Fuck Off, Cocksucker

indie revy "two hands"rp/ask blog written by: jay tracking: itstwohands

[the2heartlessbeings]

Reblog if your 18+

AND DON’T LIE.

[gunsngear]

[weabuu-blog]

Brand new berreta, can’t wait to let it go

Shinji Mimura probably (via weabuu-blog)

[rietsukabookman]

[its-two-hands]

darkprinceofjustice:

“That isn’t right at all.” The King said as he was swinging around his sword and had sensed the whole place now. “There’s not a single person here that is a threat to me or a worthy match. Compared to back home, this is like normal difficulty.”

            “Ya talk like yer from a fuckin’ video game, what the fuck is up with you,” the gunslinger grunted, plopping down on the mountain of corpses the guy had made out of the would-be thugs that had tried, and failed, to rob him. Her elbow propped itself up on her knee, amber eyes watching the weird guy as he looked around confused as her cheek rest against her fist. “How the hell did you get here anyway?”

[its-two-hands]

darkprinceofjustice:

“I was aware of the location. So this place is messed up and in need of fixing! Fun! Something for me to do.” The King said as like magic, his ultima blade appeared and his eyes went red. Scanning for crime units. “Wouldn’t be the first time I did these. Let’s see who’s really problematic and needs dealing with. And who doesn’t?”

            Full on laughter escaped the plum haired woman, another drag of the cigarette taken before she removed it from her mouth. If this guy wanted to go through trying to right the wrongs of the entire city, then so be it. If he ended up with a bullet hole in his gut or something, that was his problem. “Have fun with that. It’s your funeral.”

[its-two-hands]

darkprinceofjustice:

“Myself. Help was not required. They tried to mess with me for no reason, no one does that and goes unpunished.” The King simply stated in response to the woman’s question. 

            “Take a good look around where ya are,” the gunslinger laughed. Definitely a newbie if the thought no one would fuck with him. Her fist came to rest upon her hip, a grin splitting her face. “This is Roanapur, where crime is pretty much legal and no one’s safe from gettin’ mugged.” 

            A cigarette was snagged from the pack she had in her back pocket and placed in her mouth before she produced a lighter. It was light, one long draw taken before she blew out the smoke. “Though now people might think twice before they fuck with ya again.”

[dawnblxde]

@its-two-hands - greeter

“Something I can help you with? You alright?” The King asked casually as he sat on a pile of thugs. Well people that attempted to mug him. This new place he had ended up at, well it was certainly interesting.

[its-two-hands]

            “You take care of that pile of shit yer sittin’ on by yerself, or did ya have help?” She’s relatively interested, not many new people that enter Roanapur don’t stand a snowball’s chance in hell taking care of themselves. But clearly, this guy was different Very different. 

[gunshub]

Happy Valentine’s Day ❤️❤️❤️

[khlebs]

ST Kinetics Ultimax 100 - .30 Carbine

[krobelus]

[sharkgc]

[archive-20]

[archive-20]

[its-two-hands]

Who would win in a fight? You or Boba Fett?

            “Who the fuck is that?” 

[lasergodzillafish]

[its-two-hands]

“yeah, that’s perfect. you fucking nailed it sweet cheeks. i may be from the land of the dead, but i’m a well armed fuckin’ skeleton. that’s where we’re all from. me, your head maid, those soldiers. everyone. so... chickita, welcome to my grave side. we have a bottle of tequila and some marigolds. in return, i’ll leave a chocolate skull as an offering for your soul, seeing as how you’re fixing to die here. you pathetic little shit.”

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