exo stranger

[ independent exo stranger ]

[notforgedofthelight]

Either or, tbh

Trix: i am old

Trix: as rocks

VALKYRJA. [nova.]: old as dicks

[fangmich]

Destiny - Intro

[whereisxur]

[jadeitor-art]

One month before the dark king arrives, the dark one arrived with the king of weapons. - Saint-14

[radiant-destiny]

[cultfawn]

Plain The Witching Hour Tunic Tanks - SOVRIN

[deleting-checktoppost-deactivat]

crimsonkappa

[crimsonkappa-deactivated2018030]

I AM SCREAMING 

[hassunemiku-deactivated20200624]

No Chill.

[radiant-destiny]

[wrexticles-deactivated20151029]

[letsgetonwithit]

destiny + the reef

[vaniccio]

[notforgedofthelight]

undefined

[Destiny] Mars

[caydesiix-deactivated20150822]

ending-with-val

[notforgedofthelight]

Oh my god

[mirover]

destiny. after the collapse

[travelerrx]

✂

Send me ‘✂’ and my muse will kill yours. Right now. Brutally, horribly, bloody. Just do it.

Keep reading

[deepermadness]

[notforgedofthelight]

deepermadness:

Well at least the rocket hit something…

[notforgedofthelight]

iironus:

           He should have expected as much. The past to remain a mystery,            even to one who survived it. He could not ask for more, her very            survival meant enough. “Do not apologize if you cannot remember.            Perhaps it is better not to know of the past or the collapse.” The            rumors grew enough FEAR in the hearts of many, to know the truth            may have been a detrimental blow to the hop so many hold now.

          “I ask you many questions and yet the basic ones slip my mind.” A            matter of manner really. Even if she knew his name, an introduction            was only proper. “I am Lord Saladin, do you have a name? Go by            anything?” He knew exos often adapted names, or kept the one            etched into their frames. Never polite to asume.

   Although she nods at his reply, there’s a bit of frustration in her now. She hated being reminded that she remembered nothing, even if it was no fault of his own. And the second question, the question of a name... Stranger frowns slightly before responding, a bit of resignation in her voice now. She hated this part, almost as much as the questions about the collapse, or who’s side she was on. Explainin her name, sometimes, became a tedious task. 

   “They call me the Exo Stranger, but Stranger will do.” Stranger was her name now, she’s come to accept this, but sometimes she would like to know what she was before. Or, at least on days like these, she did. “It seems to be a popular thing to call me these days. I do not mind, it is better than the names of other exos.”

[scissorspider]

ill beat up Anyone whos mean to a robot