We are the Judges

[Dual muse RP blog for Judge Barbara Hershey and Judge Cassandra Anderson. Mun uses both comicverse and the movies Judge Dredd and Dredd. Please read to know more. This is a sideblog for fugitcavea.]

[fugitcavea]

// Tumblr may have failed me as I've gotten nothing in response, so if anyone wants they can DM me to get either my Twitter or Kik.

[eyeofdionysus]

@feelmyroarrrr It’s Wednesday!!! You know what time it is.

[feelmyroarrrr]

Oh I wonder?? LMAO!!!

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[star-trekkin-across-theuniverse]

I have no idea what’s happening but I fully endorse these shenanigans!

[eyeofdionysus]

@star-trekkin-across-theuniverse come join the shenanigans

[randomlittleimp]

I want in on the fun too

[eyeofdionysus]

Please come join the party @randomlittleimp the more the merrier

[randomlittleimp]

On my way

[eyeofdionysus]

Waiting for you

[bkwrm523]

You guys are all evil

[feelmyroarrrr]

Yeah but you love us

[suotar]

Can I join in too?

[eyeofdionysus]

Whooohooo!

[randomlittleimp]

The more the merrier

[thevalesofanduin]

Well you have my attention for sure…

[randomlittleimp]

Thats good, wouldnt want anyone to miss the fun

[thefanficfaerie]

[whimsy-by-joja]

[iudicesetfeminam]

|| Due to lack of interest, this is now an archive.

[iudicesetfeminam]

[fvckthegods-blog]

iudicesetfeminam‌:

Hershey swallowed as she thought of Fargo, fighting back her tears. This particular judge wasn’t hard at all in private, in public she had her moments peeking through, but not this soft. She leaned lightly against his side in an effort to comfort him.

“We can’t,” she gently corrected him. “I’m with you come hell or high water, Dredd.” She raised her head and let it rest on his shoulder as she looked at him. “You’ll never be alone as long as I live. Even if we are apart, I’ll still be there.”

@fandomsforgotten

Emotion didn’t come easy for him. Dredd didn’t believe, for a moment, that he had the capacity for true, human empathy. But, his lack didn’t mean he had to be an asshole toward those who were mourning. Fargo had been a father to him; something he learned was biologically true just as much as it was in the spiritual sense. And, that he had chosen to take the Walk, so Dredd could remain, meant more than words could express.

He was speechless, for once.

“You did what you could, Hershey.” He grunted, turning to look at her quietly. He admired her strength, knowing it took that to express herself and not believe that she was weak. She’d become Chief Judge, in Fargo’s absence, but that didn’t mean she lost what street cred she’d earned.

“I’m not going anywhere until they force me out.”

[iudicesetfeminam]

@pikeschaoticmuses

[iudicesetfeminam]

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Anderson was still in panties and a tank top, her own gaze purposely avoiding Dredd. No words had been spoken as they suited up, but that hadn’t caused the anxiety she now felt. With Dredd, the silence between them had been a comfort. She didn’t have to pretend to be something she wasn’t.

Not bothering to dress, Anderson grabbed her Lawgiver and hurried to the other exit. She motioned with a hand for him to stay back, then closed her eyes to ‘see’ telepathically if anything or anyone was nearby. When it was clear, she made her way out and climbed the steps two at a time to get above their attacker to better assess the situation.

Panting softly, not from excursion, but from fear, she looked back at Dredd as he followed her. “You’re not going to believe me when I tell you how I knew this would happen. I dreamed all of this. Our assailant isn’t human nor mutant. It’s… Judge Death. He’s coming for me.”

@fandomsforgotten

There had been a time when Dredd might have called her out on the weird shit dribbling from her lips. He’d have called her crazy and gone about his day.

That time had long passed.

Having seen, up close and entirely too personal for his own comfort, what she could do with that drokkin’ head of hers, Dredd took everything she said at face value. He’d been in the sleep machine fully attired. What was the point of undressing, if he was just going back out on shift? He’d showered before stepping into the machine, thus he could save time by having the uniform ready.

Not staring at her unclothed state (now was really not the time), he followed her lead, trusting that she would have an insight as to what was going down long before anyone else did. Still, he balked a little at her words.

The Judge Death? No one had seen the Judge, the entity, since they’d banished him to walk the Long Walk. If he was back, there was something else going on in Mega City One and they needed more help than just the two of them. “We can’t take down Judge Death on our own.” He admitted quietly. Not an easy admission, either. Glancing at the blonde, he frowned. “We need the Council.”

[iudicesetfeminam]

@pikeschaoticmuses

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Send ( ✨ ) if we haven’t interacted yet, but you want to.

Send ( 🌛  ) if you would rather I send you memes to start interaction

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Send “I’m here to protect you” for your muse to be assigned to protect my muse.

Or send “You’re here to guard me?” for your muse to be assigned to be protected by mine.

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Music of the muse(s):

Name one song to describe your muse(s). Consider it an added bonus if the song’s lyrics matches your muse’s personality perfectly.

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Ask My Muse about a relationship of their’s with another Muse. No questions are off limits, they will answer anything..

[iudicesetfeminam]

[iudicesetfeminam]

Anderson was still in panties and a tank top, her own gaze purposely avoiding Dredd. No words had been spoken as they suited up, but that hadn’t caused the anxiety she now felt. With Dredd, the silence between them had been a comfort. She didn’t have to pretend to be something she wasn’t.

Not bothering to dress, Anderson grabbed her Lawgiver and hurried to the other exit. She motioned with a hand for him to stay back, then closed her eyes to ‘see’ telepathically if anything or anyone was nearby. When it was clear, she made her way out and climbed the steps two at a time to get above their attacker to better assess the situation.

Panting softly, not from excursion, but from fear, she looked back at Dredd as he followed her. “You’re not going to believe me when I tell you how I knew this would happen. I dreamed all of this. Our assailant isn’t human nor mutant. It’s... Judge Death. He’s coming for me.”

@fandomsforgotten

[iudicesetfeminam]

[iudicesetfeminam]

Hershey swallowed as she thought of Fargo, fighting back her tears. This particular judge wasn’t hard at all in private, in public she had her moments peeking through, but not this soft. She leaned lightly against his side in an effort to comfort him.

“We can’t,” she gently corrected him. “I’m with you come hell or high water, Dredd.” She raised her head and let it rest on his shoulder as she looked at him. “You’ll never be alone as long as I live. Even if we are apart, I’ll still be there.”

@fandomsforgotten

[iudicesetfeminam]

A gentle hand rested on his shoulder. “You know you can call me Barbara,” she replied very softly as she stuck by his side while leaving the Hall. “I can even make you dinner too.” Hershey couldn’t stop the faint hope that lingered in her eyes that he would notice her and love her back. 

Instead of saying more, she retracted her hand and looked down as if she had to walk carefully. 

[iudicesetfeminam]

“There’s something you aren’t telling me,” she replied flatly, regarding being a pass. There had to be some reason as she knew she failed by loosing her weapon. Not to mention dismissing MaMa’s lead technician when he should have been Judged guilty by association and helping MaMa. However, Anderson had peeked into the frightened man’s mind and realized just how he’d been forced into working MaMa. Reasons she kept to herself rather than explain to Dredd or, later, the Judge’s Council. 

Instead of reading his mind for an answer or continuing to argue, she gave him a shrug. “Alright. I’ll go suit up and meet you out front.” 

[metalboxes]

Is there any canon example of Dredd’s handwriting? For some reason I recall him using cursive, but I don’t have any source on that.

[judgeanon]

Closest I can think of right now is this bit from “Calhab Justice: The Mega-Cup”, by Jim Alexander and Bill Naylor, from the ‘95 Dredd Yearbook.

Basically, he hand-writes all his reports, to everyone else’s eternal regret. Like, I imagine his handwriting being like a doctor’s writing a prescription: lightning fast and super impressive until you actually see it.

[holyfrittata-deactivated2017080]

We NEED sequels so that down the road Anderson can totally say shit like this to Dredd. Go sign the petition.

[sgtwhiskersnhappytoaster]

Girls don't want 50 Shades of Grey. Girls want a Dredd Sequel already.

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