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@lsk2
Intro: ((he acts serious asf but mod is usually giggling behind him dw))
Hes a clone and lowkey dgaf🥀
This is oc friendly!!! Mod loves seeing all the cool ocs and stuff!!
His lore
Mood stuff
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That's it for now have a wonderful day))
I'm probably gonna be not very active or not active at all for a few days. This will also apply to all my side blogs:
Along with @rotten-rookie and @simon-jerrett
Love you all/p
I gotta recharge
"can mutuals dm" "can mutuals ask for your discord" girl, mutuals have an implied invitation to my wedding
Whats a blog you look up to?
definitely @lsk2 and @victor-gideon
(Sorry for the tags)
All of lsk2's posts have that specific vibe to them, the way he types is really cool and descriptive while not being too long:] the bitterness of Scott and his backstory too!!!
Victor Gideon is on POINT with being creepy and evil. He is actually the first blog i roleplayed with over on @gun-slinger-leon (the lobotomy roleplay) his writing style and the way he describes stuff is something I highly envy💔
What🥺 thank you so much bro
AU: Somebody paid millions to clone Leon and enhanced that clone with a virus, making one of the deadliest assassins around. Of course the clone is younger, stronger, and deadlier.
Me already writing something like this
Also lowk this reminds me a bit of @lsk2
..yeah this is pretty accurate. Minus the virus
Played project zomboid today.
I ended up laying low in the house I spawned in until the food ran out, then went on a supply run to the neighboring houses.
I got a can opener, plenty of medical supplies and other stuff.
But when I got back to the house, a zombie got in through the back door and got me right in the torso. A bite. I managed to sleep off most of my injuries except for the bite, wich unfortunately infected me with the virus.
I was planning on continuing to lay low and just make peace with my remaining time. Since the symptoms were starting to show up.
But no. 3 more zombies broke in, nearly killed me right there. But I managed to push them off and run out the back door. I had scratches all over me, and 4-5 bites. One even on my neck. I couldn't get to a safe area to patch myself up in time, and I bled out.
I survived 1 day and 10 hours.
Word of advice: don't use a crowbar as a weapon. Learn from my mistakes.
Bonus:
me playing project zomboid on the easiest possible settings
Tag your OCs as the four horsemen of anxiety!
@rotten-rookie forgot
@jerry-the-re-jenorator is screaming
Scott is yelling go away
And @noir-kennedy is trying
Ooc
I'm bored so I'm gonna apologize for a bunch of stuff
Sorry for short responses
Sorry for starting every reply with the name of my characters
Sorry for using grammar wrong/inconsistently
Sorry for spelling things wrong
Sorry for taking so long
Sorry for roleplaying inconsistently
Sorry for ignoring some asks
Sorry for focusing on one blog at a time
And sorry for saying sorry
You dont have to apologize for anything:( Your doing awesome bro
this is meant to be fun and not feel like a school test you have to pass. okay? It's just for funsies. Theres no need to apologize! We love you
"Scotty... You home?"
Chloe knocked on his door.
"I've come to say hi!"
- @terato-canis
After a few seconds, the door opened. It wasn't Scott. It looked like another leon, but he was completely monochrome.
(Its @noir-kennedy)
He looked down at chloe, a shocked yet careful look on his face.
Oh. You must be.. chloe, right? Scott isn't home right now.. I'm actually looking for him. Have you seen him?
Scott woke up tied to a metal folding chair with thick ropes around his torso, his hair a mess, and the taste of blood in his mouth. He was in a dark concrete room, with no windows. The only exit was a metal door.
"Ahh.. you're awake."
Saddler spoke from behind him.
..fuck...
He lifted his head, wincing at how sore and stiff his entire body was. It was also a bit hard to breathe with the ropes wrapped around his torso, and every breath in had a slight wheeze to it.
...where am i?
He seemed a bit more aware this time.
"You don't need to worry about any of that right now, Scott."
he stepped around to face Scott, he still had his robe on, and that weird plagas staff.
"I just wanted to have a little.. chat.
Who are you, really?"
He was tired of people asking him that. And he was tired of questioning it himself.
..I'm scott. And I'll probably be dead soon.. why do you care?
He jerked slightly, trying to test how strong the ropes were. He only made himself even more sore.
"You think so little of me. Scott isn't your real name, no."
He stared at Scott for a few seconds, his eyes cloudy and red like all the other cultists.
"You know, your story has peaked my interest, 72."
He spat blood at Saddler feet.
..that's not my fucking name. It was just placeholder. How would you even know about that?
He coughed.
"I know quite a lot about you, 72. I have eyes everywhere."
Saddler backhanded Scott across the face, the sharp slap making the room go quiet for a moment. Scott's face stung, Saddlar's sharp nails leaving shallow cuts.
"You. Are an inferior lookalike."
he let out a pained noise at the slap. It hurt. More than he thought it should.
Tears welled in his eyes as the insult sunk in. God damn it why was he crying? He blinked away the tears and avoided looking Saddler in the eye. He was tired. Everything hurt.
He couldn't even form a cunning response, he just looked down.
...
Saddler started walking around Scott, his footsteps slow and controlled.
"Here how this is going to go. I ask you a question, and you answer it. Understand?"
He spoke in a condescending tone, looking down at Scott
...and if I don't?
His voice wavered slightly despite his best efforts.
How could he get out of here? Where even was he? Did he have anything on him that could cut the ropes? Think damn it!
He couldn't form a proper plan. Everything he thought of went nowhere, his thoughts felt like sand slipping through his fingers.
Saddler paused, pulling out a taser from his robe and turning it on. Loud sparks erupted from it, causing Scott to jump. Saddler turned the taser off just as suddenly, continuing to walk slow circles around Scott
"When were you created?"
He heartrate skyrocketed. Where the fuck did he get a taser!?!? He felt his skin crawl.
1999.
He blurted out.
Theres no fucking way he's risking getting electrocuted.
"And who created you?"
A- a- lab. A smaller company or something working under the connections.
Think think think think!
The whole project was was run by dr. Kira. I never knew their last name.
"Hm. And this?"
He walked up behind Scott, pulling down his shirt to reveal a symbol on his back at the top of his spine, his nails scrapping against Scott's skin.
Scott jerked as soon as he realized what Saddler was referring to.
Dont touch that!
He barked.
Despite his anger, goosebumps appeared all over him.
What the hell do you even want!?
Beloved Whump Prompt #86
"We only need one. Get rid of the other."
Hello bucky from the mcu
....you've gotta be fucking kidding me.
Gun anon brought you a gun again but this time I spent months carefully crafting it so I'll go into detail
The model is based off the MP-412 REX however I modified the barrel to be larger to compensate for the fact it now fires 12.7x99 amax ammunition
I also used a reinforced spring attached to the hammer for some more powerful shots with higher fire rate
Also used wood for the handle and I took the liberty of inscribing "Scott" in the wood
I also got a few extra cylinders that can be switched out to fire different ammunition types but I wouldn't reccomend
Have fun
🔫
...holy shit. This is- this is the coolest gun I've never seen in my life! And you made the handle wood and inscribed my name on it??? Thank you!! I dont think I'll ever be able to thank you enough!
since its pride month I'm deciding to announce all my characters queerness. Cuz I feel like it
(It wont be all my characters, just the ones I care about most)
@jerry-the-re-jenorator : pansexual. @julia-the-iron-maiden is also pansexual
Scott : bisexual (he'll never admit it again)
@noir-kennedy: aroace:3
@simon-jerrett I honestly have no idea. I'm not the one who made him and I dont change him in any way when I rp him. My best guess is that hes bi romantic and asexual
Hello Scott :3
I have obtained some delicious snacks for you, wanna know what kind?
Hey. You got snacks? Sure
Scott woke up tied to a metal folding chair with thick ropes around his torso, his hair a mess, and the taste of blood in his mouth. He was in a dark concrete room, with no windows. The only exit was a metal door.
"Ahh.. you're awake."
Saddler spoke from behind him.
..fuck...
He lifted his head, wincing at how sore and stiff his entire body was. It was also a bit hard to breathe with the ropes wrapped around his torso, and every breath in had a slight wheeze to it.
...where am i?
He seemed a bit more aware this time.
"You don't need to worry about any of that right now, Scott."
he stepped around to face Scott, he still had his robe on, and that weird plagas staff.
"I just wanted to have a little.. chat.
Who are you, really?"
He was tired of people asking him that. And he was tired of questioning it himself.
..I'm scott. And I'll probably be dead soon.. why do you care?
He jerked slightly, trying to test how strong the ropes were. He only made himself even more sore.
"You think so little of me. Scott isn't your real name, no."
He stared at Scott for a few seconds, his eyes cloudy and red like all the other cultists.
"You know, your story has peaked my interest, 72."
He spat blood at Saddler feet.
..that's not my fucking name. It was just placeholder. How would you even know about that?
He coughed.
"I know quite a lot about you, 72. I have eyes everywhere."
Saddler backhanded Scott across the face, the sharp slap making the room go quiet for a moment. Scott's face stung, Saddlar's sharp nails leaving shallow cuts.
"You. Are an inferior lookalike."
he let out a pained noise at the slap. It hurt. More than he thought it should.
Tears welled in his eyes as the insult sunk in. God damn it why was he crying? He blinked away the tears and avoided looking Saddler in the eye. He was tired. Everything hurt.
He couldn't even form a cunning response, he just looked down.
...
Saddler started walking around Scott, his footsteps slow and controlled.
"Here how this is going to go. I ask you a question, and you answer it. Understand?"
He spoke in a condescending tone, looking down at Scott
...and if I don't?
His voice wavered slightly despite his best efforts.
How could he get out of here? Where even was he? Did he have anything on him that could cut the ropes? Think damn it!
He couldn't form a proper plan. Everything he thought of went nowhere, his thoughts felt like sand slipping through his fingers.
Saddler paused, pulling out a taser from his robe and turning it on. Loud sparks erupted from it, causing Scott to jump. Saddler turned the taser off just as suddenly, continuing to walk slow circles around Scott
"When were you created?"
He heartrate skyrocketed. Where the fuck did he get a taser!?!? He felt his skin crawl.
1999.
He blurted out.
Theres no fucking way he's risking getting electrocuted.
"And who created you?"
A- a- lab. A smaller company or something working under the connections.
Think think think think!
The whole project was was run by dr. Kira. I never knew their last name.
