was no natural resources here and all their tech was from an ancient time. Which made it hard to repair his own ship so he could leave, it was practically impossible to find anything usable out here.
Hearing several loud gunshots outside, John winced and finished his drink up quickly, planning on making a swift exit out the back, maybe there was a door or a window that led to the outside world and away from the ruckus going on out front.
literally impossible to kill (professionally diagnosed)
"You shouldn't exist." John thought he had destroyed all data pertaining to the AI that was supposed to be based off of him, unless this wasn't his, in fact the holo projection showed a mask. Something was definitely off here.
“Oh yeah? YOU shouldn’t ex-… ist…” The AI seemed to really get a good look at the man in front of him, eyebrows raising in surprise. Wait a second.
“…..Since when did I start giving my body doubles sick tattoos?”
handsomejackhoney:
Wait, what?
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell, kido?! What I ever do to you?!” The AI growled, mentally reinforcing it’s firewalls.
“Exist.”
John began to setup a computer he would deem the throw away computer so if the AI tried to slip away and hide deeper in the files on that, he could literally just destroy the tech physically. For now he just wanted to dig around in the files before wiping them out, he was a tiiiny bit curious about what he would find. “Since you have a mask, clearly you’re not based off of the ‘Handsome Jack’ here, so you’re from some other universe, is it easier to travel when you’re an AI?”
'Excuse me.' Her voice was soft yet held a strength that leveled with her massive height and size. She stood at a level six foot eleven, the woman's human visage masked with pure calm. 'I'm a bit lost. I'm looking for Pyro Pete's Bar.'
John jumped, startled by the sudden voice, he had been hiding out hoping to avoid being caught by Hyperion and returned to his ‘life’ on Helios. If you could call it that.
“You’re kinda nowhere near the bar.” He finally turned to face the owner of the voice, though he wasn’t expecting to have to look so far up to actually see the mysterious person. “Do you know where The Beatdown is?”
Silence stretched on for a beat longer than she would have wanted, finally letting the words sink into her mind before her lips quirked into a smile, her eyes giving off the faintest golden glow with her realization. “Oh yes! I think I’ve heard of that.” There were maps but with how often the place seemed to explode upon itself and names and persons shifted, she hadn’t known just what was still standing and what had been blown up. “It’s been years since I’ve been back to Pandora. Things have…changed.”
“Especially since Hyperion arrived.” John commented, debating with himself on whether or not he should leave the very tall and strangely kind woman to her own devices to find the bar after giving her the vaguest hint on where to go or at least point it out on a map.
Something was telling him he should be a little bit more helpful, the faintly glowing eyes was what sold him on the idea of not being a completely dismissive ass.
“Uhh okay, so I have a map here, I can show you where The Beatdown is located at, probably easiest to find a Fast Travel station if you know the code or get there or maybe one of the Catch-a-Rides if you have access to that.” He pulled out his clearly messed with Echo Device to show her where to go to get to Pyro Pete’s Bar and where she was now.
"You shouldn't exist." John thought he had destroyed all data pertaining to the AI that was supposed to be based off of him, unless this wasn't his, in fact the holo projection showed a mask. Something was definitely off here.
“Oh yeah? YOU shouldn’t ex-… ist…” The AI seemed to really get a good look at the man in front of him, eyebrows raising in surprise. Wait a second.
“…..Since when did I start giving my body doubles sick tattoos?”
John just shook his head, he didn’t have time to explain to an AI about why he wasn’t a body double and why he had ‘sick tattoos’....well....actually he had all the time in the world but he really didn’t want to spend too much time with reminders of what he could have been.
The less Handsome Jacks in the world the better.
“Before I destroy you and make sure no trace of your data remains, wanna tell me how you got here?” He would almost feel bad for the AI except looking at that masked face filled him with a rage he didn’t know he still had.
sometimes,,,,,to get back into doing art things,,,,,,art expression memes help
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'Excuse me.' Her voice was soft yet held a strength that leveled with her massive height and size. She stood at a level six foot eleven, the woman's human visage masked with pure calm. 'I'm a bit lost. I'm looking for Pyro Pete's Bar.'
John jumped, startled by the sudden voice, he had been hiding out hoping to avoid being caught by Hyperion and returned to his 'life' on Helios. If you could call it that.
"You're kinda nowhere near the bar." He finally turned to face the owner of the voice, though he wasn't expecting to have to look so far up to actually see the mysterious person. "Do you know where The Beatdown is?"
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“it has been a while since i have seen you, fleshbag. has time been treating you well?”
It has been awhile since the last time they saw each other, though the meeting had been so brief that John was surprised the other remembered him at all.
"Uuhh guess so." He hasn't been captured and experimented on so that was a plus, "hey, you know I never got your name."
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when ur immortal,,,,sometimes,,,,,,life threatening wounds just don’t bother u
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