Puckish Rogue

⚜️I'M ROCKIN' PURPLE⚜️ Independent Saints Row roleplay for The Boss/Stilwater Butcher (Set mainly in Saints Row the Third, with selective ties to 4). NSFW content may occur. Tracking: rexxsanctus Penned by Jack.

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                “Quit being a bitch and take off the mask!”

          ♔      penned by Jack.           ♔      oc and crossover friendly

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@brokenwretchedanddivine​ sent:

* that’s how people get killed in horror movies, you know?  -falcor

random (chaotic) dialogue starters.

      ♔; —  “I mean, obviously.” Lex replied, shrugging his shoulders a bit. He adjusts his coat slightly and he shakes his head. “Who the fuck ignores a warning like ‘if you go there you won’t make it back alive’?” He snorts derisively. “Or the weird shit that always starts happening?” He moved a little then and he shakes his head again. “Maybe that’s just the genre of horror movie I watch...but like...” He gestures at nothing and uses that to finish his sentence rather than words.

[neon-wonderlands]

[supersources]

random (chaotic) dialogue starters.

* is that all you have to say?

* tell me you love me or something, don’t just stand there!

* are you out of your fucking mind?

* it’s truly a wonder that you’re still alive.

* that’s not my name.

* that’s not my name and you know it.

* how many fingers am i holding up?

* i swear, it’s my dog’s fault.

* are you really going in there?

* that’s how people get killed in horror movies, you know?

* if you die on me after everything i’ve done for you… i’ll never forgive you.

* how could i ever forgive you?

* sometimes, everything shifts in the snap of a finger.

* stop yelling at me or i’ll tell them!

* would it kill you to hold my hand every now and then?

* just squeeze my ass and tell me everything will be okay.

* you’re all i need right now.

* you’re finally here, so i can fucking sleep.

* i told you to turn your music down!

* you’re not my parent!

* i didn’t steal your boyfriend, he came with me willingly.

* it’s taking everything in me not to slap you in the face right now.

* you know, people can hear you.

* do you ever think before you speak? you should try it.

* i’ll change your life, if you let me.

* will you go buy me tampons or not?

* please, close the door on your way out.

* keep your hands to yourself.

* what do you think they were thinking about? you know, when they died?

* do you think they know?

* it’s not my fault, it’s 4am and you’re fucking yelling at me!

* you’re a shit friend.

* you’re my best friend.

* you’re my only friend.

* i hope hell is nice and warm when we get there.

* tell me the truth, at least once.

* did you really cheat?

* i don’t wanna know the details.

* can i have some?

* i would kill for a nice glass of wine right now.

* you brought a knife to a gun fight, baby.

* you’re so stupid it kinda turns me on.

* i want you to meet my parents.

[rexxsanctus]

@brokenwretchedanddivine​ sent:

"it hurts." -alice

𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭  \  sentence starter pack,  i.

       ♔; — Lex hears her complain and he lifted his head from where he had it resting, blinking slowly, clearly he’d been napping and her presence in the room had woken him up. He gave a little sound, taking a second to actually process what it was she’d said to him.

“What happened? What hurts?” He asks, the concern is there, but he’s clearly tired, though he’s going to try and help anyway.

[rexxsanctus]

@brokenwretchedanddivine​ sent:

❝ i never said you were stupid. not out loud. ❞ -falcor

instigation starters

        ♔; —  Lex’s posture tenses, a warning for anyone who knew him well enough at this point that he wasn’t exactly fond of whatever was said. He wasn’t exactly delusional about his intelligence, but that didn’t mean he appreciated it being pointed out. Rather than acting on the immediate thought of punching the man, he instead lifts his hand slightly with  his middle finger raised, scowling at the man.

“Fuck you.”

[rexxsanctus]

brokenwretchedanddivine​:

Of all of what could have happened in his lifetime, why did it have to be Zombies? He knew he was relatively safe in this town, but still. Falcor shoulders his bag, adjusting his mask and steps up to the house. He hadn’t seen anybody go in since his arrival, so it seemed to be empty. His for the taking. He walks up to the door, trying the knob and finding it to be unlocked. That should’ve been his first clue it wasn’t quite right. What if the house was looted already? There wasn’t many places left that could be looted.

He slowly steps inside the house, silently, to not attract any undead that might be lurking nearby. He made his way through the house slowly, wanting to check it to be sure he wouldn’t be taken by surprise by anything inside.

He begins by checking each of the side rooms, silencing any zombies along the way with a silenced shot to the head. When he’s satisfied, he finally makes his way to the kitchen, deciding to not make a fool of himself by checking the corners of the room before he’d walk up to the cupboards. And that was how he found himself in this situation. His gun trained on the other. “Friendly or enemy?” He asked, not taking his eyes off of him.

         ♔; —  Lex had been meticulous, careful with his very limited ammo and he made sure not to draw too much attention to himself, the last thing he wanted was zombies cornering him in here. He’d gone through and shut doors in the home to avoid any nasty surprises. It was why the front door was closed when he was inside. He can’t say he expected another living soul outside of his gang, everyone else was either dead or they fled Stilwater at the first chance they got, he wasn’t about to abandon this place though, it’s his damn city and no end of the world bullshit was going to scare him off.

He locks eyes with the man who had come in here, his own gun lifted, prepared to defend himself. It’s not his first time looking down the barrel of a gun so he wasn’t intimidated in the slightest. He bites the inside of his cheek, hand adjusting around the grip of his gun, which he had raised at this point, the only reason he hadn’t shot was because he had gathered the other was here scavenging like he was.

His tongue clicks at the question. “If I wanted to fuckin’ kill you, I’d have opened fire the moment you opened the door and I heard you come in here.” It’s not like the walls were going to stop the bullets. He moved a little, “If you keep pointing your damn gun at me though, we’re gonna have a fuckin’ problem.” He hisses. He just wanted to get what he could carry and dip, he wanted to make it back to the penthouse he’d holed up in with what was left of the Saints. 

[rexxsanctus]

@brokenwretchedanddivine​

         ♔; —  Its been months, at least he thinks it has, Stilwater was a relatively safe place to hunker down, at least it was against the zombies around. He’d originally found it hilarious that  the world had gone even more to shit than it was already. Ridiculous as it was to be living and surviving an actual zombie outbreak, Lex had been living day to day without much change to his usual routine, except for the occasional supply run he’d go on to make sure there was food for him and the Saints, at least when it was his turn to go out there and take care of it and he wasn’t just going out to kill a few shufflers to blow off steam.

Today was one of those days he was going out to find supplies, medical or food, whatever he could find in the abandoned stores and houses around that haven’t already been ransacked and stripped clean. The Boss huffs quietly to himself, looking through some of the cabinets he’d come across, loading some of the food he’d found into the bag he had, he froze though when he heard the door to the building he was in and shuffled back slightly to get his gun from where he’d placed it down as well as better position himself to deal with whoever or whatever this was.

[visionsofours]

[andrastte]

Saints Row: The Boss

“Burt FUCKING Reynolds!”

[iris-iridesce]

Photo by Alexander Popov on Unsplash  

[rp-meme-world]

instigation starters for those muses who just love to pick fights!

❝ what did you just say to me? ❞

❝ what did you just call me? ❞

❝ are you trying to start a fight? ❞

❝ did you… did you just unfriend me? ❞

❝ i don’t have time for this. ❞

❝ you’re the reason i drink at night. ❞

❝ why do you always have to be mister perfect? ❞

❝ you never listen to me! ❞

❝ grow up. ❞

❝ get out. ❞

❝ what are you gonna do about it? ❞

❝ say that again. i dare you. ❞

❝ [name] doesn’t act like this. ❞

❝ why don’t you get a real job? ❞

❝ you’ve always gotten everything you wanted. ❞

❝ this might not be important to you, but it’s important to me. ❞

❝ are you really giving me the silent treatment right now? ❞

❝ you have no business talking to anybody like that. ❞

❝ i respect your opinion. it’s wrong, but i respect it. ❞

❝ why do you always do this?! ❞

❝ you aren’t the center of the universe. ❞

❝ i mean, you kinda deserved that one. ❞

❝ do i have to do everything around here? ❞

❝ i never said you were stupid. not out loud. ❞

❝ told you so! ❞

❝ i’m not trying to start a fight! ❞

❝ not everybody has it all. ❞

❝ you are literally infuriating to be around. ❞

[kuzcosources]

Illness / Sickness Starters!

From the Carer

Are you sure you should be up?

You’re not fine, look at you!

I bought you this chicken soup to help you get better.

I hope you get well soon!

You don’t look so good.

Are you gonna throw up? 

Get back to bed. That’s an order.

I’ll carry you if I have to.

I brought you a trashcan, if you need it.

Do you want me to keep you company?

Here, I’ll start the bath for you.

You go rest, I can clean up this mess.

You are sick, and I am taking care of you. You don’t have a choice.

I’ll tie your hair back so you don’t get it messy.

Here’s some more tissues.

Do you have any cold medicine that I can give you?

I’m at the store, did you need anything?

From the sick:

I promise, I’m fine.

Do you really expect me to eat all that?

I could use some more tissue.

I think I’m gonna puke.

Thanks for taking care of me. 

Don’t leave me alone.

It’s not funny, I can barely breathe and you’re laughing at me!

I feel like I’m on fire.

An ice cold bath sounds really nice right now.

I threw up in bed…

I don’t think I have any more clean clothes, I ruined most of them.

Can you help me get to bed?

You’re a good friend, _____.

Go grab me a ginger ale, will you?

Could you hold my hair back?

No, I’m not pregnant, I just have a stomach bug.

I’m so tired.

[rexxsanctus]

          ♔; —  He can’t really say he enjoys how dirty and dank this place, but it was as good a place as any to lay low and it’s not his first time like this. The black eye and blood dripping down his face was an indication of the fight he’d been in, which he’d ended pretty quickly with a single gunshot that scattered the group he’d gotten into a fight with and probably killed the guy who threw the punch that’d injured him. Lex sighs a little bit and reaches up to touch his split brow in an attempt to assess the injury, wincing slightly in the process. “Fuck me.” He whispers quietly, attempting to clean up a little. He looks up when he hears the sound of foot steps, his hand moved to his gun, unsure of who it was who’d followed him down here. “Don’t move.” He warns.

[rexxsanctus]

      //  presidentxsaint <-----> rexxsanctus

[memesfromstuff]

*: ･ﾟ✧   interrogation starters.

feel free to change pronouns etc as needed.

CALM / QUESTIONING.

“ tell me, what happened?”

“ did you see anything?”

“ what do you remember?”

“ do you remember anything unusual?”

“ please, try to remember as much as you can.”

“ every detail is important.”

“ and what happened next?”

“ and what did you do when all this took place?”

“ what were you doing around __ am/pm?”

“ where were you around __ am/pm?”

“ can anyone verify that?”

“ was someone with you?”

“ and you had nothing to do with it?”

“ and you weren’t involved?”

“ did you see it happen?”

“ did you see who did it?”

“ did you see or hear anything? anything at all?”

CARING / UNDERSTANDING.

 “ you seem scared… is that why you don’t want to talk?”

“ did someone hurt you?”

“ it’s okay. you can tell me.”

“ you were just trying to defend yourself, weren’t you?”

“ we can take a break, if you want.”

“ everything will be okay, i promise. but you need to talk to me.”

“ it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. but it really would help if you did.”

SUSPICIOUS.

“ there is something you’re not telling me.”

“ i think you’re lying.”

“ you looked away just now when you said that. are you sure you’re telling the truth?”

“ except what you’re telling me doesn’t align with what we already know.”

“ seems to me like you know more than you’re letting in on.”

“ what aren’t you telling me?”

“ who are you trying to protect?”

“ so you really don’t know what any of it means? no clue at all?”

“ they must’ve told you more than that.”

“ you have to have seen more than that.”

“ and you want me to believe you don’t remember?”

“ and you want me to believe you had nothing to do with it?”

“ an accident? is that what you’re going with?”

DEMANDING.

“ i need you to tell me the truth.”

“ i need you to tell me what happened.”

“ i know you’re not telling me the truth.”

“ that doesn’t line up with the evidence. so… you wanna try that again?”

“ stop lying. i already know that’s not what happened.”

MAKING A DEAL / ASKING FOR HELP / DEMANDING HELP.

“ what do you want in exchange for this information?”

“ i’m listening…”

“ you’re coming with me.”

“ since you’re the only one who knows how to find them, i don’t really have a choice but to take you with me.”

“ fine. i’ll take you with me, but if you try anything…”

“ i can’t give you that. you know that.”

“ if we’re going to make a deal, you’re gonna have to ask for something a little more rational than that.”

“ okay. we have a deal.”

“ sorry. no deal.”

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           ♔; — He sat quietly, thinking a few things over as he pulled at the grass that he was sitting on, usually he’d be out starting fights, whether it be with guns or just going down to a club and picking a fight with the bouncer, he was actually kind of bored right now but he wanted to  sort out what was on his mind at that moment, to just reflect on the shit-show that was currently going on, not that he wanted to, but the fuzziness in his head didn’t really allow for anything else at the moment.

When a car pulled up next to the sidewalk across from him,  he studied the driver within the car, he was the only person here and it was a little to late for it to be people coming to the park, even the idiots that hung out in the park had already been chased off by the cops. It wasn’t until the person stepped out of the car that he realised it wasn’t anyone he recognised, at least not with his momentary glance. He hadn’t told the Saints where he was, just that he needed to be left alone for a bit. He didn’t worry about them until he noticed they were approaching him.

“Listen, I’m not in the mood for company.” The boss states, not really hiding the fact he was being interrupted, but not making it clear what he had been doing either. “What do you want?”