I was made bionic.

"He reveals deep and secret things; He knows what is in the darkness." Olivia Macer. Prototype bionic human.

[madebionic]

(Jake) “Least I’ve got personality.”

Liv snorted,  truly amused, and nodded her head. “In spades, Jake. You have got personality in spades,” she agreed as a smile spread across her face.

[forgiveyesterday]

Fight Club [Liv, James]

[madebionic]

theoverridden

The reveal was surprising to say the least, definitely didn’t look the type that frequented fighting rings. James noticed the holotags, and his interest was piqued, but he kept the observation o himself for now.

“Haven’t decided yet,” he admitted, letting out a short laugh, shaking his head. “Not sure I want to take on the reigning champion.”

The corners of Liv’s mouth twitched upward slightly before she gently shook her head. “I would advise against it. I’ve been told it’s got to be a really bad way to go,” she replied calmly. Sitting there now, she showed not so much as a trace of the aggression she had demonstrated in the cage earlier that evening. Now she was calm and relaxed, even in this den of murderers and thieves, slowly taking in and observing her surroundings.

She wrapped her fingers around the neck of a beer bottle, bracing her thumb and forefinger against the cap, and simply pushed it off. She raised it to her lips and took a swig before letting it rest against her thigh with a dull clink. “I’m Liv, by the way,” she said, and despite being well within reach of him she made no move to extend her hand to offer it up for a handshake.

[forgiveyesterday]

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice you watching me?”

[Prompt]

“In my defense, I wasn’t being as subtle as I should have been,” he replied evenly, bringing his drink to his lips. “And its a combat zone… so watching is kind of part of the sport.”

[madebionic]

Liv snorted and sat down in the ratty old recliner opposite him.”Fair enough,” she replied and pulled the mask off her head, revealing a face that didn’t look nearly as raider’y as the rest of her. Even in the dim light surrounding their secluded table she looked mostly clean, despite the massacre that had taken place in the ring.

“So, what brings you here?” She asked and inclined her head slightly. “Just here to watch, or are you looking to fight?” It was an old habit she had never been able to shake that caused her to play with the beat up holotags around her neck, gloved fingertip running along the familiar indentations.

[madebionic]

“Weapons or no weapons?”

Liv rolled her shoulders and braced the butt of her rifle against the crook of her upper arm, holding the barrel into the air. While slotting a new magazine into its place with a sound click, which should let Jimmy know where she stood on the matter.

A sideways glance confirmed her answer.

[stuffofoddities]

Mortal Kombat 11 Banter Meme - Kano

Feel free to change or edit the sentences to fit your needs. 

“Sorry, mate, I don’t grovel.”

“Guessin’ you’re about to tell me.”

“You gonna yabber, or we gonna deal?”

“Talking out of your clacker, love.”

“Still mad as a cut snake.”

“But look how it brought us together.”

“How long have you been practicin’ that one?”

“Weapons or no weapons?”

“Weapons it is.”

“Guilty as charged.”

“Anything particular? I’ve lost track.”

“Aw, let’s make nice, sweetie.”

“Your mum’s gonna shed a few tears.”

“When she gets your head in a box, she will.”

“Who needs trust when you’ve got leverage?”

“Now that’s a bonzer attitude.”

“Now why’d you knock back my offer?”

“We just haven’t found the right price.”

“I ain’t so easy to snuff out.”

“And you’re still here? Ballsy.”

“Couldn’t pay me to stay away, love.”

“Oy! Don’t go crook on me!”

“Find your own sheep to shear.”

“I don’t split nothing with nobody.”

“Killing you will be a piece of piss.”

“Would you settle for me sausage?”

“It’s gotten mucked up, see, and expensive.”

“Now your blood’s worth bottling.”

“It’s a compliment down under, love.”

“Yeah, but your tastes are a bit iffy, love.”

“Was a pretty ballsy move, eh?”

“I do a job right, or not at all.”

“So we’re in bizzo, eh?”

“We’ll get along just fine.”

“There is a discount for mates.”

“That’s gonna cost you a bundle.”

“Git scars where you stabbed me.”

“I still owe you for the first batch.”

“I’d apologize, but why insult you?”

“It’s just the way God made me.”

“C’mon, it was business, not personal.”

“Well… yeah.”

“Hey, don’t blame me you got suckered.”

“What? Who’ve you been gossiping with?”

“I’m owed for services rendered.”

“Don’t double-cross a double-crosser.”

“I could use some extra hands.”

“Wasting your time with that sheep-shagger.”

“What kind of mug do you take me for?”

“You mucked up my business, mate.”

“We had a deal.”

“Nobody welches on [name].”

“Occupational hazard, [name].”

“Eh, it’s all so much yabber.”

“You knew this was coming.”

“Got something to say, [name]?”

“My aren’t you the full quid.”

“A job’s a job, girlie.”

“Got something to trade?”

“I’ll take those off your hands.”

“Always a knocker, aren’t you?”

“Hired? I’m doing this one for fun!”

“Don’t you just look peachy.”

“I could eat a peach for hours.”

“Gotta go where business takes me, love.”

“My loyalty’s always for sale.”

“Well, we ain’t here to fuck spiders.”

“All this chasing’s got me knackered.”

“Can’t. I’m like a dog with a bone.”

“You’re in over your head, [name].”

“Good luck with that, ya drongo.”

“Taking my cut out of your hide.”

“This time I’ll make sure you’re dead.”

“Just need a knife to gut ya.”

“If it’s tail ya want, I can get that.”

“A scruple? Note the date and time.”

“Just going where the fans are.”

“Wanna lick the blood off the floor?”

“Crookest excuse I ever heard.”

“Trying to move up from the kid’s table?”

“Back off, you ungrateful yobbo.”

“Bloke’s gotta mark his territory.”

“What a waste.”

“You sheilas take forever getting ready.”

“I haven’t killed anything all day.”

“There’s no money in surrender.”

“Loyalty’s for mugs.”

“What a bunch of dills.”

“I’m just a bloke with appetites.”

“It ain’t worth nothing anyway.”

“Bugger off, mate.”

“Gotta be something you need.”

“Now why is it we ain’t mates, [name]?”

“Reckoned you’d have visited me sooner.”

“Then I’m not trying hard enough, am I?”

“That’s a feature, not a bug.”

“So much for being mates.”

“Oh! That’s right - me!”

[stuffofoddities]

Mortal Kombat 11 Banter Meme - Kabal

Feel free to change or edit the sentences to fit your needs.

“That’s just hurtful, [name].”

“Out with the old, in with the new.”

“You’re worth more dead than alive.”

“Keep joking, it’ll numb the pain.”

“It’s business, not personal.”

“Gonna be that cocky,  gotta back it up.”

“That’s the spirit.”

“You’re all about to share a grave.”

“Gonna kill you for free, [name].”

“What can I say? I’m charitable.”

“Killing you will make sure of that.”

“He’s got no reason to lie.”

“You got a nose like a bloodhound.”

“I always study my targets.”

“Should I be impressed?”

“You army grunts are slow.”

“Gotta catch me first.”

“Give the hard ass thing a rest.”

“What did I just say?”

“You say that like it’s bad.”

“Melodramatic much, [name]?”

“It was [name], not me, that double-crossed him.”

“I only care about the here and now.”

“Am I under arrest?”

“Your [relation] know you’re fighting me?”

“He will when he gets the body bag.”

“Momma always said life’s like an armed robbery.”

“Never know who you’re gonna kill.”

“Finally, someone with reflexes.”

“Morals don’t win fights.”

“What can I say? I’m eclectic.”

“Keep the money coming, we’re good.”

“At least try the free sample.”

“All you’ve got is brute force?”

“You still won’t be fast enough.”

“Can’t say that’s a bad call.”

“Sure seems personal.”

“Why so grim, [name]?”

“You’ll be dead before you draw.”

“I”m as fast as greased lightning.”

“Figure I’d use words you understand.”

“That’s actually impressive.”

“Quit your whining already.”

“Should’ve just double-tapped you.”

“Fuck that.”

“Doesn’t mean they’re any good.”

“You’ll be dead in a split second.”

“Got a better suggestion, [name]?”

“Gonna put you down for good.”

“Poetic, but bullshit.”

“Hasn’t caught up with me yet.”

“I gotta say, you’re freaky.”

“Not afraid, just weirded out.”

“You’re gonna burn fast and die hard.”

“Too bad. I’m not looking for family.”

“That, plus [item], and you’re screwed.”

“A mistake you’re gonna pay for.”

“I’m about one thing: what’s best for me.”

“I’d never forget a fight.”

“I’m here to collect.”

“I only know how to go forward.”

“Whatever, I’ll run faster.”

“We should do business.”

“You’d be surprised, Princess.”

“Maybe not [name], but you can trust me.”

“Ah, I can’t. You got me.”

“Ruffians? Way to class up this fight.”

“Find, kill. You get the idea.”

“As long as it isn’t personal.”

“Honor doesn’t pay the bills.”

“Hear you grew up poor, too.”

“Take it somewhere else.”

“For the right price, anything’s possible.”

“Least I’ve got personality.”

“Should I bother to offer our services?”

“I’m nobody’s victim, freak.”

“We call it protection money.”

“Live a little, [name].”

[peanutchuu]

send a ♡ and a number for your muse to:

1. offer a wholehearted hug

2. caress my muse’s hair

3. take my muse’s hands to stop them from leaving

4. pull my muse into a hug and caress their back gently

5. place a hand on my muse’s shoulder

6. kiss my muse’s tears away

7. kiss my muse’s forehead

8. cup my muse’s cheeks in order to make them look up

9. lean their forehead against my muse’s

send a ♤ and a number for your muse to:

1. reject a hug my muse had offered

2. pull my muse’s hair

3. slap my muse’s hand away

4. push my muse violently enough away to make them stumble and fall

5. grab my muse’s throat

6. mock my muse about their tears

7. punch/slap my muse in the face

8. forcefully grab my muse’s chin to make them look up

9. turn away from my muse

[madebionic]

“Not a word of this to anyone. Got it?”

Liv tried her best to hide the growing smirk, and in response to Dell’s question she simply raised a hand, made a zip-lock motion with her hand and tossed away the ‘key’.

[madebionic]

an updated and far more accurate representation of Liv’s prosthetics and scars.

[madebionic]

“We can talk about this. Just put the gun down.”

The fact that he hadn’t pulled his own gun, or any other weapon for that matter, was far more disarming than anything he could have said. The gun remained aimed at him for a moment longer before she decocked it and slid it into its holster.

“Fine. Talk.”

[madebionic]

“Oh, hey. You’re up. Yeah, I wasn’t sure if you wanted to sleep in or not, so…”

“Morning,” she greeted in response, but didn’t share her opinions on whether she had wanted to sleep in or get up early.

Her hair was a mess, dried blood and dirt forming lumps, and she stifled a yawn behind her hand. “What are you cooking? It smells good,” she asked as she stepped out of the makeshift bedroom she had claimed for herself the night before. “Do you know if there’s any running water here? I could kill for a shower right about now.”

[madebionic]

“This is gonna sound crazy, but… technically… you should be dead.”

“Technically, I should be a lot of things, and among them dead at least ten times over,” she agreed, unzipping her jacket before she took it off and draped it over a chair so that Dell could get a closer look at her prosthetics. “Can you fix them or not?” She asked, hoping the question would put his mind back on track.

[madebionic]

"We can talk about this. Just put the gun down.”

“You first, cowboy,” Liv retorted, but made no move to lower the gun she had aimed at Novak’s face.

[madebionic]

“Alright, c’mon. You’re just messin' with me, right?”

“Does it look like I’m messing with you?” Liv asked, her expression that of carefully manufactured neutrality, and she managed to maintain it for a good few seconds too. Just when she was certain she had almost convinced Holly, her expression shifted and there was a slight twitch of amusement to be seen around her mouth and eyes.

[madebionic]

“Look, I was bringing you this back.”

“You-..” Liv cut herself off and gently took the shirt from him. It had even been cleaned she noted, which was a nice gesture. If she was being honest with herself, she’d completely forgotten about the shirt after dropping Boyd off with the nearest doctor. “You didn’t have to do that, I’m just glad you pulled through. Thank you, though.”

[madebionic]

“Where are my clothes?”

“Where you left them,” Liv retorted and pointed a gloved finger in the direction of a bundle of clothes. “Now cover the fuck up. Nobody wants to see... that.”

[madebionic]

“Whiskey. My head is killing me. Do you have any whiskey?”

“You don’t need whiskey. You need water and electrolytes. Get yourself a glass of water, and bread with mashed tarberries.”