Livin' The Life of a Perfect Crime

"Who am I, if not a killer at heart?" -Indie RP/Ask blog for my Payday/Hotline Miami OC. -Several years of experience, 2 on Tumblr -Will RP in any format -Not selective at all -All fandoms welcomed -OC Friendly, multi verse and ship friendly

[thelaughingghoul-blog]

"Hey Plasty... I know we had our differences.. But could we maybe go for a little bloody fun, just like old times?"

“Really, you want to go out like old times?” She said ironic, grinning widely. “And how the fuck do I know this is not a plot of a heartbroken pup trying to kill me?”

[innerkillerbeast]

Denise looked away, silent for that moment. Sure, she was unstable, but why would she want to kill Plast? She meant so much to the killer, even if she wasn’t one to admit her own feelings. 

“You are all I have left. Haven’t talk to the gang or Jacket in so long.. It.. Feels wrong to be alone again.”

[innerkillerbeast]

Tormented Mind

Why had this, of all things, happened to her? Where were the Hotliners, the Payday crew? She considered them family.. Some were even considered family at this point. Did they truly abandon her in her most dire times, to finally die like feral animal she had become? Slamming her fist against the brick wall near her, more in frustration then anger. Blood seeped through the broken and bruised skin, pain violently jolting through the killer's spine. But she cared not about the pain, as the aggression had taken over. If a civilian had been near, she would have likely lashed out without thought. "..I needed them!" Denise cried out, resting her head against the wall, tears stinging her ears. Her unstable personality started to take it's toll on her already broken mind. Jacket, Wolf... She had loved them. Yet here, she stood alone. A wolf without a pack, a predator breaking down at the core. "..What did I do to make them abandon me.." She whimpered, shakily reaching for her knife nestled in her jacket pocket. Maybe ending her own suffering was the only option. The Hotliner and Dennis had been through whatever the world had thrown at them.. Yet it seemed this is how it would all end.

[innerkillerbeast]

One Last Ride (Open Starter)

“How can we not talk about family when family’s all that we got? Everything I went through you were standing there by my side And now you gon’ be with me for the last ride So let the light guide your way, yeah Hold every memory as you go And every road you take, will always lead you home, home”

The road seem so silent, with the exception of the Mustang’s purring engine and the radio playing her favorite music. It had been a long while since Denise had taken one of the most deserted routes for her stress relieving drive. Her mask and knife lay in her bag in the trunk as usual, her jacket on the passenger seat. 

She sighed deeply, slightly distracted by how damn tired she was. Two weeks of non-stop work had begun to take it’s toll on the killer, causing her to really question just how much her body would handle. Though it was enough for her not to notice the headlights heading straight at her…

[sphinxprinciple-blog]

"Hey Ace! Long time no see~"

“Eeeyyy.  What’s up?”

[innerkillerbeast]

Wrath shrugged. "Seems like the world didn't notice my sudden dissappear. Or they just don't care." She replied, looking down. "How have you been?"

[innerkillerbeast]

Anyone want starters?

Mun is super bored and wants to write. Send ideas for threads, AUs, ways to kill Denise..

..Yeah pretty much anything

[miscellanyofmusings]

ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ᴀ ᴍᴇᴛʜᴏᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀᴅɴᴇss    ɪᴛ’s sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴇʟʟ     ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ᴀ ᴍᴇᴛʜᴏᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀᴅɴᴇss       ʟᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇʟʟ

[innerkillerbeast]

One Last Ride (Open Starter)

“How can we not talk about family when family's all that we got? Everything I went through you were standing there by my side And now you gon' be with me for the last ride So let the light guide your way, yeah Hold every memory as you go And every road you take, will always lead you home, home”

The road seem so silent, with the exception of the Mustang’s purring engine and the radio playing her favorite music. It had been a long while since Denise had taken one of the most deserted routes for her stress relieving drive. Her mask and knife lay in her bag in the trunk as usual, her jacket on the passenger seat. 

She sighed deeply, slightly distracted by how damn tired she was. Two weeks of non-stop work had begun to take it’s toll on the killer, causing her to really question just how much her body would handle. Though it was enough for her not to notice the headlights heading straight at her...

[innerkillerbeast]

– ⌆ for a story about their family/home life

Denise never truly calls the place she stays at home. No where is home to her, as she had grown up in the wilderness of the Scottish Highlands. Raised by a pack of Gray Wolf, the same animal symbolized by her beloved Dennis mask, the Killer Beasts have been the only humans she has ever considered some kind of family in life. She bonded closer to Jacket and Wolf in the Payday Gang then to anyone else who has tried to befriend her. Her lack of trust is also what makes her bite and loyalty to family so strong, even through whatever hell is thrown her way. No where is home, except the Wild in her Heart. No one is family, except those she protects with her life.

jacketspiece

[ofsilverstardust]

The Signs as Pretty English Words

Aries: scintilla (n) - a tiny spark

Taurus: serenity (n) - the state of being untroubled, peaceful

Gemini: ebullience (n) - bubbling enthusiasm 

Cancer: limerence (n) - the state of being infatuated with another person

Leo: lilt (v) - to move musically 

Virgo: eloquence (n) - the art of using language in an apt, fluent way

Libra: equanimity (n) - mental calmness, composure, evenness of temper

Scorpio: surreptitious (adj) - kept secret

Sagittarius: hiraeth (n) - a homesickness for a home you can’t return to, or that never was

Capricorn: petrichor (n) - the smell of earth after rain

Aquarius: renaissance (n) - rebirth

Pisces: ethereal (adj) - extremely delicate, light, not of this world

[the-write-ideas]

Y o u       a r e     c r y i n g    ! You    are     a f r a i d    of me! And yet I am not really  W I C K E D . LOVE ME and   y o u   s h a l l   s e e ! All I wanted was to be   l o v e d   for myself.

[jacketspiece]

'Honk'

The Russians had been using a electronics store as a money laundry and Jacket and Denise were contracted to steal the money.

But Jacket didn’t do these jobs for the payday. It was almost like watching himself, Denise was an animal. Together they had nearly cleared the building of the mob, the only problem was that police had arrived.

Jacket wore his Horse mask this time, a bloody bat dragged behind him as he followed Denise.

But something got in there way, a civilian. Denise had him down in moments. Disarmed and at her mercy the man had his hands up and lay beneath her.

Maybe it was the adrenaline rush or maybe she didn’t care? Jacket seized her wrist and gave a slow shake of his head.

[innerkillerbeast]

The heist had been a normal routine between the two of them. Get in, clear the building, get the cash…. It had gone according to plan, until the civilian had gotten into her path.

The wolf masked killer had not hesitated to pin the innocent down, knife posed to strike. The grip around her wrist brought her attention back to Jacket, seeing the shake of his head.

She did want the civilian get away, it had just been how she fought all those years ago. But at the same time, she had no intention to lose her control in front of Jacket.

[jacketspiece]

Once she had control he pulled her back up to her feet and released her wrist. “Please-seek-out-the-nearest-exit” the cassette advised.

[innerkillerbeast]

"No. I'm fine now... Let's just get this done..." Denise muttered, glancing at him through the eye holes of the Dennis mask. "I haven't quite started losing it completely."

[jacketspiece]

'Honk'

The Russians had been using a electronics store as a money laundry and Jacket and Denise were contracted to steal the money.

But Jacket didn’t do these jobs for the payday. It was almost like watching himself, Denise was an animal. Together they had nearly cleared the building of the mob, the only problem was that police had arrived.

Jacket wore his Horse mask this time, a bloody bat dragged behind him as he followed Denise.

But something got in there way, a civilian. Denise had him down in moments. Disarmed and at her mercy the man had his hands up and lay beneath her.

Maybe it was the adrenaline rush or maybe she didn’t care? Jacket seized her wrist and gave a slow shake of his head.

[innerkillerbeast]

The heist had been a normal routine between the two of them. Get in, clear the building, get the cash.... It had gone according to plan, until the civilian had gotten into her path.

The wolf masked killer had not hesitated to pin the innocent down, knife posed to strike. The grip around her wrist brought her attention back to Jacket, seeing the shake of his head.

She did want the civilian get away, it had just been how she fought all those years ago. But at the same time, she had no intention to lose her control in front of Jacket.

[funrpstuff]

For reasons beyond their control, my muse has gone on a homicidal rampage. It’s up to your muse to try to calm them down before they hurt anyone else.

Send “Shooshpappery” and I will make a starter for this.

Send “HONK” and I’ll make a starter for the REVERSE situation.

[in-it-for-the-action]

Phonecall Mix-Up | Closed w/ innerkillerbeast

[innerkillerbeast]

“Ash said the same thing. Then he found out who she is.” Denise muttered, unlocking the doors and climbing into the driver’s seat. She started the engine

, which gave a low purr once the ignition started. “..She’s an ex-mobster. That’s all I’m telling you though.”

[in-it-for-the-action]

He glanced at her, trying to read her but realized he was fucking horrible at reading people. “Alright then.” And he stared ahead.

[innerkillerbeast]

The Mustang pulled away from the curb as she drove away from the carnage towards her apartment. She stayed silent, her wicked grin still curled across her lips.

[in-it-for-the-action]

The silence was unbearable. He hated it. Gave the voices more room to talk. “Why’d you sign up

for the blessings?”

[innerkillerbeast]

She chuckled slightly, glancing over at him. “Well it was either follow the calls or stay locked up in solitary confinement for the rest of my life. I think being out here with Dennis was the best pick.” She replied.

[in-it-for-the-action]

He nodded his head, agreeing with the other. “Yeah, probably. How far away is your place.” He hated car rides.

[innerkillerbeast]

“Not much farther. You can’t really miss it, Krissy always sets her katana by the window.” She replied, putting more pressure on the gas pedal. “Not a fan of car rides, Tiger?”

[in-it-for-the-action]

“Yeah. Something like that.” Riding in a car with a stranger. Brilliant idea there. Whatever, he needed a place to crash and he knew if the blessings found out she killed him without them saying to she’d get offed soon enough.

[innerkillerbeast]

"Fair enough.." She said, the Mustang's engine rumbling as it slowed to a stop. "It's not much.. But it's home for me." She turned the ignition off, stepping out of the vehicle before picking up a small rock, throwing it up into the open window to alert Krissy of the visit. "So am I stuck to just callin' you Tiger? Or does the mask have a name?"

[innerkillerbeast]

Tamed by Love (Closed w/ wolf-the-technician

[innerkillerbeast]

She went quiet, curiously watching him work on the project. But she made sure to stay out of the way.

[wolf-the-technician]

“You okay Wrath?” Wolf asked curiously.

[innerkillerbeast]

“Hm? Oh yeah… I’m fine.” She replied, her hands in the pockets of her jacket.

[wolf-the-technician]

“Just making sure that my scrambled mind didn’t offset you..”

[innerkillerbeast]

"Your scrambled mind? Darlin' I think I have it worse." Wrath grumbled, glancing at him. "Just don't want to distract you."

[in-it-for-the-action]

Phonecall Mix-Up | Closed w/ innerkillerbeast

[innerkillerbeast]

“Ash said the same thing. Then he found out who she is.” Denise muttered, unlocking the doors and climbing into the driver’s seat. She started the engine

, which gave a low purr once the ignition started. “..She’s an ex-mobster. That’s all I’m telling you though.”

[in-it-for-the-action]

He glanced at her, trying to read her but realized he was fucking horrible at reading people. “Alright then.” And he stared ahead.

[innerkillerbeast]

The Mustang pulled away from the curb as she drove away from the carnage towards her apartment. She stayed silent, her wicked grin still curled across her lips.

[in-it-for-the-action]

The silence was unbearable. He hated it. Gave the voices more room to talk. “Why’d you sign up

for the blessings?”

[innerkillerbeast]

She chuckled slightly, glancing over at him. “Well it was either follow the calls or stay locked up in solitary confinement for the rest of my life. I think being out here with Dennis was the best pick.” She replied.

[in-it-for-the-action]

He nodded his head, agreeing with the other. “Yeah, probably. How far away is your place.” He hated car rides.

[innerkillerbeast]

"Not much farther. You can't really miss it, Krissy always sets her katana by the window." She replied, putting more pressure on the gas pedal. "Not a fan of car rides, Tiger?"

[bearsandfire-blog]

// Just a test! Reblog it if my muse can jump in your askbox without annoying the mun!