Captain Gally

"I've seen his face. I remember it when I went through the Changing. He's working with them." Independent Gally RP Blog

[notyourcaptaingally]

laughs okay it’s been ten thousand years since I’ve logged onto this blog, but I’m not really here to open it back up again.  I just wanted to state others means of contact to those remaining.

Firstly, there’s K!K: alyssterene is my username

Secretly, there’s Skype: AllieIrene is what you can find me by.

And then there’s my current main blogs, which include officerfriendlyjunior, noteskeeping, burningbutwhite, and that’s pretty much it for the current moment.  So yes, I still live.  I just have no muse for Gally in particular; or any of my other maze runner blogs, really.

Also, I ask that you tell me your url if you add me on the other platforms.

[notyourcaptaingally]

Hello;

As the likeliness of me returning to this blog is very slim, I wanted to inform those of you who are interested in the other blogs that I run.  The following is a list of the blogs that I frequent more often than any of my others.  It's likely you can contact me on any of these with a response within a day.

ONCE UPON A TIME

Peter Pan - ofstratagem

Anastasia Tremaine - ofeligibility

Eleanor [Cinderella Sister OC] - dxplicity

AU Killian Jones - youngcorsair

Neverland Indian OC - ofmending

Fox Spirit OC - cursedvixen 

Prince OC - ofelite

THE WALKING DEAD

Carl Grimes - officerfriendlyjunior

TWILIGHT

Hybrid OC - ofeternalyouth

[icownic]

►100x100 Icons for the free use of the roleplay community

►Requests taken from anyone of any series/movie/etc

►Patience is key!  Requests done at the convenience of the admins.

[notyourcaptaingally]

I'm trashy so here's a selfie from a couple days ago. I wanna promise that I'll do replies on here this weekend, but honestly I cannot. I'm an admin for an icon making blog now and I haven't reached this weeks quota-- I have over 100 I need to do before I reach it. And I have replies for ten thousand other blogs that I have. And then I want to get caught up on tv shows that I have fallen behind in.

[notyourcaptaingally]

[Note: Blog on Hiatus Indefinitely]

Reason: No muse

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❝ ———— Mhm.❞

                 Tobias’ eyes flickered down to the deep shade                   of scarlet trailing down the other’s arm. Obviously                   Gally was just being, well— Gally. The wound he                   had looked like a fairy nasty one. 

  ❝ I might not ask how it happened,       but you need to go see a med-jack.        As in now. You’re just as shucking       bad as the slicers. ❞ 

[notyourcaptaingally]

His eyes rolled as the other spoke, showing clearly how exasperated he was. How many times had he heard those words: You need to see a Med-Jack. It was borderline ridiculous how much, really.

                 "Relax. It could be worse. No                    reason to get the Med-Jacks involved.                    Not like they can do much                    about it anyway; besides put a band-aid                    on it, give it a kiss, and send me off."

[fieldfoxes-deactivated20120310]

Name a fandom you know I know and I’ll tell you

[notyourcaptaingally]

The first character I first fell in love with The character I never expected to love as much as I do now The character everyone else loves that I don’t The character I love that everyone else hates The character I used to love but don’t any longer The character I would totally smooch The character I’d want to be like The character I’d slap A pairing that I love A pairing that I despise

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          ”Jonas. I’m the newest           Greenie, for now, that is.”

He answered. He had only just been officially assigned his place a few days ago. When he had spent the day with the Builders, it was explained to him that Gally wouldn’t be overseeing him due to some mandatory repairs that needed to be done on the Homestead.

Some of the boys had warned him that Gally wasn’t a fellow to be crossed, but he didn’t seem too bad, at least not in terms of hostility, but maybe it was because Jonas was the one patching his bleeding arm up.

          ”So how’d you manage           to get your arm sliced           like this?”

[notyourcaptaingally]

A curt nod was the only reaction that Gally gave after the other introduced himself. He, personally, was more concerned with the desire to prod at the cut, but he was certain the other would send him another scowl if he completed the desire.

His lips pressed together for a moment before he lets himself move his shoulders in a lazy shrug, as if that were enough to answer the question, though he went on to explain his accident.

             "Mishap with some buggin' nails               that were in some boards."

[hiscrankbride]

notyourcaptaingally

He really didn’t know where he stood with Gally anymore. He hadn’t seen him before Brenda had dragged him off to paradise; the fact that he was even alive had been something of a revelation. But weirdly, he felt more at ease around Gally than around some of the other Gladers. Maybe because they were both ‘off’, Gally because he was a murderer (technically) and Newt because he was a Crank (technically).

Still, he wasn’t really sure what to say when he came face-to-face with the former Builder. “Hey.”

[notyourcaptaingally]

Astonishment flashes across his irises for a brief moment before he's acknowledging that it isn't a real big surprise to see the boy in front of him. Hadn't it been a weird dream that he's envisioned to see what is left of the Gladers-- of his family?  Upon circumstances, he's learned the announcement that the boy he has known as the second in command has contracted the Flare with no immunity. His tongue darted across his lips, trying to grapple a response that would seem to be good at the moment. "Hey," is all that manages to come out.

[notyourcaptaingally]

I'm not getting anything done on this blog nor am I getting much done on any of my other blogs; therefore I must announce that I have no idea how long I'm going to be able to keep this up.

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NOTYOURCAPTAINGALLY IS FOLLOWING YOU

"And who are you?"

Blue eyes gazed at the other cautiously, her body tense in obvious distrust for the stranger.

[notyourcaptaingally]

His own distrust is evident in the wounding of muscles that has turned stiff in posture, showing his equal discomfort. "Could ask you the same thing."

[notyourcaptaingally]

"You've gotta tell each other the deep stuff."

"Uh oh.  Deep stuff like what?"

"Uhh..what's your favorite color."

"Oh see now you've stepped over the line"

this god damn part

[notyourcaptaingally]

gladexrunner replied to your photo:Oh h i

Cute

are you blind friend because cute is not I

[notyourcaptaingally]

Intensely bored.

[notyourcaptaingally]

Oh h i

[roleplaywith-lydiaarielmartin]

closed starter: notyourcaptiangally

notyourcaptiangally

Lydia roamed the halls of Eichen House checking on people as she went. The experience sent chills  down her spine. She made a mental note to ask if she could change her service location. She walks past a room with the door half open and hears a male voice talking to a female one. She does her best to keep walking and ignore it, but the pull of the situation is too strong so she instead, waits around the corner for the nurse to leave. once the nurse has left she quickly slips into the room and comes face to face with the owner of the male voice.

[notyourcaptaingally]

How many times had he uttered the same sentences-- the same explanation-- the same name-- to the same nurse who continuously looked at him as if there was something terribly wrong with his brain?  The countless groans that has left his lips each time the nurse would arrive to his room-- dedicated upon his arrival to this place--Eichen House.  Finally, the woman leaves him to his peace and quiet; or at least what is meant to be peace, and yet his brain is stirring with thoughts of memories that seemed to be wrong.  A glance from the floor to the door when he heard light footsteps enter the room, and for a moment he is ready to bite out words to a nurse who didn't seem to leave him alone.  He stopped short from the action upon a gaze that has landed on a girl near his own age.  His eyebrows furrowed as his lips opened to speak.  "Who are you?"

[notyourcaptaingally]

Sudden urge to make a Carl Grimes blog.....