The German

Independent OC RP blog. Fandom and OC friendly.

[memories]

If there’s one thing I learned since I signed up on 07/15/2014 1:11:09 PM, it’s that #hxndled takes up too much of my time.

[memories]

I heard @affirmatxve wrote an eight verse song about #there is a poetry to war ?????

[jamesgros]

Did you cry, German, when you saw her body?

@cmissary

He watched. They took the poor little Dove and beat her half to death and he watched; and he did not weep. ( Later, later, he carried her bleeding and broken against his chest, and still he did not weep. )

There was blood in her hair the first time they kissed. There was blood in her hair the last time he saw her. There is blood on his hands before and after.

( His brother was a beautiful traitor, you know, and all men kill the things they love. There is something to be said about bloodlines and poetry )

[jamesgros]

v. stone wolf

Lots of strange things come out of the woods, you know. Sometimes people make deals with the Wild Hunt. Sometimes people make deals with statues and nameless gods, trade unwanted sons for a few years of protections and good harvests. Sometimes the sons walk out of the woods again. ( or at least something that looks like them does )

These are the facts: There is a man, or something that looks like a man (warm and breathing and Not Quite Alive but certainly not Dead); a hunter of hungry things in the dark. He is somewhat obviously a werewolf to those that know how to look. His is even more obviously Not a Werewolf when one sees him do anything related to it.

He looks not unlike a wolf made by someone who had never seen a wolf, but had seen a lot of very large dogs and figured it was pretty much the same thing, only to get a reference right at the end and hastily try to add in the proper bits. Which is to say, oversized and half-finished, all rough edges and uncomfortable lines of wild and domestic traits. (He is not made of stone. Your eyes, your hands deceive you. Try again, he is all flesh and bone and blood). Huge, but very lucid. Sworn not to the moon, but some other power that calls him to dark places and blood.

[jamesgros]

❝ not very good at this whole ‘subtlety’ thing, are you? ❞ Alexi is smiling in good humor, through the fatigue, through the guilt. ( always smiling. )

@affirmatxve Meme

A little noise in the back of his throat as he shifts his grip on the sledgehammer, eyes flicking between Alexi and the ruin he’s made of the door. 

He is trying, intermittently and with great difficulty, to relax around the other soldier. Today, a barely audible joke “I forgot my key. You seemed in a rush”

[jamesgros]

❝ my woman would never wear anything like that. ❞ Nikolai Kuznetsov

@medvxd Meme

They are not quite Working yet, and so he can excuse himself for the slight furrowing of his brow, the hint of exasperation in his voice when he looks up to find Kuznetsov looming in the door frame. “I will not buy another shirt to suit your vanity”

It will not occur to him that the Bear might be referring to the Emissary prepping behind him for several long moments more (and even then he finds her more likely to be her own woman if she is anything at all.)

[jamesgros]

❝ i’m sure you understand humiliation better than most. ❞ Eric Lane

@notpxsh Meme

Ordinarily he is a soldier, a fighter, a great hammer to bring down on one’s foes.

Now--

               He is a statement piece, washed and fitted and perfumed so he can look properly striking while little Englishmen needle him.

(Small mercies. For all the indignity of being dressed, the fit of the suit is precise enough to make any attempts at adjustment obviously superfluous. With all luck, Lane will keep his hands to himself)

He is not so daring to look away the moment the other man finishes speaking, but it is not so long either before his eyes move to consider the far side of the room. He is not being paid to respond to vague statements, only direct questions.

[jamesgros]

They had it coming

Meme

His eyes track from the woman standing in the elevator to the men on the floor and back again unhurriedly. This does a great deal to explain why there was such a great need for extra security at this event.

There’s a noise low in the back of his throat at the statement– not agreement, perhaps, but at least acknowledgement. It is not entirely professional to appreciate strangers taking down one’s coworkers; but that was neatly done.“The ones upstairs?”

[absoluterpmemetrash]

Below are #183 quotes taken from the video game Black Ops. A majority of these starters are probably best used in the context of military rp or spy rp, but many can be used otherwise. Semi-requested by an anon.

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[vhenadhal-blog]

the man from u.n.c.l.e. (2015) sentence starters

tw disordered eating, alcohol, gendered slurs, violence

❝ you look important… or at least your suit does. ❞ ❝ statements like that can get you into a lot of trouble around here. ❞ ❝ make yourself comfortable, why don’t you.  ❞ ❝ you’re wasting your time. i haven’t seen him for 18 years. ❞ ❝ if i had 15 minutes, we’d drink tea, eat biscuits; i’d talk, you’d laugh, and we’d be on our way. ❞ ❝ are they still following us? ❞ ❝ when you hear something that sounds like a gunshot, drive. ❞ ❝ you can’t be serious. ❞ ❝ excuse me dear, i just need to use your back door. ❞ ❝ hug me. ❞ ❝ what’s that? it smells like feet. ❞ ❝ how long was your prison sentence? ❞ ❝ don’t ever make the calamitous error of mistaking my deliberate short-sightedness for blindness. ❞ ❝ look at ‘em. merrily oblivious as we labor tirelessly to save them from extinction and not even a ‘thank-you.’ ❞ ❝ don’t kill your partner on your first day. ❞ ❝ i’m sure you understand humiliation better than most. ❞ ❝ my woman would never wear anything like that. ❞ ❝ smoothly done. ❞ ❝ you can’t put a paco rabanne belt on a patou. ❞ ❝ and remember… take it like a pussy. ❞ ❝ not very good at this whole ‘subtlety’ thing, are you? ❞ ❝ either you start to look like you know what you’re doing, or i’m out of here. ❞ ❝ would you like a bigger glass? ❞ ❝ no fun dancing by yourself; i need a partner. ❞ ❝ don’t you make me put you over my knee. ❞ ❝ so you don’t want to dance… but you do want to wrestle. ❞ ❝ i like my women strong. ❞ ❝ now we are engaged. again. ❞ ❝ i am neither a goat, nor your sister, so… get your hands off me. ❞ ❝ i’m okay, i think. ❞ ❝ i’ve been on a diet, my dear. just caviar and champagne for three weeks. ❞ ❝ you see, each one of us has a destiny… and i believe i can help you with yours. ❞ ❝ you can see the future? ❞ ❝ i can see us having lunch tomorrow. alone. ❞ ❝ darling, time to go. ❞ ❝ they had it coming. ❞ ❝ you need to control your temper. ❞ ❝ i think he’s an athletic, good-looking gazillionaire, who’s offered me a job and made advances towards me. ❞ ❝ i quite like him. ❞ ❝ i don’t know what you’re upset about, you’re not even my fiance! ❞ ❝ the thing is… i work better alone. ❞ ❝ i’m not leaving. ❞ ❝ and what, exactly, did you do to him? ❞ ❝ just shut up and watch me work. ❞ ❝ you’re trembling. ❞ ❝ it’s going to be okay. ❞ ❝ i’ll be close by. ❞ ❝ help yourself to a drink. ❞ ❝ so sorry to keep you waiting. ❞ ❝ i thought i was doing so well. ❞ ❝ the fault doesn’t lie in your performance. ❞ ❝ she seemed so innocent. ❞ ❝ i’m so sorry i can’t stay to finish you off myself. ❞ ❝ man has only two masters in this world, and their names are pain and fear. ❞ ❝ i never thought i’d say this, but i’m actually quite pleased to see you. ❞ ❝ it’s okay. i would have done exactly the same thing in your position. ❞

[welcometo-themadhouse-deactivat]

Even if it may seem I only rp with a few certain people

[mistresslanyanox]

I am always open to rp with anyone else. Don’t be afraid to come ask me, or just jump into one of my open posts.

[jamesgros]

Giant of a man with a hammer in his hand

[ruthwilson]

[notbecauseofvictories]

A girl like that, Grandad said, perfumes herself with ozone and metal filings. She wears trouble like a crown. If she ever falls in love, she’ll fall like a comet, burning the sky as she goes. Girls like her, my grandfather once warned me, girls like her turn into women with eyes like bullet holes and mouths made of knives. They are always restless. They are always hungry. They are bad news. They will drink you down like a shot of whiskey. Falling in love with them is like falling down a flight of stairs.

–from Black Heart by Holly Black

[cmissary]

What's up between you and the German? You seem awfully close

| @jamesgros | 

“We’re not fucking, if that’s what you mean.” ( she’s being crass, forgive her.                                                        vulgarity; disarm, go on the offensive.

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[jamesgros]

VOICEMAIL: "German. Six weeks she is missing. If I trace this back to your people, I will dismantle your organization piece by piece, but only after I personally rip you apart joint by joint. She has not meddled in your affairs." (it took him two weeks to find this phone number. TROL has upped their game. there is a pause.) "If you are not involved, I will alert you to the resolution of this matter." (a nice code for 'I will let you know if she is dead.')

@medvxd

The man who has hated him ever since he learned She didn’t (and with good reason. look at the ruins his machinery leaves behind) leaves him a voicemail in the middle of the night, in the middle of a job. He is expecting vitriol, he is expecting the anger he missed out on the first time. ( In some ways, that silence, this calm accusation is worse than everything TROL has asked of him. )

He left her bleeding behind him when he went to a doom that didn’t come. He left. The Russian is to be commended for including him at all even if it crushes what is left of his heart, even if it rips the breath from his lungs

Six weeks

Most people who are not found in 48 hours are not found at all, you know. The leeway for operatives can be a little longer but–

(but, he is reminded of how many operatives he must have vanished in his own career)

This is not a message that needs his reply; but he is a fool and the brother of a traitor under all that stone.

[Text: Nikolai] I understand[message unsent] Thank you

[wordsnquotes]

I understand I can’t have you. But I want to know you’re in the world with me.

Jennifer Echols, Forget You (via anthler)

[jamesgros]

Spring in some backwater part of Kansas. "Blau." Even. Controlled. "We need to get in the bathtub." She feels the pressure drop, sees the change in the sky- green and sickly. Her blood chills. There are no sirens this far out. "Now." An order. The safehouse is old, the wood thin. The walls are quivering with fear. Their safety is a large, heavy clawfoot tub. ( He might have been able to fit in it alone, but it's a tad cramped now. ) A freight train approaching. She's holding her breath.

@cmissary

He’s never– there have always been mountains, forests, things that kept the sky up. He is not– afraid, because it is unprofessional to be afraid, because machines and statues do not feel fear; but he is concerned (for the mission, for the small woman his bulk will crush if his bracing slips) He is allowed to be concerned. That’s safe, that he understands

It is also not professional to make unnecessary noise, but nothing on that front can be proven. (There is humming, a vibration in his chest. Old nursery songs under the wind)