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Hydra doesn't want to mess with when I'm tired!
I miss my cat I hope she made it out......
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@lost-buck
I'm lost and very Tired....
Hydra doesn't want to mess with when I'm tired!
I miss my cat I hope she made it out......
Open rp!
(Set in present time, not 40s)
Steve stood in front of the wall admiring the framed drawing that was on it. He smiled. He did it, he won the art contest. It wasn’t an easy task. Not hard, skill wise, but a little tough emotionally speaking.
The subject had been to draw about memories. His were from before the war. Things weren’t easier, really, just simpler in a way. He chose to take on a collage of sorts. Him, his mom, him and Bucky, the neighborhood and the people around him, and all the things that set that world so apart from this one.
He sighed a bit as he felt his eyes water. What he would give to be able to go back…
Another shadow came to stand by his, and their voice broke through his thoughts.
"Your mind is back in a simpler time isn't it?" Bucky asked softly
@punk-from-brooklyn
He turns to him. “Hey, Buck. Yeah, I guess it is…”
"I've seen that look before hell I've had it before myself. You really are a talented artist."
@punk-from-brooklyn
“Thanks.” He smiles a little. “I wish we could go back to then…”
"There might be away but, I'd miss you."
@punk-from-brooklyn
He looks at him a little wide eyed. “Really?” He pauses, thinking for a moment. “I would go back to the moment I left, wouldn’t I? You would still be at war. Everything that happened would still have happened. I can’t leave you, or the other Bucky I’ve met. Not now…”
"I don't know if it would change anything or not. If you really want to try you can." Bucky gently put an arm around Steve's shoulders.
"I'd miss you but, I'd never forget you."
@punk-from-brooklyn
“I…I’d have to think about it. I mean, I kinda have a life here now. My job, my pup, my friends…”
"I know ya do Stevie maybe you could take your pup with ya. If not I'd take good care of it. It is totally up to you." Bucky was being supportive
@punk-from-brooklyn
He goes quiet for a few minutes. “Maybe I’m meant to be here…”
"It's what ever you want buddy I'm here to support you. I only want what's best for you."
@punk-from-brooklyn
Open rp!
(Set in present time, not 40s)
Steve stood in front of the wall admiring the framed drawing that was on it. He smiled. He did it, he won the art contest. It wasn’t an easy task. Not hard, skill wise, but a little tough emotionally speaking.
The subject had been to draw about memories. His were from before the war. Things weren’t easier, really, just simpler in a way. He chose to take on a collage of sorts. Him, his mom, him and Bucky, the neighborhood and the people around him, and all the things that set that world so apart from this one.
He sighed a bit as he felt his eyes water. What he would give to be able to go back…
Another shadow came to stand by his, and their voice broke through his thoughts.
"Your mind is back in a simpler time isn't it?" Bucky asked softly
@punk-from-brooklyn
He turns to him. “Hey, Buck. Yeah, I guess it is…”
"I've seen that look before hell I've had it before myself. You really are a talented artist."
@punk-from-brooklyn
“Thanks.” He smiles a little. “I wish we could go back to then…”
"There might be away but, I'd miss you."
@punk-from-brooklyn
He looks at him a little wide eyed. “Really?” He pauses, thinking for a moment. “I would go back to the moment I left, wouldn’t I? You would still be at war. Everything that happened would still have happened. I can’t leave you, or the other Bucky I’ve met. Not now…”
"I don't know if it would change anything or not. If you really want to try you can." Bucky gently put an arm around Steve's shoulders.
"I'd miss you but, I'd never forget you."
@punk-from-brooklyn
“I…I’d have to think about it. I mean, I kinda have a life here now. My job, my pup, my friends…”
"I know ya do Stevie maybe you could take your pup with ya. If not I'd take good care of it. It is totally up to you." Bucky was being supportive
@punk-from-brooklyn
It was running scared through the streets of New York. It's long black hair was matted and unkempt. A tight metal muzzle was on its face it was begging for the other entity the human one to take over but, Bucky couldn't brake through yet.
So Soldat was in control, the metal left arm was mangled and hanging uselessly at his side. It could feel metal debris poking into it's flesh hurting it really bad.
It made it's way into the tower gates. The human part told soldat about the avengers. About stories he heard and about Anthony Stark and Steve Rogers. Soldat could only recall a few missions he had to carry out.
But, this last bout of starvation, sleep deprivation, and straight out torture for just trying to eat what's the last straw he wanted out.
"SOLDAT WANT FOOD WANT HEL... NEED MUSCLE OFF HARD TO TALK AND BREATHE.... WANT MR ATHONY STARK CAPTAIN ROGERS TOO BUT FOOD." It's voice was loud but slightly slurred due to the muzzle.
A couple surveillance drones were flying around him and he thought it was trying to hurt him. So he smacked a couple of them with his knife.
Jarvis: Sir there's a wild man outside the gates he looks lost and terrified you can see his ribs.
( if you're ok with aus! 😁)
@lost-buck
Tony nodded "Let him in, Jarvis."
It jumped a little bit when the gates opened it walked up to the doors and they opened too.
It walked through the doors looking over its shoulder growling and gripping the knife.
God it hated the muzzle
"Mr Anthony Stark?!?" It looked all around the tower
@stark-technology-inc
He walked downstairs, his arms crossed
"Yeah it's me." He saw the muzzle, tilted his head, then took the muzzle off
You could count his ribs he was that skinny currently it flinched a little at the touch. He was expecting something bad to follow the touch.
"Soldat, scared don't like being called soldat. Hungry very hungry I'll be good asset." It gets down on his knees facing Tony with his right hand in the air he would raise his left one but it was busted.
It was showing obedience the knife was laying in front of him but he didn't make a move for it.
@stark-technology-inc
"Hey, it's ok" He winced as he saw his ribs, then checked his other arm "What do you want to be called? What do you want to eat?"
"The other in my head the human James Buchanan Barnes, calls me winter. I know I'm not human and should not want things. They busted my metal arm when I refused to do a mission couldn't kill kid." It stayed on its knees waiting for further instructions it wouldn't move unless it was told.
@stark-technology-inc
"You can move. Do you like the name Winter? Or do you want to be called something else?" He began walking to the kitchen
"Like name Winter wait winter can choose name? Have choice of food? Is this trick? Have winter been good enough for quality food like pedigree?" It gets up and follows Tony
@stark-technology-inc
"Winter it is. It's not a trick- wait what?! Pedigree?! I was gonna make you a steak!" He was confused by the request for pedigree, even a little worried
Bucky was too weak to take control yet or even really speak to winter. All he could do was watch, feel sorry for winter, and hope Tony would protect them.
"Stake? That's human food not met for assets. Bucky told winter stake was good. Was especially good medium rare with eggs with squishy yolk."
@stark-technology-inc
"Well here, it's meant for assets. Steve eats it" He nodded and began making the steak the 1920s way "So you get to try it"
"Mhmm, Steve? As in Captain Rogers he was good friends with James Buchanan Barnes."
@stark-technology-inc
"Yes, as in Captain Rogers. He lives here. He's an avenger" The smell of steak began wafting through the kitchen
It, sniffed the air smiling eyes flickering slightly Bucky was waking up, slowly at the mention of Steve. But, but he didn't take over yet.
"Smells good bet will taste good too."
@stark-technology-inc
"TONY ARE YOU IN HERE!!" Bucky shouted at the top of his lungs in the lobby of the tower
"Jarvis or Friday who the hell ever is the voice thing I need Tony." Bucky sunk to his knees holding his forehead with his metal hand and holding a syringe with a little bit of green liquid in it and his other hand.
@lost-buck
Tony opened the door "Bucky!!! What's wrong?!" He immediately bent down to where Bucky was on his knees.
"He's fading Tony he's fading and my head hurts so bad... I can't lose him." There was clear fear and panic in his hazy eyes.
Bucky handed Tony the syringe the tip of the needle was bent a little.
"Nick told me to make my way back here. That you might be able to help. Or know someone I can't TONY!"
@stark-technology-inc
"I can help. Get in the med pod! Quick!" He helped Bucky to the med pod, and he began trying to reverse engineer the green liquid, trying to figure out how to fix it
"I'm sorry for screaming it's just that I'm so scared. I can hear his little cries for help." Bucky sits when they get there his hands trimmed even his metal finger nervously moved around
@stark-technology-inc
"It's ok." He kept working on the reverse engineering the green liquid.
"This has to be the super soldier poison you and Nick talked about..."
"It might be that or what they came up with to get rid of winter. I feel fine other than the headache I think the headache is because of winter fading." Bucky closes his eyes trying not to cry.
Part of him secretly wished it had been the poison. At least if Tony couldn't figure it out in time they could at least die together.
@stark-technology-inc
He nodded, and watched as the liquid changed color "Deep breath in" He had changed the needle and pushed it into Bucky's flesh wrist before injecting it
Bucky hissed slightly when he watches the needle go in.
"Mhmm, hate needles Tony even if this doesn't work. I want you to know that I am very grateful for your help." Bucky whispered softly.
@stark-technology-inc
"I'm grateful to be helping you." He whispered back
''I had a horrible thought just a little while ago. Part of me wished it was the poison. That way if this fails winter and I would die together." Bucky shook his head and looked away sadly he felt ashamed for some reason.
@stark-technology-inc
He looked worried, then sighed "Honestly, I couldn't blame you..."
"I guess I grew to love and understand him. In the beginning I hated my head not being quiet but, now the silence hurts Tony I can't hear him but I feel him." Bucky was worried for a moment he felt like winter was there.
"I hate to ask you this but, do you have a dog whistle?"
@stark-technology-inc
Tony got a dog whistle out and blew it
Bucky's head jerk back and his eyes to roll back in his head a little and when he looked at Tony his eyes smeed more blank then they usually did when winter takes over.
"New handler for soldat?" It's voice smeed scared
@stark-technology-inc
"No, no, Winter it's Tony"
"Tony?" Why does it sound familiar why does it feel the urge to protect him?
"Soldat, doesn't know you feel familiar or why the other voice calls me winter. But, soldat likes the name Winter you don't seem like hydra. You must want me for mission or for uh, pleasure favors."
@stark-technology-inc
"No, neither of those. I'm trying to help you" He said softly, trying to help him remember himself
Bucky nearly blocked out the pleasure favors he had done for food. But, now it came flooding back.
"Mhmm friend Tony friend. I'm not asset anymore I'm free?"
@stark-technology-inc
"You're free now. You're not an asset anymore"
Piccolo came into medbay mewling and rubbed against Bucky's legs.
"Kitten my baby my piccolo?" Winter tilted his head
@stark-technology-inc
"Yep, it's your Piccolo" He picked Piccolo up and put Piccolo in Winter's lap
Bucky wished he knew how winter was able to take over before so he could tell him how to. But, he softened when winter remembered piccolo.
"Kitten so tiny and cute Tony is cute too but, not tiny." Winter petted the kitten and he started to purr and curl up in his lap
@stark-technology-inc
Tony smiled a little "I'm cute?" He blushed, but smiled at Piccolo. He gently pet Piccolo as well
"Yes, very cute wait you fixed our arm."
@stark-technology-inc
"I did do that. It was busted up, so I fixed it"
"Starting to remember still kinda blurry it was that stuff wasn't it? Where's the scary pirate that was with us?"
@stark-technology-inc
"He's at his work right now. I can have him come here if you want"
"He, was with us on a walk when we got attacked and jabbed with needle. He told us to run here, get to safety everything grew fuzzy nearly went bye-bye."
@stark-technology-inc
Open rp!
(Set in present time, not 40s)
Steve stood in front of the wall admiring the framed drawing that was on it. He smiled. He did it, he won the art contest. It wasn’t an easy task. Not hard, skill wise, but a little tough emotionally speaking.
The subject had been to draw about memories. His were from before the war. Things weren’t easier, really, just simpler in a way. He chose to take on a collage of sorts. Him, his mom, him and Bucky, the neighborhood and the people around him, and all the things that set that world so apart from this one.
He sighed a bit as he felt his eyes water. What he would give to be able to go back…
Another shadow came to stand by his, and their voice broke through his thoughts.
"Your mind is back in a simpler time isn't it?" Bucky asked softly
@punk-from-brooklyn
He turns to him. “Hey, Buck. Yeah, I guess it is…”
"I've seen that look before hell I've had it before myself. You really are a talented artist."
@punk-from-brooklyn
“Thanks.” He smiles a little. “I wish we could go back to then…”
"There might be away but, I'd miss you."
@punk-from-brooklyn
He looks at him a little wide eyed. “Really?” He pauses, thinking for a moment. “I would go back to the moment I left, wouldn’t I? You would still be at war. Everything that happened would still have happened. I can’t leave you, or the other Bucky I’ve met. Not now…”
"I don't know if it would change anything or not. If you really want to try you can." Bucky gently put an arm around Steve's shoulders.
"I'd miss you but, I'd never forget you."
@punk-from-brooklyn
" Bucky kann die Kontrolle nicht übernehmen und ich habe Angst vor meiner Sirene." Winter paces shaking his head
( Bucky can't take control and I'm scared, my Siren.)
@lost-buck
Sienna walks in as she was waking up. "Winter....Он в конце концов проснётся..."
She walks over as she hugs him gently.
(He'll wake up eventually....)
Winter didn't remember much just he was out walking Bucky said it would calm him down. Then he was back home and wasn't sure how to speak English...
"Ich kann mich leider nicht erinnern. " Winter started to sniffle but, not yet crying hugging her tight
( I can't remember sorry.)
@ancient-siren
Sienna walks over as she gently cups his face. She eyes him over as she sniffles a bit "Esta Bien....it's okay..." She whispers out. They'll figure it out together- not like this hasn't happened before.
@lost-buck
"Bucky please be ok wake up if anything I should disappear not you..." Winter screamed inside his head
"Winter... It worked like Nick said I'm ok buddy but, where is he?" Bucky asked softly in his head
Winter jumps a little and kisses her nose
"Siren, ihm geht es gut. Bucky is ok but......"
@ancient-siren
Sienna blinks as she nods her head. "Hey we're okay...it'll be okay..." She stares at them as she was shaking. "What is happening...?"
"Not sure we're Nick is..." Winter whispered softly
@ancient-siren
Sienna whines as she looks back to him. She gently cups his face.
"Mhmm siren I'm scared I hear Bucky but, worried." Winter carefully kissed her cheek and snuggled into her
@ancient-siren
Sienna blushes as she nods her head. "Okay want me to try...? I can do something to hear you both..."
"Would like that it won't hurt you right?"
@ancient-siren
"It won't hurt me... I'll just be in your mind with you two..." She smiles softly as she pressed her forehead to his. "It's okay..."
"Hiya doll..." Bucky's voice was barely above a whisper inside his head
"Wait we can hear her in here too?" Winter was extremely confused
@ancient-siren
Sienna turns around as she stood in the mind space. "Hiya." Her eyes shimmer. "Um magic Wanda has taught me..." She explains a bit.
"Winter it is ok I promise. Doll, I almost lost him he faded away but, Nick was able to help us. The reason I didn't answer was, I was resting and I was scared." Bucky still was afraid winter might disappear
"I'm ok Bucky, I promise. I was afraid but, I'm ok I love Siren and Bucky too." Winter, stated softly with a smile.
@ancient-siren
It was running scared through the streets of New York. It's long black hair was matted and unkempt. A tight metal muzzle was on its face it was begging for the other entity the human one to take over but, Bucky couldn't brake through yet.
So Soldat was in control, the metal left arm was mangled and hanging uselessly at his side. It could feel metal debris poking into it's flesh hurting it really bad.
It made it's way into the tower gates. The human part told soldat about the avengers. About stories he heard and about Anthony Stark and Steve Rogers. Soldat could only recall a few missions he had to carry out.
But, this last bout of starvation, sleep deprivation, and straight out torture for just trying to eat what's the last straw he wanted out.
"SOLDAT WANT FOOD WANT HEL... NEED MUSCLE OFF HARD TO TALK AND BREATHE.... WANT MR ATHONY STARK CAPTAIN ROGERS TOO BUT FOOD." It's voice was loud but slightly slurred due to the muzzle.
A couple surveillance drones were flying around him and he thought it was trying to hurt him. So he smacked a couple of them with his knife.
Jarvis: Sir there's a wild man outside the gates he looks lost and terrified you can see his ribs.
( if you're ok with aus! 😁)
@lost-buck
Tony nodded "Let him in, Jarvis."
It jumped a little bit when the gates opened it walked up to the doors and they opened too.
It walked through the doors looking over its shoulder growling and gripping the knife.
God it hated the muzzle
"Mr Anthony Stark?!?" It looked all around the tower
@stark-technology-inc
He walked downstairs, his arms crossed
"Yeah it's me." He saw the muzzle, tilted his head, then took the muzzle off
You could count his ribs he was that skinny currently it flinched a little at the touch. He was expecting something bad to follow the touch.
"Soldat, scared don't like being called soldat. Hungry very hungry I'll be good asset." It gets down on his knees facing Tony with his right hand in the air he would raise his left one but it was busted.
It was showing obedience the knife was laying in front of him but he didn't make a move for it.
@stark-technology-inc
"Hey, it's ok" He winced as he saw his ribs, then checked his other arm "What do you want to be called? What do you want to eat?"
"The other in my head the human James Buchanan Barnes, calls me winter. I know I'm not human and should not want things. They busted my metal arm when I refused to do a mission couldn't kill kid." It stayed on its knees waiting for further instructions it wouldn't move unless it was told.
@stark-technology-inc
"You can move. Do you like the name Winter? Or do you want to be called something else?" He began walking to the kitchen
"Like name Winter wait winter can choose name? Have choice of food? Is this trick? Have winter been good enough for quality food like pedigree?" It gets up and follows Tony
@stark-technology-inc
"Winter it is. It's not a trick- wait what?! Pedigree?! I was gonna make you a steak!" He was confused by the request for pedigree, even a little worried
Bucky was too weak to take control yet or even really speak to winter. All he could do was watch, feel sorry for winter, and hope Tony would protect them.
"Stake? That's human food not met for assets. Bucky told winter stake was good. Was especially good medium rare with eggs with squishy yolk."
@stark-technology-inc
"Well here, it's meant for assets. Steve eats it" He nodded and began making the steak the 1920s way "So you get to try it"
"Mhmm, Steve? As in Captain Rogers he was good friends with James Buchanan Barnes."
@stark-technology-inc
" Bucky kann die Kontrolle nicht übernehmen und ich habe Angst vor meiner Sirene." Winter paces shaking his head
( Bucky can't take control and I'm scared, my Siren.)
@lost-buck
Sienna walks in as she was waking up. "Winter....Он в конце концов проснётся..."
She walks over as she hugs him gently.
(He'll wake up eventually....)
Winter didn't remember much just he was out walking Bucky said it would calm him down. Then he was back home and wasn't sure how to speak English...
"Ich kann mich leider nicht erinnern. " Winter started to sniffle but, not yet crying hugging her tight
( I can't remember sorry.)
@ancient-siren
Sienna walks over as she gently cups his face. She eyes him over as she sniffles a bit "Esta Bien....it's okay..." She whispers out. They'll figure it out together- not like this hasn't happened before.
@lost-buck
"Bucky please be ok wake up if anything I should disappear not you..." Winter screamed inside his head
"Winter... It worked like Nick said I'm ok buddy but, where is he?" Bucky asked softly in his head
Winter jumps a little and kisses her nose
"Siren, ihm geht es gut. Bucky is ok but......"
@ancient-siren
Sienna blinks as she nods her head. "Hey we're okay...it'll be okay..." She stares at them as she was shaking. "What is happening...?"
"Not sure we're Nick is..." Winter whispered softly
@ancient-siren
Sienna whines as she looks back to him. She gently cups his face.
"Mhmm siren I'm scared I hear Bucky but, worried." Winter carefully kissed her cheek and snuggled into her
@ancient-siren
Sienna blushes as she nods her head. "Okay want me to try...? I can do something to hear you both..."
"Would like that it won't hurt you right?"
@ancient-siren
"It won't hurt me... I'll just be in your mind with you two..." She smiles softly as she pressed her forehead to his. "It's okay..."
"Hiya doll..." Bucky's voice was barely above a whisper inside his head
"Wait we can hear her in here too?" Winter was extremely confused
@ancient-siren
It was running scared through the streets of New York. It's long black hair was matted and unkempt. A tight metal muzzle was on its face it was begging for the other entity the human one to take over but, Bucky couldn't brake through yet.
So Soldat was in control, the metal left arm was mangled and hanging uselessly at his side. It could feel metal debris poking into it's flesh hurting it really bad.
It made it's way into the tower gates. The human part told soldat about the avengers. About stories he heard and about Anthony Stark and Steve Rogers. Soldat could only recall a few missions he had to carry out.
But, this last bout of starvation, sleep deprivation, and straight out torture for just trying to eat what's the last straw he wanted out.
"SOLDAT WANT FOOD WANT HEL... NEED MUSCLE OFF HARD TO TALK AND BREATHE.... WANT MR ATHONY STARK CAPTAIN ROGERS TOO BUT FOOD." It's voice was loud but slightly slurred due to the muzzle.
A couple surveillance drones were flying around him and he thought it was trying to hurt him. So he smacked a couple of them with his knife.
Jarvis: Sir there's a wild man outside the gates he looks lost and terrified you can see his ribs.
( if you're ok with aus! 😁)
@lost-buck
Tony nodded "Let him in, Jarvis."
It jumped a little bit when the gates opened it walked up to the doors and they opened too.
It walked through the doors looking over its shoulder growling and gripping the knife.
God it hated the muzzle
"Mr Anthony Stark?!?" It looked all around the tower
@stark-technology-inc
He walked downstairs, his arms crossed
"Yeah it's me." He saw the muzzle, tilted his head, then took the muzzle off
You could count his ribs he was that skinny currently it flinched a little at the touch. He was expecting something bad to follow the touch.
"Soldat, scared don't like being called soldat. Hungry very hungry I'll be good asset." It gets down on his knees facing Tony with his right hand in the air he would raise his left one but it was busted.
It was showing obedience the knife was laying in front of him but he didn't make a move for it.
@stark-technology-inc
"Hey, it's ok" He winced as he saw his ribs, then checked his other arm "What do you want to be called? What do you want to eat?"
"The other in my head the human James Buchanan Barnes, calls me winter. I know I'm not human and should not want things. They busted my metal arm when I refused to do a mission couldn't kill kid." It stayed on its knees waiting for further instructions it wouldn't move unless it was told.
@stark-technology-inc
"You can move. Do you like the name Winter? Or do you want to be called something else?" He began walking to the kitchen
"Like name Winter wait winter can choose name? Have choice of food? Is this trick? Have winter been good enough for quality food like pedigree?" It gets up and follows Tony
@stark-technology-inc
"Winter it is. It's not a trick- wait what?! Pedigree?! I was gonna make you a steak!" He was confused by the request for pedigree, even a little worried
Bucky was too weak to take control yet or even really speak to winter. All he could do was watch, feel sorry for winter, and hope Tony would protect them.
"Stake? That's human food not met for assets. Bucky told winter stake was good. Was especially good medium rare with eggs with squishy yolk."
@stark-technology-inc
It was running scared through the streets of New York. It's long black hair was matted and unkempt. A tight metal muzzle was on its face it was begging for the other entity the human one to take over but, Bucky couldn't brake through yet.
So Soldat was in control, the metal left arm was mangled and hanging uselessly at his side. It could feel metal debris poking into it's flesh hurting it really bad.
It made it's way into the tower gates. The human part told soldat about the avengers. About stories he heard and about Anthony Stark and Steve Rogers. Soldat could only recall a few missions he had to carry out.
But, this last bout of starvation, sleep deprivation, and straight out torture for just trying to eat what's the last straw he wanted out.
"SOLDAT WANT FOOD WANT HEL... NEED MUSCLE OFF HARD TO TALK AND BREATHE.... WANT MR ATHONY STARK CAPTAIN ROGERS TOO BUT FOOD." It's voice was loud but slightly slurred due to the muzzle.
A couple surveillance drones were flying around him and he thought it was trying to hurt him. So he smacked a couple of them with his knife.
Jarvis: Sir there's a wild man outside the gates he looks lost and terrified you can see his ribs.
( if you're ok with aus! 😁)
@lost-buck
Tony nodded "Let him in, Jarvis."
It jumped a little bit when the gates opened it walked up to the doors and they opened too.
It walked through the doors looking over its shoulder growling and gripping the knife.
God it hated the muzzle
"Mr Anthony Stark?!?" It looked all around the tower
@stark-technology-inc
He walked downstairs, his arms crossed
"Yeah it's me." He saw the muzzle, tilted his head, then took the muzzle off
You could count his ribs he was that skinny currently it flinched a little at the touch. He was expecting something bad to follow the touch.
"Soldat, scared don't like being called soldat. Hungry very hungry I'll be good asset." It gets down on his knees facing Tony with his right hand in the air he would raise his left one but it was busted.
It was showing obedience the knife was laying in front of him but he didn't make a move for it.
@stark-technology-inc
"Hey, it's ok" He winced as he saw his ribs, then checked his other arm "What do you want to be called? What do you want to eat?"
"The other in my head the human James Buchanan Barnes, calls me winter. I know I'm not human and should not want things. They busted my metal arm when I refused to do a mission couldn't kill kid." It stayed on its knees waiting for further instructions it wouldn't move unless it was told.
@stark-technology-inc
"You can move. Do you like the name Winter? Or do you want to be called something else?" He began walking to the kitchen
"Like name Winter wait winter can choose name? Have choice of food? Is this trick? Have winter been good enough for quality food like pedigree?" It gets up and follows Tony
@stark-technology-inc
It was running scared through the streets of New York. It's long black hair was matted and unkempt. A tight metal muzzle was on its face it was begging for the other entity the human one to take over but, Bucky couldn't brake through yet.
So Soldat was in control, the metal left arm was mangled and hanging uselessly at his side. It could feel metal debris poking into it's flesh hurting it really bad.
It made it's way into the tower gates. The human part told soldat about the avengers. About stories he heard and about Anthony Stark and Steve Rogers. Soldat could only recall a few missions he had to carry out.
But, this last bout of starvation, sleep deprivation, and straight out torture for just trying to eat what's the last straw he wanted out.
"SOLDAT WANT FOOD WANT HEL... NEED MUSCLE OFF HARD TO TALK AND BREATHE.... WANT MR ATHONY STARK CAPTAIN ROGERS TOO BUT FOOD." It's voice was loud but slightly slurred due to the muzzle.
A couple surveillance drones were flying around him and he thought it was trying to hurt him. So he smacked a couple of them with his knife.
Jarvis: Sir there's a wild man outside the gates he looks lost and terrified you can see his ribs.
( if you're ok with aus! 😁)
@lost-buck
Tony nodded "Let him in, Jarvis."
It jumped a little bit when the gates opened it walked up to the doors and they opened too.
It walked through the doors looking over its shoulder growling and gripping the knife.
God it hated the muzzle
"Mr Anthony Stark?!?" It looked all around the tower
@stark-technology-inc
He walked downstairs, his arms crossed
"Yeah it's me." He saw the muzzle, tilted his head, then took the muzzle off
You could count his ribs he was that skinny currently it flinched a little at the touch. He was expecting something bad to follow the touch.
"Soldat, scared don't like being called soldat. Hungry very hungry I'll be good asset." It gets down on his knees facing Tony with his right hand in the air he would raise his left one but it was busted.
It was showing obedience the knife was laying in front of him but he didn't make a move for it.
@stark-technology-inc
"Hey, it's ok" He winced as he saw his ribs, then checked his other arm "What do you want to be called? What do you want to eat?"
"The other in my head the human James Buchanan Barnes, calls me winter. I know I'm not human and should not want things. They busted my metal arm when I refused to do a mission couldn't kill kid." It stayed on its knees waiting for further instructions it wouldn't move unless it was told.
@stark-technology-inc
It was running scared through the streets of New York. It's long black hair was matted and unkempt. A tight metal muzzle was on its face it was begging for the other entity the human one to take over but, Bucky couldn't brake through yet.
So Soldat was in control, the metal left arm was mangled and hanging uselessly at his side. It could feel metal debris poking into it's flesh hurting it really bad.
It made it's way into the tower gates. The human part told soldat about the avengers. About stories he heard and about Anthony Stark and Steve Rogers. Soldat could only recall a few missions he had to carry out.
But, this last bout of starvation, sleep deprivation, and straight out torture for just trying to eat what's the last straw he wanted out.
"SOLDAT WANT FOOD WANT HEL... NEED MUSCLE OFF HARD TO TALK AND BREATHE.... WANT MR ATHONY STARK CAPTAIN ROGERS TOO BUT FOOD." It's voice was loud but slightly slurred due to the muzzle.
A couple surveillance drones were flying around him and he thought it was trying to hurt him. So he smacked a couple of them with his knife.
Jarvis: Sir there's a wild man outside the gates he looks lost and terrified you can see his ribs.
( if you're ok with aus! 😁)
@lost-buck
Tony nodded "Let him in, Jarvis."
It jumped a little bit when the gates opened it walked up to the doors and they opened too.
It walked through the doors looking over its shoulder growling and gripping the knife.
God it hated the muzzle
"Mr Anthony Stark?!?" It looked all around the tower
@stark-technology-inc
He walked downstairs, his arms crossed
"Yeah it's me." He saw the muzzle, tilted his head, then took the muzzle off
You could count his ribs he was that skinny currently it flinched a little at the touch. He was expecting something bad to follow the touch.
"Soldat, scared don't like being called soldat. Hungry very hungry I'll be good asset." It gets down on his knees facing Tony with his right hand in the air he would raise his left one but it was busted.
It was showing obedience the knife was laying in front of him but he didn't make a move for it.
@stark-technology-inc
Open rp!
(Set in present time, not 40s)
Steve stood in front of the wall admiring the framed drawing that was on it. He smiled. He did it, he won the art contest. It wasn’t an easy task. Not hard, skill wise, but a little tough emotionally speaking.
The subject had been to draw about memories. His were from before the war. Things weren’t easier, really, just simpler in a way. He chose to take on a collage of sorts. Him, his mom, him and Bucky, the neighborhood and the people around him, and all the things that set that world so apart from this one.
He sighed a bit as he felt his eyes water. What he would give to be able to go back…
Another shadow came to stand by his, and their voice broke through his thoughts.
"Your mind is back in a simpler time isn't it?" Bucky asked softly
@punk-from-brooklyn
He turns to him. “Hey, Buck. Yeah, I guess it is…”
"I've seen that look before hell I've had it before myself. You really are a talented artist."
@punk-from-brooklyn
“Thanks.” He smiles a little. “I wish we could go back to then…”
"There might be away but, I'd miss you."
@punk-from-brooklyn
It was running scared through the streets of New York. It's long black hair was matted and unkempt. A tight metal muzzle was on its face it was begging for the other entity the human one to take over but, Bucky couldn't brake through yet.
So Soldat was in control, the metal left arm was mangled and hanging uselessly at his side. It could feel metal debris poking into it's flesh hurting it really bad.
It made it's way into the tower gates. The human part told soldat about the avengers. About stories he heard and about Anthony Stark and Steve Rogers. Soldat could only recall a few missions he had to carry out.
But, this last bout of starvation, sleep deprivation, and straight out torture for just trying to eat what's the last straw he wanted out.
"SOLDAT WANT FOOD WANT HEL... NEED MUSCLE OFF HARD TO TALK AND BREATHE.... WANT MR ATHONY STARK CAPTAIN ROGERS TOO BUT FOOD." It's voice was loud but slightly slurred due to the muzzle.
A couple surveillance drones were flying around him and he thought it was trying to hurt him. So he smacked a couple of them with his knife.
Jarvis: Sir there's a wild man outside the gates he looks lost and terrified you can see his ribs.
( if you're ok with aus! 😁)
@lost-buck
Tony nodded "Let him in, Jarvis."
It jumped a little bit when the gates opened it walked up to the doors and they opened too.
It walked through the doors looking over its shoulder growling and gripping the knife.
God it hated the muzzle
"Mr Anthony Stark?!?" It looked all around the tower
@stark-technology-inc
Open rp!
(Set in present time, not 40s)
Steve stood in front of the wall admiring the framed drawing that was on it. He smiled. He did it, he won the art contest. It wasn’t an easy task. Not hard, skill wise, but a little tough emotionally speaking.
The subject had been to draw about memories. His were from before the war. Things weren’t easier, really, just simpler in a way. He chose to take on a collage of sorts. Him, his mom, him and Bucky, the neighborhood and the people around him, and all the things that set that world so apart from this one.
He sighed a bit as he felt his eyes water. What he would give to be able to go back…
Another shadow came to stand by his, and their voice broke through his thoughts.
"Your mind is back in a simpler time isn't it?" Bucky asked softly
@punk-from-brooklyn
He turns to him. “Hey, Buck. Yeah, I guess it is…”
"I've seen that look before hell I've had it before myself. You really are a talented artist."
@punk-from-brooklyn
Open rp!
(Set in present time, not 40s)
Steve stood in front of the wall admiring the framed drawing that was on it. He smiled. He did it, he won the art contest. It wasn’t an easy task. Not hard, skill wise, but a little tough emotionally speaking.
The subject had been to draw about memories. His were from before the war. Things weren’t easier, really, just simpler in a way. He chose to take on a collage of sorts. Him, his mom, him and Bucky, the neighborhood and the people around him, and all the things that set that world so apart from this one.
He sighed a bit as he felt his eyes water. What he would give to be able to go back…
Another shadow came to stand by his, and their voice broke through his thoughts.
"Your mind is back in a simpler time isn't it?" Bucky asked softly
@punk-from-brooklyn