||Spinister||;;

❝To him, the world is a collection of vaguely hostile shapes.❞ Indie Spinister roleplay blog. Tracking: imgonnashootit

[dataglitch]

i dont remember when i drew this but it was looooong ago, might as well post it:3

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[imgonnashootit]

                             We the  ᴜ ɴ ᴡ ɪ ʟ ʟ ɪ ɴ ɢ                     ʟ ᴇ ᴅ  by the ｕｎｑｕａｌｉｆｉｅｄ                             to  ᴋ ɪ ʟ ʟ  the υηƒσятυηαтє

                              ᴅ ɪ ᴇ  for the ᵾnǥɍȺŧɇfᵾł.

                                                   —Zippo lighters from U.S. troops fighting in Vietnam

[the-write-ideas]

be careful what youķ̜̰̰̗͓̠̎ͣ̓ͮi̮͉͉̝͖͑ͥ͊ͧ̉̄̌͜ċ̤͙̯̝̪̯̬k̰͔̼̩͈̲͋̅͆̈̽̇́ ͙͍̩͎̞̞̳͗ͮ̀d̪̣̩͕ͣ͐̆̄o͑͂́ͤ̒͗̅҉̻͚̗̝͙w̛̙͎̼̫̆̂̃n̻̮̳̘̠ͥ͐

when it  ɢяσωѕ вα¢к, it grows back    Ｓ Ｔ Ｒ Ｏ Ｎ Ｇ Ｅ Ｒ.

[the-write-ideas]

                                               ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ

                                       only   ｈａｌｆｗａｙ

                        т σ σ    f  Ꭺ  Ꮢ    ɢ σ и є

                                             тσ вє  ѕ α ν є ∂.

[musingsfromlyrics]

  ɪ’ʟʟ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ɪɴ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ᴀs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛ

[musingsfromlyrics]

ιғ ι тold yoυ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ι waѕ                   woυld yoυ тυrn yoυr вacĸ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ?

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       ɪ ᴛʀʏ ʜᴀʀᴅ                           ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ι נυsт ωαηηα мαкε үσυ ρяσυ∂ 

[imgonnashootit]

sveltewaves is looking at me funny

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{{What if I don’t want to answer?}}

Which he probably should have, as he didn’t want to be shot at, or attacked.

[imgonnashootit]

          –––||;; “I’ll turn you into spare parts. Not much to look at, but useable.” 

[imgonnashootit]

sveltewaves is looking at me funny

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{{Wouldn’t you like to know?}}

Ah, he saw that. He’ll just hop backwards a bit, and try to seem unthreatening.

[imgonnashootit]

          –––||;; A pause; brow furrowed together and frame pulled up taller. Then, the Scavenger cocked his helm. “Yes, that’s why I asked.’

[musingsfromlyrics]

     d̢̀ơ͘͝n̡’t get t๏๏ close    It’s d̨͜͞a҉r̷k̷͝ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ         ιт’s whპΓპ my demons нιde 

[imgonnashootit]

My cat is being a pest and I feel a headache coming on, so I’ll be taking my leave. replies in the morning.

[imgonnashootit]

sveltewaves is looking at me funny

          –––||;; A suspicious squint, then a twitching finger on the trigger of his weapon. “What are you looking at, skinny?”

[imgonnashootit]

scavengerneoprimalistflywheels is looking at me funny

[scavengerneoprimalistflywheels]

Flywheels looked to the weapon and back to Spinister’s face, “How do you want me to?” His wings twitched and flicked, and he bit his lower lip component, he really didn’t want to be shot…   

[imgonnashootit]

          –––||;; Spin contemplated for a few minutes, gaze pinned on the  obviously revived Scavenger. His fingers twitched at the trigger of his weapon, then he leaned back with a less tense posture. “Zombies can’t talk,” he said, sounding suspiciously proud that he’d acquired this knowledge.

The weapon wasn’t put away so much as leaned to the side, Spin reached out and jabbed a finger against Flywheels’s chest. “Your knees weren’t that good.” 

[imgonnashootit]

scavengerneoprimalistflywheels is looking at me funny

[scavengerneoprimalistflywheels]

"Miracle," Flywheels nodded, shuffling nervously from pede to pede.

[imgonnashootit]

          –––||;; For a brief moment Spinister looked disappointed, then slid the weapon he’d been holding behind him. As if it meant anything at all, or that Flywheels couldn’t see it. “Prove it,” came his rough baritone of a voice. “Don’t need tricks.” 

[imgonnashootit]

scavengerneoprimalistflywheels is looking at me funny

          –––||;; There was a long, hard look sent in Flywheels’s direction. “Zombie or miracle?”

[nicetomeetyouloser]

imgonnashootit said: ♥

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[nicetomeetyouloser]

Misfire squeaked; a face mask to the mouth was far from comfortable, and he could almost ask his energon leaking from a split lip. It didn’t stop him, however, from pressing right back to return it, even if Spinister couldn’t feel it.  

[imgonnashootit]

          –––||;; A rumble echoed through Spinister’s chest, vibrating the armor that had kept him alive throughout the war. He nudged the mask against bloodied lips once more, a bit more gentle this time around, but still firm and perhaps a bit desperate.

However, it ended as quickly as it had begun. There was no gratification in the act on Spinister’s part.

He stared down at the jet, optics slightly narrowed and fingers raised to his mouth. He traced over the wound with interest, the fluid staining his fingertips. “You should be more careful.”