More Puppy Than Deathclaw

F3/FNV/F4 RP blog for a talking deathclaw who's got a whole handful of problems. Not a very serious RP blog but may contain serious topics from time to time. He has a chip implemented into his brain after being found when he was shot in the head. Please read the rules. Ask box is always open. New threads are always open.

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ATTENTION

I am archiving this blog and remaking! A link to the new blog will be soon. I need a fresh start for this blog and I’m dying to get back into the community. Please bare with me!

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[Guess who has returned??!]

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[If you guys could all follow this blog and help me get more active again tht would be stellar! http://wastelandmedicine.tumblr.com/ http://wastelandmedicine.tumblr.com/

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 The hot Mojave sun beat down on Lefty’s back. Sprawled out on a large boulder sunbathing, he was completely unaware of his surroundings. Though, it’s not like that was abnormal. His lack of senses made him quite vulnerable. He stretched his enormous forearms out, enjoying the pleasure from his muscles extend. His eyes slowly closed, jotting open here and there in his futile attempts to stay awake. Though eventually he fell into a light slumber.

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Starter Call

[Let’s get active on this blog again!]

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Starter Call for a thread with this doofus of a deathclaw!

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Send 👏 if you would like to discuss / plot a pre-established relationship with me.

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Starter Call

[Like or reblog this for a starter!]

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Open RP

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 The deathclaw looked into the eyes of the human, taking a slow breath inwards and exhaling his fol smelling breath into their face. “Scientist. He did many.. things. Not all.. good.” Speaking about it made memories of being poked and prodded with needles flash into his mind. His distress was visible by the frown and furrowed brow that appeared on his face.

 “I am.. Lefty.”

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“Lefty.” Betty nodded, taking a careful step closer. Bluejay wished he’d stop getting as close as he was. One swipe and that deathclaw could knock his steel head off. Pick out his brain like an oyster out of it’s shell.

“Why are you here? Where is this scientist now?”

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“Far.. away. In the.... Mojave.” He didn’t mind Betty getting close to him, he didn’t seem dangerous at the time so he saw no reason to be afraid. Perhaps he was too naive. 

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Of Men and Deathclaws (closed RP with impaireddeathclaw)

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“It is.. okay!” His speaker buzzed out cheerfully yet void of emotion. 

Lefty tilted his head to the side, like a confused pup. “What needs… to be.. done?” He asked with genuine curiosity. If he could help the man he would. the deathclaw wasn’t one to shy away from giving a helping hand if he could. 

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 - “Eh… ‘s complicated.”

  Jack brought out another cigarrette, having discarded the previous one some minutes ago, and lit it in his mouth. He really needed it; his nerves had been worked up from the entire deathclaw scare.

 - “And delicate. There’s information I need on some cats from the Strip. It don’t look like I’m getting it today, unfortunately.”

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“I can...  not help.... you..... with that.... I am.. sorry.”He genuinely felt bad about not being able to help the other. Though they had just met, the deathclaw already considered the human a friend. So long as he didn’t attack, Lefty was completely fine calling him that.

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[Sorry I’ve bene gone so long! I’m back now!!]

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Not For Me [vaultcousins]

Lefty nudged the rotten brahmin carcass closer to the other. Almost encouraging them to take a bite from the decayed flesh. the smell was almost unbearable, at least to humans. “Go.. ahead!”

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Charlie very nearly gagged at the decaying flesh. Sure, he could attempt to perform a surgery, but this was beyond his ability. “We should go,” he whispered to his cousin.

Charlotte, on the other hand, looked beyond the decaying bits and saw that there was some that still looked at least a little fresh. “Awww, is this for me?” she asked, taking a step towards the deathclaw.

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“Yes.” The deathclaw nodded, nudging the decayed body closer to Charlotte. It was somewhat of a peace offering mixed with a gift for not attacking him.

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psa. i am an agonizingly slow roleplayer – my muses are fickle and some days all i can manage is chat threads or shenanigans. other days i can pump out longer threads like no one’s business. if it takes me awhile on your thread it has nothing to do with you as a writer or me losing my muse for the thread. never hesitate to ask for my skype for in between threads for chatting and plotting and fun.

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OTHER SOCIAL MEDIA / WAYS OF CONTACT:

reblog & fill in with the handles & usernames you’re comfortable giving out, cross out what you don’t have/won’t give out at all, and label what you’re uncomfortable posting but are willing to hand out privately! feel free to add other platforms!

SKYPE: marorawr (I was 12 when I made it) TWITTER: INSTAGRAM: alienguttts SNAPCHAT: garden-hat FACEBOOK: KIK: dommiinu TELEGRAM: PHONE NUMBER:

Source:

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Open RP

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As the stranger approached, the deathclaw moved backwards with caution. Afraid of being harmed until their voice assured him everything would be alright. “Friendl..y.” His voice translator rang out as he stopped moving to bend over and smell the stranger. “Who are… you?”

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Betty stopped, not at all expecting to hear the creature communicating. And Betty, being mostly robotic part and only synthetic flesh would not have smelled like much of anything expect perhaps the oil and smoke of the garage and the detergent used washing his suit. Bluejay lowered the rifle on the top of the cat walk, muttering to himself. “Hol-eey shit…”

Betty could hear the other, but again, ignored him, focusing on the deathclaw as it moved to reach him. He could hear Bluejay fumbling to raise the sniper again and shouting to them, “Watch it–!”

Bluejay wanted to sound bad ass and call the deathclaw something mean, out of sheer nerves, but couldn’t think of anything, out of sheer nerves.

Betty raised a hand behind him, a standard motion for Bluejay to chill out.

“My name is Betty. And that idiot up there is Bluejay. Where did you get that?”

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 The deathclaw looked into the eyes of the human, taking a slow breath inwards and exhaling his fol smelling breath into their face. “Scientist. He did many.. things. Not all.. good.” Speaking about it made memories of being poked and prodded with needles flash into his mind. His distress was visible by the frown and furrowed brow that appeared on his face.

 “I am.. Lefty.”

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[Does anybody want to do a thread with Human!Lefty?]