I Am No Professional

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[we-are-so-fucked-jason]

Me: I fucking love Vaas he’s the best character ever fuck me up pls no one will ever compare I never want him to die 

Jason: *kills Vaas halfway through the game* 

 Me:

[rp-memes-atyourservice]

Send one of the following for your muse to...

❤  - kiss my muse on the (specify area)

✂ - backhand my muse across the face

✉ - confess a secret to my muse (specify secret!)

Δ  - point a weapon at my muse

☮ - interact with my muse’s pet

♔ - tell my muse to (sit/kneel/lie down/etc)

★ - praise my muse for a recent accomplishment or action

☀ - ask my muse to stay the night

☂ - pull my muse indoors, out of the rain/snow/storm

Add ‘reverse’ for my muse to do it to yours instead!

[oopsiewoopsie123]

Reblog if you’re alright with creating new verses or AU’s to interact with other RPer’s!

While your muses might not be from the same universe or be able to interact easily, things can always be worked out if the muns collaborate and talk with each other!

[rp-memes-cafe]

✩ Interview with a Mun ✩

➊ How many ships do you have on this blog?

➋ Have you ever roleplayed with someone that just left an unforgettable impression on you?

➌ Which of your ships on this blog is the fluffiest?

➍ Would you say you’re a decent roleplayer or do you have any self doubts?

➎ Have you made lots of friends on this blog?

➏ What’s the one thing you especially love about roleplaying your muse?

➐ Are there any people you’ve been to afraid of approaching?

➑ Give us a rough estimate: How much time have you spent on your graphics? (icons, theme, banners, promos, etc)

➒ Got any memorable threads on here? Care to mention a few?

➓ What were some of the most frustrating moments you had with your muse’s interaction with another muse?

❂ Wild card! (Ask a question of your own!)

[rp-memes-atyourservice]

Send my muse an anonymous nightmare.

It could be about your muse, or someone else’s, or about a past trauma my muse has experienced. Send more than one ask if need be for length!

[sinnnieren]

Please reblog this if it is okay to send you memes a few hours after you reblogged them. So timezones/work do not lock out some people of meme fun

[xonceuponafuckx]

Hours…? I’m fine with memes MONTHS later.

[cameron-allen]

same, lol

[cauchemararaignee]

She raised an eyebrow. “Both. It makes it so both of our job requirements are met. We shoot the target.” Her voice was soft, yet firm. “I did say, We, non?”

[nathans-place]

Nick nods as he grips his gun tighter “I’ll fire on your mark,” he whispers softly. He was afraid if he spoke any louder he might somehow tip their target off.

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

Hitman

@captainmorganne

Jack groaned softly as he hit the floor of the abandoned warehouse, an arm weakly moving to pull out the tranquilizer dart embedded in his back. Him and the assassin had been at it for a long while, and it surprised Jack that it ended this way. His eyes eventually slid shut behind his mask as he heard footsteps approach.

[nathans-place]

Nick wouldn’t admit that it took him longer than he would’ve liked to take down the man. He thought he was well hidden and couldn’t be seen but it had taken a missed shot to bring Jack’s attention to him. Oh well. He won in the end. He approaches the man and gives him a gentle nudge with his foot to ensure he was out before he drops his bag and gets to work on tying up his wrists and ankles. He only had a small window of time to do this. He had to be fast.

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

Jack groaned weakly in his sleeping state, reacting a bit to the movements of his hands and feet. It seemed he’d be conscious in an hour or so at the most. His mask was a but chipped in some places, allowing the other to see in.

[nathans-place]

Once satisifed with his handy work of tying the elder up he pauses as he catches sight of the mask. He wondered why he even had it. He slowly squats down and reaches a hesitant hand out to carefully try and remove it.

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

A small latched clicked as the other ran a finger over it, and once pressed, it allowed for the face plate to be removed and reveal Jack’s face to the other.

His silver hair seemed to be brushed back a bit, whereas his cheeks were grazed with stubble. A large scar ran across the man’s face, and his eyes were slightly open, revealing his blue eyes to Nick.

[nathans-place]

The Aussie looks over the mans face slowly, setting the mask aside. He’s more interested in studying the others face, his eyes linger on the scare and before he can stop himself he speaks “…. what happened?” He asks.

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

The voice of a man speaking resonated in Jack’s mind, causing him to grumble faintly and shift a bit in his restraints, which let sunlight shine on his face. Many smaller scars could be see on the soldiers face, a result of past battles.

[nathans-place]

Nick decides to maybe give the other more time to come too before he starts hammering him with questions. He slowly stands and pulls a phone out of his pocket, slowly stepping away to call his Boss. He’s silent for a few seconds before he begins to speak, explaining the situation and after being instructed to wait on another call he hangs up and shifts back over to Jack “… Hey. Morrison. Wake up.”

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

Jack grumbled as he finally woke up, blinking his eyes a bit and looking around before he realized the situation he was in. He struggled against the ropes binding him before he also noticed his mask was missing. “What the hell?!” He yelled, flaming eyes staring directly at Nick.

[nathans-place]

“You keep struggling you’re gonna give yourself rope burn mate. Won’t be fun,” the Aussie clicks his tongue, arms crossing over his chest as he watches the man struggle “Just calm down now. I ain’t gonna hurt ya. As long as your guys cooperate this’ll all be over soon. Okay?”

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

Hitman

@captainmorganne

Jack groaned softly as he hit the floor of the abandoned warehouse, an arm weakly moving to pull out the tranquilizer dart embedded in his back. Him and the assassin had been at it for a long while, and it surprised Jack that it ended this way. His eyes eventually slid shut behind his mask as he heard footsteps approach.

[nathans-place]

Nick wouldn’t admit that it took him longer than he would’ve liked to take down the man. He thought he was well hidden and couldn’t be seen but it had taken a missed shot to bring Jack’s attention to him. Oh well. He won in the end. He approaches the man and gives him a gentle nudge with his foot to ensure he was out before he drops his bag and gets to work on tying up his wrists and ankles. He only had a small window of time to do this. He had to be fast.

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

Jack groaned weakly in his sleeping state, reacting a bit to the movements of his hands and feet. It seemed he’d be conscious in an hour or so at the most. His mask was a but chipped in some places, allowing the other to see in.

[nathans-place]

Once satisifed with his handy work of tying the elder up he pauses as he catches sight of the mask. He wondered why he even had it. He slowly squats down and reaches a hesitant hand out to carefully try and remove it.

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

A small latched clicked as the other ran a finger over it, and once pressed, it allowed for the face plate to be removed and reveal Jack’s face to the other.

His silver hair seemed to be brushed back a bit, whereas his cheeks were grazed with stubble. A large scar ran across the man’s face, and his eyes were slightly open, revealing his blue eyes to Nick.

[nathans-place]

The Aussie looks over the mans face slowly, setting the mask aside. He’s more interested in studying the others face, his eyes linger on the scare and before he can stop himself he speaks “…. what happened?” He asks.

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

The voice of a man speaking resonated in Jack’s mind, causing him to grumble faintly and shift a bit in his restraints, which let sunlight shine on his face. Many smaller scars could be see on the soldiers face, a result of past battles.

[nathans-place]

Nick decides to maybe give the other more time to come too before he starts hammering him with questions. He slowly stands and pulls a phone out of his pocket, slowly stepping away to call his Boss. He’s silent for a few seconds before he begins to speak, explaining the situation and after being instructed to wait on another call he hangs up and shifts back over to Jack “... Hey. Morrison. Wake up.”

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

Hitman

@captainmorganne

Jack groaned softly as he hit the floor of the abandoned warehouse, an arm weakly moving to pull out the tranquilizer dart embedded in his back. Him and the assassin had been at it for a long while, and it surprised Jack that it ended this way. His eyes eventually slid shut behind his mask as he heard footsteps approach.

[nathans-place]

Nick wouldn’t admit that it took him longer than he would’ve liked to take down the man. He thought he was well hidden and couldn’t be seen but it had taken a missed shot to bring Jack’s attention to him. Oh well. He won in the end. He approaches the man and gives him a gentle nudge with his foot to ensure he was out before he drops his bag and gets to work on tying up his wrists and ankles. He only had a small window of time to do this. He had to be fast.

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

Jack groaned weakly in his sleeping state, reacting a bit to the movements of his hands and feet. It seemed he’d be conscious in an hour or so at the most. His mask was a but chipped in some places, allowing the other to see in.

[nathans-place]

Once satisifed with his handy work of tying the elder up he pauses as he catches sight of the mask. He wondered why he even had it. He slowly squats down and reaches a hesitant hand out to carefully try and remove it.

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

A small latched clicked as the other ran a finger over it, and once pressed, it allowed for the face plate to be removed and reveal Jack’s face to the other.

His silver hair seemed to be brushed back a bit, whereas his cheeks were grazed with stubble. A large scar ran across the man’s face, and his eyes were slightly open, revealing his blue eyes to Nick.

[nathans-place]

The Aussie looks over the mans face slowly, setting the mask aside. He’s more interested in studying the others face, his eyes linger on the scare and before he can stop himself he speaks “.... what happened?” He asks.

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

Hitman

@captainmorganne

Jack groaned softly as he hit the floor of the abandoned warehouse, an arm weakly moving to pull out the tranquilizer dart embedded in his back. Him and the assassin had been at it for a long while, and it surprised Jack that it ended this way. His eyes eventually slid shut behind his mask as he heard footsteps approach.

[nathans-place]

Nick wouldn’t admit that it took him longer than he would’ve liked to take down the man. He thought he was well hidden and couldn’t be seen but it had taken a missed shot to bring Jack’s attention to him. Oh well. He won in the end. He approaches the man and gives him a gentle nudge with his foot to ensure he was out before he drops his bag and gets to work on tying up his wrists and ankles. He only had a small window of time to do this. He had to be fast.

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

Jack groaned weakly in his sleeping state, reacting a bit to the movements of his hands and feet. It seemed he’d be conscious in an hour or so at the most. His mask was a but chipped in some places, allowing the other to see in.

[nathans-place]

Once satisifed with his handy work of tying the elder up he pauses as he catches sight of the mask. He wondered why he even had it. He slowly squats down and reaches a hesitant hand out to carefully try and remove it.

[the-golden-days-long-gone]

Hitman

@captainmorganne

Jack groaned softly as he hit the floor of the abandoned warehouse, an arm weakly moving to pull out the tranquilizer dart embedded in his back. Him and the assassin had been at it for a long while, and it surprised Jack that it ended this way. His eyes eventually slid shut behind his mask as he heard footsteps approach.

[nathans-place]

Nick wouldn’t admit that it took him longer than he would’ve liked to take down the man. He thought he was well hidden and couldn’t be seen but it had taken a missed shot to bring Jack’s attention to him. Oh well. He won in the end. He approaches the man and gives him a gentle nudge with his foot to ensure he was out before he drops his bag and gets to work on tying up his wrists and ankles. He only had a small window of time to do this. He had to be fast.

[cauchemararaignee]

She aimed her rifle at the target once more. “He is the head of a company.” She whispered. She could see their target heading towards the widow. “When he gets to the window. We take the shot. Got it?”

[nathans-place]

“... W-Wait. Are you taking the shot or am I?” He asks softly, peering through his own scope as he watches the window closely. He didn’t care who took it he just wanted this over.

[lazy-antichrist]

So this here is just a grumpy little demon oc I made, so if you’re interested in interacting with him please feel free to come on in.

[voidbat]

body: you are dying of The Heat

me: [removes blanket]

body: never have you been So Frozen

[ladyjolder]

me: [sticks one leg out]

body: perfect

[bongboops]

Demon to my now exposed leg:

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uwahh…!!! *magical girl transformation but instead i turn into a dead body*

[jasper-rolls]

this is the anime version of this dril tweet

[nathans-place]

Rifles and Wrenches moved

https://rifles-and-wrenches.tumblr.com/

[nathans-place]

Captainmorganne is my personal blog now.