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“RATTLE ‘EM, BOYS!”

"YES BOSS!"

"I am. Not associated with these people."

Welcome, welcomee people! To a multi-run askblog for the mafia of a Killer-swap au run by @3m1lth34rt1st, @chaotic-conquest, and @seakittypups! This askblog has both references to dream game AND forsaken due to lore reasons.

This account is connected to @c00lbug, @t3lam0n, and @wakeuppizzaboy!

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#mafioso #mafioso forsaken #forsaken mafioso #mafia dream game #dream game mafia #dream game #frozen soul #forsaken #forsaken ask blog #forsaken roblox #roblox forsaken #homocidalporkchops #mafia on the loose (art)#division 8 ready for anythinggg (asks)#hey that ones on our target list! (reblog)#at your service (rp)#Soldiers don't go to hell.

keepinyadebthfree

007n7 slowly walked into the mall, or well. That version of the mall made just to keep them atleast a BIT sane. Tail slowly swinging side to side.

As he glanced around the place, his gaze stayed on a certain sign in the place. Squinting a bit before whispering to himself.

"Definitely didn't miss this location."

-@c00lbug [implication time]

Ronni peers out of the doorway, mist rolling around her boots to catch her a better view, eyes snapping open in the haze that warned of the big boss prowling about. And of course, because nothing ever went his way, that luckdamned bug was in his mall.

It swings, forming vapor into a sword with the motion and carrying a word of warning that cracks itself in the wall.

She drags the sword out from the gash it cut into the wall with an unnatural ease, and the mall begins to heal itself- an unchanging limbo couldn’t go and let itself get run down, now could it- and spits,

“Jack. The fuck are you doing here.”

c00lbug

Hearing the other, and the noises, 007n7 tilted his head slightly. That terrible smile still plastered upon his face. Atleast, that's what should have stayed. The smile quickly seemed to falter as he stared at the other. Confidence faltering, almost.

The eyes still left that magenta-hue of light, but it seemed much softer now.

"I- can you not deadname me?? I'm.. not here to hurt anyone. Just here to talk. Advice, you know?"

keepinyadebthfree

The mist curls and curls and curls around 007n7’s ankle and yanks him to the ground, Ronni’s sword swung to point dead-on at the bug’s neck as soon as he’s on the ground. Her eyes are narrowed, assessing, scrutinizing.

It doesn’t let up, keeping the sword poised to strike as it snarls,

“Can you not break into my luckdamned mall?”

She catches the glimmer of pink in his eyes- common enough procedure to check for it, when n7 intruded- or, really, it was just visiting his kids, but-

“You might not be here to hurt anyone, but I can see It in your eyes, and I can’t take a risk like that. Not with your kids here.”

c00lbug

"Ack-"

007n7 let out a small 'oof' as he landed on the ground, quickly dropping what he had been holding from his hands. Those golden wings, gotten from Telamon himself, still stained a bit from the blood.

It's eyes locked on to Ronni's, 007n7 gulping a bit.

"I'm- I'm glad you're keeping them safe. And worrying for them. But I'm just here for advice, promise. Trust me, I've just.."

His gaze drifted off for a second. Didn't trust himself to turn his head to the wings with that sword so close. And so he just.. terribly waved his hand in the wings direction.

"..Messed up, in short."

keepinyadebthfree

Ronni allows himself to gasp in horror, paw flinging to cover his mouth. She reels back, letting her sword dissipate as she comprehends what, exactly, 007n7 has dropped on her floor.

It takes a moment for it to collect itself, staring dumbfounded at the ichor-stained golden wings on the floor, hardly processing much other than the fact that it smells off, from mortal blood- it didn’t carry the scent of iron, no, but- burnt sugar. Undeniably divine.

Undeniably, that damn bird.

She croaks,

“..how, in Luck’s name, do you mess up that bad. What advice do you want from me? Soon as that damn bird’s in workin’ order, he ain’t gonna like you no more, now is he? Best case scenario, you’re on thin ice. Tread lighter than a damn feather. That’s what I got for you.”

c00lbug

"In my defense, I didn't have much o' a choice?"

Sitting up, 007n7 quickly pointed at one of his eyes for a moment, before flicking his head a bit. Turning back to grab the wings, he held onto one of them a bit.

Staring at the feathers, dragging his other hand through them before the antennae seemed to flop down at the sides of his head.

"I just don't know what to do with them. Trying to consume them would be terrible, and any other option I have would just be wrong. So uh.. that's why I'm here. I need to know what to do with them."

keepinyadebthfree

This wasn't a situation she could handle. Ronni was good enough to admit that to herself, and, of course, stubborn enough to ignore it and try anyway. Maybe, if his Consigliere were present, he'd act a bit less rashly, think a bit more clearly. But it’d told the goons, in no uncertain terms, that they were to stay back unless Ronni called for them.

So it was just her, 007n7, and each of their respective histories of terrible decisions and what she’d prefer to regard as a mutual respect, even if it was strained to hell and back. So he sighs, drags his paw over his face, and offers,

"..leave 'em with us. We’ll- well, luck if I know what we'll do with 'em, but they'll be outta your paws and into a safe spot. You know we're good at keeping things safe, 7."

c00lbug

"I- yeah, okay. Thank you, Ronni. I'm uh."

Getting up from the ground, 007n7's tail wagged back and forth slowly. Whacking at the mist a bit.

Scratching a bit at the fur, his gaze drifting away from the other.

"Just giving you a heads up, uh. Henry's.. Planning something? ..If it wasn't obvious enough."

keepinyadebthfree

The mist curls back as 007n7’s tail bats at it, pulling away and weaving itself back into Ronni’s form.

She gathers up the wings into her arms and begins to pace, each step a stomp, her ears pinned back. It stops, and buries its face in its paws, letting out another long-suffering sigh before it hisses,

"Because of course he is, when is he not!- Thank you for the heads up, 7. We'll. Keep an eye out for anything that might come our way."

He makes a shooing gesture at 007n7.

"Now scram. Git out. You're not seeing the kids when you've got him in your- he's always in your head- actively messing with you. Don't make me grab da broom."

#the big boss (mafioso)#hey that ones on our target list! (reblog)#at your service (rp)#forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay #dream game roleplay #mafia mod bird

keepinyadebthfree

007n7 slowly walked into the mall, or well. That version of the mall made just to keep them atleast a BIT sane. Tail slowly swinging side to side.

As he glanced around the place, his gaze stayed on a certain sign in the place. Squinting a bit before whispering to himself.

"Definitely didn't miss this location."

-@c00lbug [implication time]

Ronni peers out of the doorway, mist rolling around her boots to catch her a better view, eyes snapping open in the haze that warned of the big boss prowling about. And of course, because nothing ever went his way, that luckdamned bug was in his mall.

It swings, forming vapor into a sword with the motion and carrying a word of warning that cracks itself in the wall.

She drags the sword out from the gash it cut into the wall with an unnatural ease, and the mall begins to heal itself- an unchanging limbo couldn’t go and let itself get run down, now could it- and spits,

“Jack. The fuck are you doing here.”

c00lbug

Hearing the other, and the noises, 007n7 tilted his head slightly. That terrible smile still plastered upon his face. Atleast, that's what should have stayed. The smile quickly seemed to falter as he stared at the other. Confidence faltering, almost.

The eyes still left that magenta-hue of light, but it seemed much softer now.

"I- can you not deadname me?? I'm.. not here to hurt anyone. Just here to talk. Advice, you know?"

keepinyadebthfree

The mist curls and curls and curls around 007n7’s ankle and yanks him to the ground, Ronni’s sword swung to point dead-on at the bug’s neck as soon as he’s on the ground. Her eyes are narrowed, assessing, scrutinizing.

It doesn’t let up, keeping the sword poised to strike as it snarls,

“Can you not break into my luckdamned mall?”

She catches the glimmer of pink in his eyes- common enough procedure to check for it, when n7 intruded- or, really, it was just visiting his kids, but-

“You might not be here to hurt anyone, but I can see It in your eyes, and I can’t take a risk like that. Not with your kids here.”

c00lbug

"Ack-"

007n7 let out a small 'oof' as he landed on the ground, quickly dropping what he had been holding from his hands. Those golden wings, gotten from Telamon himself, still stained a bit from the blood.

It's eyes locked on to Ronni's, 007n7 gulping a bit.

"I'm- I'm glad you're keeping them safe. And worrying for them. But I'm just here for advice, promise. Trust me, I've just.."

His gaze drifted off for a second. Didn't trust himself to turn his head to the wings with that sword so close. And so he just.. terribly waved his hand in the wings direction.

"..Messed up, in short."

keepinyadebthfree

Ronni allows himself to gasp in horror, paw flinging to cover his mouth. She reels back, letting her sword dissipate as she comprehends what, exactly, 007n7 has dropped on her floor.

It takes a moment for it to collect itself, staring dumbfounded at the ichor-stained golden wings on the floor, hardly processing much other than the fact that it smells off, from mortal blood- it didn’t carry the scent of iron, no, but- burnt sugar. Undeniably divine.

Undeniably, that damn bird.

She croaks,

“..how, in Luck’s name, do you mess up that bad. What advice do you want from me? Soon as that damn bird’s in workin’ order, he ain’t gonna like you no more, now is he? Best case scenario, you’re on thin ice. Tread lighter than a damn feather. That’s what I got for you.”

c00lbug

"In my defense, I didn't have much o' a choice?"

Sitting up, 007n7 quickly pointed at one of his eyes for a moment, before flicking his head a bit. Turning back to grab the wings, he held onto one of them a bit.

Staring at the feathers, dragging his other hand through them before the antennae seemed to flop down at the sides of his head.

"I just don't know what to do with them. Trying to consume them would be terrible, and any other option I have would just be wrong. So uh.. that's why I'm here. I need to know what to do with them."

keepinyadebthfree

This wasn't a situation she could handle. Ronni was good enough to admit that to herself, and, of course, stubborn enough to ignore it and try anyway. Maybe, if his Consigliere were present, he'd act a bit less rashly, think a bit more clearly. But it’d told the goons, in no uncertain terms, that they were to stay back unless Ronni called for them.

So it was just her, 007n7, and each of their respective histories of terrible decisions and what she’d prefer to regard as a mutual respect, even if it was strained to hell and back. So he sighs, drags his paw over his face, and offers,

"..leave 'em with us. We’ll- well, luck if I know what we'll do with 'em, but they'll be outta your paws and into a safe spot. You know we're good at keeping things safe, 7."

#the big boss (mafioso)#hey that ones on our target list! (reblog)#at your service (rp)#forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay #dream game roleplay #mafia mod bird

keepinyadebthfree

007n7 slowly walked into the mall, or well. That version of the mall made just to keep them atleast a BIT sane. Tail slowly swinging side to side.

As he glanced around the place, his gaze stayed on a certain sign in the place. Squinting a bit before whispering to himself.

"Definitely didn't miss this location."

-@c00lbug [implication time]

Ronni peers out of the doorway, mist rolling around her boots to catch her a better view, eyes snapping open in the haze that warned of the big boss prowling about. And of course, because nothing ever went his way, that luckdamned bug was in his mall.

It swings, forming vapor into a sword with the motion and carrying a word of warning that cracks itself in the wall.

She drags the sword out from the gash it cut into the wall with an unnatural ease, and the mall begins to heal itself- an unchanging limbo couldn’t go and let itself get run down, now could it- and spits,

“Jack. The fuck are you doing here.”

c00lbug

Hearing the other, and the noises, 007n7 tilted his head slightly. That terrible smile still plastered upon his face. Atleast, that's what should have stayed. The smile quickly seemed to falter as he stared at the other. Confidence faltering, almost.

The eyes still left that magenta-hue of light, but it seemed much softer now.

"I- can you not deadname me?? I'm.. not here to hurt anyone. Just here to talk. Advice, you know?"

keepinyadebthfree

The mist curls and curls and curls around 007n7’s ankle and yanks him to the ground, Ronni’s sword swung to point dead-on at the bug’s neck as soon as he’s on the ground. Her eyes are narrowed, assessing, scrutinizing.

It doesn’t let up, keeping the sword poised to strike as it snarls,

“Can you not break into my luckdamned mall?”

She catches the glimmer of pink in his eyes- common enough procedure to check for it, when n7 intruded- or, really, it was just visiting his kids, but-

“You might not be here to hurt anyone, but I can see It in your eyes, and I can’t take a risk like that. Not with your kids here.”

c00lbug

"Ack-"

007n7 let out a small 'oof' as he landed on the ground, quickly dropping what he had been holding from his hands. Those golden wings, gotten from Telamon himself, still stained a bit from the blood.

It's eyes locked on to Ronni's, 007n7 gulping a bit.

"I'm- I'm glad you're keeping them safe. And worrying for them. But I'm just here for advice, promise. Trust me, I've just.."

His gaze drifted off for a second. Didn't trust himself to turn his head to the wings with that sword so close. And so he just.. terribly waved his hand in the wings direction.

"..Messed up, in short."

keepinyadebthfree

Ronni allows himself to gasp in horror, paw flinging to cover his mouth. She reels back, letting her sword dissipate as she comprehends what, exactly, 007n7 has dropped on her floor.

It takes a moment for it to collect itself, staring dumbfounded at the ichor-stained golden wings on the floor, hardly processing much other than the fact that it smells off, from mortal blood- it didn’t carry the scent of iron, no, but- burnt sugar. Undeniably divine.

Undeniably, that damn bird.

She croaks,

“..how, in Luck’s name, do you mess up that bad. What advice do you want from me? Soon as that damn bird’s in workin’ order, he ain’t gonna like you no more, now is he? Best case scenario, you’re on thin ice. Tread lighter than a damn feather. That’s what I got for you.”

#the big boss (mafioso)#at your service (rp)#forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay #dream game roleplay #mafia mod bird #(hey …. it’s me ……. the bird ……..)#(writing the mafia ……. responding to the state of the bird …….)#(in my defense i was peer pressured into this)#(THOS WAS BUG’S FAULT IM INNOCENT)

keepinyadebthfree

007n7 slowly walked into the mall, or well. That version of the mall made just to keep them atleast a BIT sane. Tail slowly swinging side to side.

As he glanced around the place, his gaze stayed on a certain sign in the place. Squinting a bit before whispering to himself.

"Definitely didn't miss this location."

-@c00lbug [implication time]

Ronni peers out of the doorway, mist rolling around her boots to catch her a better view, eyes snapping open in the haze that warned of the big boss prowling about. And of course, because nothing ever went his way, that luckdamned bug was in his mall.

It swings, forming vapor into a sword with the motion and carrying a word of warning that cracks itself in the wall.

She drags the sword out from the gash it cut into the wall with an unnatural ease, and the mall begins to heal itself- an unchanging limbo couldn’t go and let itself get run down, now could it- and spits,

“Jack. The fuck are you doing here.”

c00lbug

Hearing the other, and the noises, 007n7 tilted his head slightly. That terrible smile still plastered upon his face. Atleast, that's what should have stayed. The smile quickly seemed to falter as he stared at the other. Confidence faltering, almost.

The eyes still left that magenta-hue of light, but it seemed much softer now.

"I- can you not deadname me?? I'm.. not here to hurt anyone. Just here to talk. Advice, you know?"

keepinyadebthfree

The mist curls and curls and curls around 007n7’s ankle and yanks him to the ground, Ronni’s sword swung to point dead-on at the bug’s neck as soon as he’s on the ground. Her eyes are narrowed, assessing, scrutinizing.

It doesn’t let up, keeping the sword poised to strike as it snarls,

“Can you not break into my luckdamned mall?”

She catches the glimmer of pink in his eyes- common enough procedure to check for it, when n7 intruded- or, really, it was just visiting his kids, but-

“You might not be here to hurt anyone, but I can see It in your eyes, and I can’t take a risk like that. Not with your kids here.”

#the big boss (mafioso)#division 8 ready for anythinggg (asks)#at your service (rp)#forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay #dream game roleplay #mafia mod bird

007n7 slowly walked into the mall, or well. That version of the mall made just to keep them atleast a BIT sane. Tail slowly swinging side to side.

As he glanced around the place, his gaze stayed on a certain sign in the place. Squinting a bit before whispering to himself.

"Definitely didn't miss this location."

-@c00lbug [implication time]

Ronni peers out of the doorway, mist rolling around her boots to catch her a better view, eyes snapping open in the haze that warned of the big boss prowling about. And of course, because nothing ever went his way, that luckdamned bug was in his mall.

It swings, forming vapor into a sword with the motion and carrying a word of warning that cracks itself in the wall.

She drags the sword out from the gash it cut into the wall with an unnatural ease, and the mall begins to heal itself- an unchanging limbo couldn’t go and let itself get run down, now could it- and spits,

“Jack. The fuck are you doing here.”

#the big boss (mafioso)#dream game roleplay #forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay #division 8 ready for anythinggg (asks)#mafia mod bird #at your service (rp)

hey chance have This

He freezes up. Wrings their hands together to hide the shaking, to stop themself from adding another shitty decision to their already incredibly impressive pile.

"Ha. Haha. Gonna hafta decline!"

#the deserter.#forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay #division 8 ready for anythinggg (asks)#mafia mod bird #tw alcoholism #from bug to bug #STOP SENDING IN ASKS TO YOUR OWN BLOGS

Mafioso.. Are you ⚣. You look ⚣.

Mafioso squints at the anon.

#the big boss (mafioso)#dream game roleplay #forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay #division 8 ready for anythinggg (asks)#mafia mod bird #(if this is asking if she’s gay . yea)

Armando are you ⚣ or ⚤?

Armando’s head tips to the side with confusion.

“What?”

#caporegime (armando)#dream game roleplay #forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay #division 8 ready for anythinggg (asks)#mafia mod bird #(red circle red arrow what did they mean by this)

saw that coolkidd is here

Im kidnapping your Bloxing Father !! /ref

"NOO.. N0T MY FATHER !! PLEASEE IM SORRY !! D:"

#c00lest kid #dream game roleplay #forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay #division 8 ready for anythinggg (asks)#mafia mod bug

CHANCE ??? WHY ARE YOU HWRE !!

He plops his chin onto his hands, smiling smugger than the cat that got the cream.

“Why not?”

Morris taps on the table a couple times, annoyed. A couple angry trillings coming from the man.

"BE-CAUSE HE'S A BASTARD. I'M GOING TO SKIN HIM ALIVE. I SWEAR TO TELAMON."

#division 8 ready for anythinggg (asks)#forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay #consigliere (morris)#the deserter.#mafia mod bird #mafia mod bug

*sniff sniff..*

*a small, fluffy white bunny has hopped up to and looks at you, what do you do?*

-@bloxy-bunbun

Weasel squeals excitedly, a child-like smile evident on its face as it hastily picks up the rabbit. "BUNNYYYY!!!!!"

#contractee (weasel)#mafia mod banshee #division 8 ready for anythinggg (asks)#dream game roleplay #forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay

why are there so many of you.

[@the-lobbys-meow-meow]

Ronni raises her brow, mouth curling into a frown as she scans her meager division of five- six, including herself. How in Luck’s name did that register as ‘so many’?

“Not sure that you’ve got a good sense on numbers, ‘cause dis is very, very few. Five goons, one boss- we don’t got much in da way of numbers, but we make up for it with skill.”

It casts a pointed glare up, across the table it sits at.

“So it’s a real big hit t’ the team when someone deserts.”

And it’s met with the shark-toothed grin of a killer, the gambler of the hour giving a casual shrug as they huff,

“C’mon! Don’t be like that, bunny!”

"CHANCE DIMES MOTHER-FUCKING MALLORY."

“alright i think that’s my cue to leave”

#division 8 ready for anythinggg (asks)#dream game roleplay #forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay #the big boss (mafioso)#the deserter.#consigliere (morris)#mafia mod bird #mafia mod bug #Soldiers don’t go to hell.

do any of you have any family?

Morris is. Standing there awkwardly.

"I uh. Had- have. Have a brother. I miss him."

#division 8 ready for anythinggg (asks)#dream game roleplay #forsaken roleplay #roblox roleplay #consigliere (morris)#mafia mod bug #Soldiers don’t go to hell.

YOIUU LOT !!! HIIIIIII !!! How is everyone holdin up right now?? - ( COUGHS @smthngcl0ver )

Ronni drags her paw across her face, and states,

"Honestly? Terrible. The kids- I love 'em, yeah, but they're a lot to deal with when we're bein' hunted like animals."

Armando hops up and leans over its shoulder, piping in with an easy,

"I'm doing great, personally. Except the uh- being. Hunted stuff."

Quincy was practically leaning on Armando as she spoke.

"Same as them! I'm just- I would prefer not to be treated like prey. Again."

Morris did a small shrug. They didn't really care, honestly.

"It's work. Neutral." Weasel giggled. "Oh, just TERRIBLE!!!" It dramatized. ..In stark contrast, Gunslinger's ears dropped down. "...I've been doing okay."