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RP blog for Priscilla Poly, a Crash Bandicoot OC. /about for information!

[asknbrio]

X -priscillapoly

Sent ✘ for a text that was meant for someone else

Sent at 3:35am: Is this Arby’s? I heard you do delivery through SMS now. I need 2 cheese melts and a happy meal.

Sent at 3:37am: You have happy meals, right? If not then just give me whatever your smallest sandwich is. A child-sized sandwich.

Sent at 3:39am: You’ll need to tell your delivery person to watch for the death traps along the way. I won’t be held responsible for any missteps they take on my property.

Sent at 3:50am: You guys are open, right?

[priscillapoly-blog]

Sent at 3:56am: your order is ready! what is the delivery address?

[g-l-u-c-a-g-o-n]

It was a quiet day on the Wumpa Islands. The sun was shining, the waves were gentle, nothing seemed to be unusual. However, a speck suddenly became visible in the sky. As it got closer, it appeared to be some sort of small but fancy spaceship. The ship gradually approached the Earth’s surface and landed gracefully on the island shores, right where the shore met the sand. Then, the door flew open, and a ramp shot out from the ship to the shore. Out stepped a short alien in a flashy pink outfit, looking around at everything on the shore with wonder. Glucagon, Gasmoxia’s favorite TV personality.

“Ahh, what a refreshing planet!” he said, pleased with the scenery around him. “A perfect vacation spot, if I say so myself!” He looked up at the palm trees and vegetation, to the warm white sand under his feet, and to the gentle blue waves lapping at the shore. Glucagon took a deep breath of oxygen, then breathed out. “Ooohh, such clean air~! It’s all so pleasant!” he said with a smile. Then, he proceeded to pull out a small remote from his pocket and pressed a button. A small hover-chair came out of his spaceship and floated towards him, and he hopped up into the chair and pressed another button that closed the door to his spaceship. With that, the alien began to float around the beach, looking around at all the sights to see. He wondered if he would meet any locals here on Earth.

[priscillapoly-blog]

Across the beach, the for-hire assassin relaxed on her off day, laid out on a beach chair with a sun hat on. However, the wind suddenly changed, and her hat was sent flying into the ocean. Priscilla sat up, startled, and glanced down to the other end of the shore. Noticing the ship, she rose to her feet and started to skitter to the strange ship and its passenger. 

“You know you can’t park your ship here, right?” She snarled, placing two of her hands on her hips. “It’s disturbing the balance of the climate.” She then added under her breath, “...Not like it can get any worse though...”

[dr-n-hance]

@priscillapoly

“… Aren’t you the person who was using me as a search engine the other day?”

[priscillapoly-blog]

[dr-n-hance]

(( like/reply/reblog for a starter from N. Hance! ))

[dr-n-hance]

[googles "ovipositor" on your screen]

“H-Hey! Google it on your own computer!!”

[priscillapoly-blog]

[alessiascara-deactivated2018022]

If you tell me to fight like a girl. I will. I will show no mercy and reign havoc on everything. I will rage and burn. After all, you asked for it. I fought like a girl.

as if “fight like a girl” was an insult (via allisonscott)

[hardlysad]

praying - kesha

[priscillapoly-blog]

@sonosound

continued from x

“Gaussia no! That lemon-headed dickwipe can go become a maggot snack for all I care.” Priscilla grimaced, straightening out her skirt. “I’m here because I heard about you.” Her grimace turned to a grin. 

“Dr. Nocturne Sono, scientist studying the destructive powers of music and sound. No family on the island, no current serious relationships, and no coworkers and/or minions.” She tut-tuts, shaking her head a little. “Surely you’d like someone to keep you safe on your travels to the island, right?”

[sonosound-deactivated20180501]

Giving a huff, Sono found her hands grasping against the roundness of her hips. With a furrowed brow she leaned inward…almost feeling insulted. As if this stranger was insinuating that Sono could not do WELL to stay protected on her own.

With a tap of her foot, she began to speak.

   ♬   “…I don’t NEED your help to keep me safe you strange parasite.

                 …what sort of competent scientist would I be if I was unable to                  help myself?”  

[priscillapoly-blog]

“I’m not a parasite, you stuck up-” She took a breath, calming down. “Look, even the most powerful people can be overwhelmed in the face of danger. Don’t you want to have some back up if that happens?”

[priscillapoly-blog]

@sonosound

continued from x

“Gaussia no! That lemon-headed dickwipe can go become a maggot snack for all I care.” Priscilla grimaced, straightening out her skirt. “I’m here because I heard about you.” Her grimace turned to a grin. 

“Dr. Nocturne Sono, scientist studying the destructive powers of music and sound. No family on the island, no current serious relationships, and no coworkers and/or minions.” She tut-tuts, shaking her head a little. “Surely you’d like someone to keep you safe on your travels to the island, right?”

[sonosound-deactivated20180501]

♬ O P E N ♬   

   ♬   “Don’t even THINK about touching my wand.

                    It’s a special weapon. Meant for MY hands only.”  

[priscillapoly-blog]

“Whoops.”

[hesthemasteroftime-blog]

Like/reblog this for a small starter.

[rhode-kill]

@priscillapoly

continued from x

Rhode grimaced and reached out her skeletal hand to Priscilla, accepting her offer to get up. “So what if you’re 28? Show some respect for the dead,” she said, coughing a little. A few flies flew out of her mouth as she coughed and just buzzed around her head.

[priscillapoly-blog]

Priscilla sighed, un-tensing her limbs. “Look, I’m sorry about bumping into you. But, word to the wise, you might want to turn around and walk back the way you came. There’s... some things that should be left alone.” 

[rhode-kill]

The pillbug skittered away from the scene of a gruesome crime, blood camouflaged on her red skirt. She ran until she slammed into another person, tumbling to the ground. -priscillapoly

Rhode yelled as she suddenly collided with someone, falling over and dropping her branch staff.

“HEY! WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOIN’!” she howled as she struggled to get up. Rhode held her staff firmly in one hand and tried to use it to support her weight as she got up, but she collapsed and fell to her side. “Ugh! The nerve of the youth today…!”

[priscillapoly-blog]

She sat up, shaking leaves out of her hair before pulling herself up. 

“Maybe you shouldn’t walk in the middle of the path.” She then reached a hand out to help the rotting mutant up. “Also, I’m not that young. I’m 28.”

[sonosound-deactivated20180501]

"Why, hello there~ What brings you to this part of the island?" The pillbug purrs, twirling her hair in her claws. -priscillapoly

   ♬   “…wumpas.” She responded coldly, loading them into her boat.  

Letting out a huff, the scientist preparedher rations and looked over her shoulderto the stranger behind her.

   ♬   “I was just leaving, actually.”  

[priscillapoly-blog]

She giggled once more, placing the wumpa fruit back where it was and hopping off the boat. "I think you'd find it best to not threaten me. After all, you seem like a very intelligent lady, and I would hate to have to hurt you." She pulled a business card out, holding it out to Sono. "Priscilla Poly, professional hitman and bodyguard, at your service."

[sonosound-deactivated20180501]

"Why, hello there~ What brings you to this part of the island?" The pillbug purrs, twirling her hair in her claws. -priscillapoly

   ♬   “…wumpas.” She responded coldly, loading them into her boat.  

Letting out a huff, the scientist preparedher rations and looked over her shoulderto the stranger behind her.

   ♬   “I was just leaving, actually.”  

[priscillapoly-blog]

When Sono looked back to where Priscilla had been, the bug was gone. However, when Sono looked at the boat, Priscilla was sitting on it, admiring a wumpa fruit. "Aww, you should stay a while. It's not often that I get to talk to girls as pretty as you." She giggled.

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[priscillapoly-blog]

Sylazide walked up to the other bug, nervously fidgeting around. Then ne raised up a note saying, "I know what it's like to be smaller, so don't worry about being ... beleetle you." (from ofgasmoxia)

“Oh wow… Is that honestly the best you can do?”

[ofgasmoxia]

Sylazide blinked. That definitely wasn’t the reaction ne was expecting. Shit, how to recover from this. The nymph quickly brought up another piece of paper, and quickly wrote on it.

“Is there really such a thing as a good pun?” The note read, while ne glanced around nervously, ashamed that their younger brain couldn’t be clever enough to the standards of someone else. 

[priscillapoly-blog]

“That is true, at least you’ve found yourself a punchant for jokes at an early age.”