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Private Selective Nathan Drake by Yosh

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                            𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒂 𝒋𝒑𝒆𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅, 𝒖̈𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉                                    𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏, 𝑰'𝒎 𝑾𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔                                  𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅              𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓, 𝒘𝒆'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖                                                               (𝒙) 

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rules - Tag 20 followers you would like to get to know better tagged by: @baagha !! tagging:    uhhh whomst’d’ve ever reads this

Nickname: Yosh!! Gender: Cis Male Star Sign: Capricorn Height: 6′1 Sexuality:   Heterosexual // Bi???  Still workin that out Hogwarts House: what’s a harrypotter? Favorite Animals: Fennec Fox!!!! Average Hours Of Sleep: during the time i should be sleeping??  0-2 Dogs or Cats: i’d rather own a cat but i’m in love with dogs! Number of Blankets:  1 but it’s super thicc Where I Am From:  Newcastle, Australia  Dream Trip:  China, Japan (im a weeb), Italy (to visit family) When I Created This Account:    like last week lmao Why I Created This Account:  I wanted to try and branch off from Anime rp for a bit of an experiment. Followers:  26!!  babby’s first followers

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            i’m the ʙᴀᴅᴅᴇsᴛ ᴄᴀʀ in the parking lot // ʜᴏᴛᴛᴇsᴛ ɢᴜɴ that the preacher shot

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uncharted challenge  [3/3] Male Characters → Nathan Drake

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abrilliantlie:

——- NOT THE GREATEST IMPRESSION, but he was pissing her off. That and the condescending way he dared her to PUNCH him was just too TEMPTING. She shook her hand up, WATCHING as he reeled back in pain. Serves him right, but still, her violence was UNJUST.       ❝ I said you pay up front, or you don’t get to stay. You’re the one who didn’t pay, so it’s not like I really had a choice. ❞ Would of been EASIER to just dig through his shit after he left, but Eli had basically DEMANDED her to help him. Worried the guy might get himself KILLED exploring the mountains caverns, or more likely, find himself in the BAD end of a Peggie’s shotgun. 

      She barely spoke to him REGARDLESS, so his annoyed comment on needing her to be QUIET was really more of him WHINING. She rolled her eyes, following after him to look at what they were DEALING WITH.        ❝ …I think… ❞ She glanced around the room, STRANGE CARVINGS in the walls, ❝ Maybe the reason you can’t translate any of this, is because it isn’t a message written in the colonist’s native language. ❞      She wasn’t COMPLETELY sure, but she had an idea. It would make sense, but then again, she wasn’t really a MASTER of puzzles and treasure hunting.        ❝ I think it might be Algonquian. I mean, it would make sense for the time and also the language isn’t really heavily documented so it wouldn’t be in your book. ❞

       Now lets just hope she remembers how the fuck this goes,       ❝ Do you have a pen and paper I could use ? ❞

“Do I hav-  Of course I do, what do you think I am?  An amateur?” He tossed her his notebook, a pencil strapped to its spine; it’s graphite tip slightly worn down by his vigorous note taking along with some semi-serious doodles.  It had become something of a habit to write down any and all things he came across in his journey physically, digital footprints and the like could burn for all he knew.

The throbbing localised entirely in his head beginning to calm itself, he was finally free to think on the circumstances presented upon the pair.  “You’re right though...”  Nate was stubborn, but he wasn’t above admitting when his partner had come up upon a good lead.  “It really doesn’t look like any Indo-European language I’ve ever seen; it has to be native.”  Still rubbing his temple to soothe his headache, the fortune hunter wiped a thick layer of dirt and dust from the wall to reveal more text.  “You can read this stuff?  Where’d you learn something like that?”

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anyway yea @ Carol Denning blogs ship with me

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Hey all!!  Thanks to all the new followers, i’m feeling a little under the weather rn but i’ll try and get on those replies and starters tomorrow morning.

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Date night with Nate is just staying in and watching Gilmore Girls with cheap Chinese food.

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me as a parent.

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baagha:

            ♛ —–    The notebook of his, it was similar to the one Karter was carrying around. Well, at least when it came to the CONCEPT. So Ajay wasn’t completely new to this. Ajay took it carefully out of the other’s hand, taking a moment to observe everything. He didn’t have a problem recognizing the location.

          ❛  I know where that is.  ❜  he nodded, handing the map back. But the look on his face already GAVE AWAY how he was feeling about this situation. —- It was weird to hear how the guy’s TRUST was working, but Ajay recently decided to NOT give a damn about other people’s behavior anymore.   ❛  I mean, I could help you out, I guess. But WHY exactly do you wanna get there? — Who are you?  ❜

“I’m an...  Archaeologist, yeah, let’s go with that.” Nate nodded along as the man confirmed his usefulness, smiling unapologetically.  The map was folded away and slipped back into the note book as quickly as it was taken out, the leather bound booklet slipped into it’s usual nest, his back pants pocket.  He had little intention of revealing just how much what he was looking for was worth to the right buyer, but with that small detail omitted there wasn’t much risk in revealing his purpose.  

“I’m looking for a ritual dagger, crica...  say 400BCE??  My silverware collection has been a little barren lately, you know how it is, baby sitter stealing anything not nailed down.”  His smile still ear to ear, he extended a hand to the helpful fellow.  “And Drake, Nathan Drake is my name; don’t wear it out.”

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      ♛ —–    ANOTHER tourist? Ajay didn’t mind them, of course. But he did have some bad luck with them lately, especially when they were AMERICAN. However, there was no need to judge a book by its cover. Still, trust issues were visible.

           ❛  NEPAL ? Well, you ALMOST got it right, I guess.  ❜  he said in a serious tone. To be fair, KYRAT was a misleading state. The countries neighboring it had a lot of influence when it came to culture and language. If someone would walk around without a map, it would be hard to tell WHERE exactly in the Himalayas they are. Ajay nodded to the other’s question.    

             ❛  Yes, I’m with’em. You need some help?  ❜

“Ain’t that the story of my life.”

Callous covered fingers rifle through the small notebook he’d been keeping during his expedition, it’s pages filled with notes scribbled hastily alongside surprisingly well done illustrations depicting some of the more interesting moments of his journey.  Eventually he found what he was looking for, a crinkled map yellowing with age adorned with notes from explorers past with a single mountain circled multiple times.  “You see, I’m looking for this area,” he announced, delicately handing it over to allow him to take it in.  “I heard about the Golden Path on one of those god awful radio broadcasts; they seemed to think you were the bad guys...  So I thought I could trust you to help me out.”  

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                                                    I did what I  had  to                                                     I did what I  had  to                                                     I did what I  had  to                                                     I did what I  had  to

                                              AJAY GHALE.  FAR CRY 4                                               written by REGG. est 2016

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OWL Grand Finals were wilin

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people really out here thinking young inexperienced drake would help the resistance fight off Eden’s Gate; honey, you got a storm-a-coming.

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@abrilliantlie liked for a starter.

Jolts of pain rushed through the fortune hunter’s forehead as he recoiled from the feminine knuckles being impressed upon his face.  Nate wasn’t  a stranger to receiving a strong right hook on occasion, but he rarely expected them from those of the fairer sex...  Okay that was a lie, he’d had his fair share of beat downs by ambitious female treasure hunters.

“G-God!  Alright I get it!!  You can take care of yourself.  But if we’re going to find this thing we’re gonna need to throw less punches, and start throwing more ideas because I’m really stumped right now.”  The pair had been stuck in a sort of trial room for at least an hour now, locked in by ancient mechanisms designed to test the wit of it’s victims.  “Look, you’re the one who wanted to tag along; I could have been here with a little peace and quiet and I would’ve figured it out by now!”