I make my own contracts

"Yes, you have reached Solo Space Contracting, performing every odd job one woman can perform.  Please, leave a message and once I can get to it, I'll get back to you."  (Independent Scoi-Fi OC.  Non fandom specific, oprn to RP'ing with virtually anybody.)

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo bumped into a demon killer... Pshaw, demons!

[katanamasako]

  She frowned down at the human. “Guns are NOT needed here, you can pick them up right here where you leave them. I will deal with any trouble.” 

Kat grinned “take it easy Z’sophia, something tells me she’s not from around here.”  Kat set down two seven foot blades, three knives, four bombs of some form, and six shivs of various materials.  where she stored those things, no one will ever know.

[lonespacecontractor]

"Not in the building..."  Solo sighed.  "Whatever."  She muttered as she dropped the gun at the door.  And, for faith, a small knife.  "All I have."  She said walking inside.  "Now where do you store yours?"  She asked her companion.

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo found one mary mary quite contrary

marylinofvinheim started following you

Solo poked around a dark forest.  She had a blaster weapon ready in her hand.  Ready to shoot whatever strange beast that approached.

This forest was fucking dangerous.

Solo heard something approaching her.  And she turned to face it, gun ready.  But then sighed.  "Oh god.  Sorry, been jumped by a few things."  She showed some signs of having gotten hit a few times, clothes torn, small cuts on her sleeves.  "Glad to see you're not a thing meaning to jump me."

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo bumped into a demon killer... Pshaw, demons!

[katanamasako]

  Kat nodded “Follow me. and yes. Demons. Why do people always have such a hard time believing they exist?” she chuckled and led the way into a small town, going to a four story building with a bar on the lower level. there was a canine humanoid standing at the door. 

The humanoid stopped them “Ah ah, first. weapons. hand them over.Mama Ester doesn’t like weapons in her bar.” and yet she shouldered a large canon at the door.

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo was quiet.  "Well...   That's a gun."  She said.  Solo took a moment.  "Where you gonna store them?"  She asked.  "For when I leave.   Cause...  Ya know.   Apparently this is a place where guns are needed."  She said taking it off her belt.  "Where can I pick it up when I go."

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo bumped into a... Dude... Totally a dude

[flintlxcked-deactivated20150514]

  "With my face? The Rocks aren’t a condition, they’re kind of a part of who I am."

[lonespacecontractor]

She blinked.  "Well...  Still.  That is a technically a condition."   She said.  "I know psychics who consider my...  Not being psychic a condition.  Even though I was born that way."  Solo sighed.  "And besides.  Wouldn't you like to know a bit more about ya?  Like...  Are your rocks spreading?"  She asked.

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo bumped into a demon killer... Pshaw, demons!

[katanamasako]

  Kat smiled “ah, a hungry human. Then you’re going to want to stick close, I know a place, but it’s usually full of demons. Disguised are just demons that masquerade as humans. I do that myself sometimes, but only if I’m bored and feel like messing with people.” She turned to lead the way. 

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo blinked.  "Demons.   Really?  Demons?"  Solo snorted.  But at the same time.   her hand strayed to her plasma pistol at her hip.  "So...  Uh...  Where's the place.  Lead the way...  I'm dead fucking lost."

[sidestuiff]

[blonde-vie-deactivated20141031]

Top of head: Sibling affection/parental affection Hair: Yearning Ear: “I want you to hear me out.” Nose: “You’re so cute.” Cheek: “I want to tell you I love you.”/Deep affection/Devotion Neck: Dislike/Hate/Disdain Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear Waist:...

[ask-sivir]

Send me a fandom and I'll tell you a character I'd roleplay from that fandom.

[lonespacecontractor]

1 21 31

1:What does their bedroom look like?

Solo's bedroom is a converted bedroom of her ship.  Designed to sleep four one bed has been removed...  And she's still the only one to use it.  The bedroom is very messy.  Random plates lying on the floor.  Dirty clothes everywhere.  One bed is only ever slept in, the sheets in need of a changing.  There is a standing dresser, with a few nice clothes in it.  And she hangs a small energy gun beside her bed, and has one simple spacesuit in her room.  However apart from the occasional accumulation of nearly finished food (which she tosses every few days) the room doesn't really feel lived in, mostly because Solo is constantly wandering about the rest of the ship.  And only pops into there when nearly about to fall asleep (or she needs to change).

21:Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

Turn Ons: Its a short list.  She really is just one for rather tame things.  And...  Well, someone willing to let themselves go a bit before her.  Its not so much a turn on, as much as it is watching for the other persons trust of her.  If they'll let her see them at their most exposed, she'll expose herself too

Turn offs: Control, forcefulness, violence.  She's suffered a few defeats in her time as a contractor (and since she will frequently work alone, against people who do not work alone).  Some defeats were worse than others, and these still scar her mentally.

31:Most prized possession?

The heavy.  The ship she travels around in.  It is both practical, being her home, her transport, a large swath of her source of income.  As well as mental.  Its her independence, her freedom, her liberation, her power, and a memoir of her family, father and brother.  As well as friends and such who have, over the years, helped her out more than they had to.

[lonespacecontractor]

☛ GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD! aka The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme

Ask a question, any question! Because I have nothing better to do than to answer your questions. ... No, really. I don't. D:

1: What does their bedroom look like?

2: Do they have any daily rituals?

3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

4: What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

5: Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

6: Eating habits and sample daily menu

7: Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

8: Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

9: Makeup?

10: Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

11: Intellectual pursuits?

12: Favorite book genre?

13: Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

14: Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

15: Biggest and smallest short term goal?

16: Biggest and smallest long term goal?

17: Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

18: Favorite beverage?

19: What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

20: Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

21: Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

23: How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

25: How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

26: Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?

27: What is their biggest regret?

28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

29: Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

30: Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

31: Most prized possession?

32: Thoughts on material possessions in general?

33: Concept of home and family?

34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

35: What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

36: What makes them feel guilty?

37: Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

38: What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?

39: Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

40: How misanthropic are they?

41: Hobbies?

42: How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

43: Religion?

44: Superstitions or views on the occult?

45: Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

46: If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

47: How do they express love?

48: If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

49: Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo bumped into a... Dude... Totally a dude

[flintlxcked-deactivated20150514]

  "I don’t know, I literally found out I was a nuhuman like, four days ago."

"Someone in my family was an inhuman, which means I have inhuman genes. Can’t really tell you what an Inhuman is aside from it’s what I am. There’s only a handful of full blooded inhumans left."

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo blinked.  "Inhuman...  That's...  Vague."  She said.  "I...  I can.  I can."  She took a moment.  "I know a few medical facilities that might be able to help with that some."

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo bumped into a... Dude... Totally a dude

[flintlxcked-deactivated20150514]

  "Not technically mutation, I’m an alien hybrid called a Nuhuman. Most of us look crazy to match whatever abilities our genetics manifested."

[lonespacecontractor]

She blinked.  "Alien...  Define Alien.  Technically I'm an eternal Alien.  I...  Fuck I forget where people come from.  It was thousands of years ago.  And then a few centuries ago."  She sighed.  "Whatever.  What are ya a hybrid of.  Somethin' human looking it seems."

[irishrebornamerican-archive]

lonespacecontractor needs something from the Irish American

[irishrebornamerican-archive]

  "You ever think of actually getting someone to travel with you, as a partner in traveling the world then…?" Of course Tawny thought that the girl was just traveling the seas, instead of any where else.

[lonespacecontractor]

"I never get a chance to do that."  She said.  "Everyone I know is tacked down enough to stay behind...  And...  I like being solo...  Why its Solo space contracting."  Whoops, there dropped the bomb.

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo bumped into a... Dude... Totally a dude

[flintlxcked-deactivated20150514]

  "Sure, if that’s what you wanna call it." He thought for a moment. "I mean, it’s probably more complicated than being ‘made of stone’. Still don’t know much about it."

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo walked up to it.  "Neat.  I've seen some people with mutations...  But nobody I know has a physical mutation so...  Unique."  She muttered.  "Mostly mental anyways really.  Kinda boring..."

[cunt3r-parts-deactivated2024062]

I could go for some rough sex and a large pizza.

[lonespacecontractor]

Yes, master/mistress

43.  It’s a collar. Wear it in public.

Solo stared at the other girl.  ”Its a collar.  You can see right.  Where we’re gonna go wear that shit in public.  Orrr…  They’ll put one on ya.”  She said.

[ask-titanfetishzoe]

  She nodded a little, though she had many questions in her mind, like why they really were there, and was what Solo said true. Did the woman come here only when she had to? It seemed to Hangi that maybe she came here more than she claims. But she didnt voice her thoughts and just followed the woman.

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo left her ship and walked out to a dock.  Once they passed a few guards in conventional clothing they entered the colony at large.  And...  This was a show.  It was some sort of fetish kingdom.  People wandering around naked, in next to nothing.  Just casually fucking on the street.  The place.  Well, "I told them."  She said to hangi.  "You were my lover and we were looking to engage in less than socially acceptable forms of sex."  She said.  "Its an easy cover compared to... Say...  Anything else.  And...  It'll get me mole-"  She was cut off as a hand grabbed at her chest.  "GETTUEFUCKOFFA-"  She stopped as she saw the form.  "Oh.  Good.  You're here."

A man who was about her height stood before, her...  With two woman in 'sexy space suits' behind him.  "Yes dear.  Shall we."

Solo nodded.  "Come on.  I've got info to gather."

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo bumped into a demon killer... Pshaw, demons!

[katanamasako]

  Kat turned to the woman and her tail flicked “Food? Depends on who’s asking.” the woman was clearly out of place among the surroundings of where they stood. “Are you human or disguised?” 

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo blinked.  "I am.  Human?"  She asked.  "I...  Disguised...  The fuck are those?"  She asked.  "I'm fleshy through and through.  And hungry..."  He stomach growled.  "Really hungry..."

[lonespacecontractor]

Solo found a space cowboy. Space cowboy?

felt-tip-blues started following you

Solo flew about deep space.  Flying...  Well, just about deep space.  A blip lit up on her radar.  She blinked.  "Yoo!  This is the heavy.  I'm seeing another ship out here in the middle of bumfuck nowhere.  Tell me space brother.  Doing anything interesting out here.  Will ya let me mine this gas giant for some fuel companion?"