Bloody Red Baron

Hail Hydra (( Baron Wolfgang Von Strucker roleplay account; from Captain America: Winter Soldier Hydra Leader. .Open to OCs, crossovers, AUs .Still Under Co .M!A: None ))

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

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[rotundschwarzstrucker]

xathousandfaces said: (omg u and schmidt and strucker all have the same fav animal AND THEY BOTH CHAIN SMOKE, BEAUTIFUL. )

((OH WOW. WELP... Those two are more alike then they may like to admit. It's a little scary.))

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

[ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ, ◕‿◕. IDK WHO IM DIRECTING AT. BOTH OF U I GUESS??]

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ:what is your favorite animal?

  “Dogs; big dogs to be exact, like German Shepherds. Reliable creatures they are.”

(Yes indeed~ Same with mun!)

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◕‿◕:what is your guilty pleasure?

“I don’t have guilt in anything I take pleasure in. However, my main one would have to be smoking. I’d hate to call myself a bit of a chain smoker, but I am.”

(Just muse, not mun what so ever > A>/)

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

TMI Tuesday: Ask The Muse- Ask The Mun; Send a face.

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°): relationship status?

ಠ_ಠ: what is your biggest pet peeve?

(ಥ_ಥ): finish this: i hate it when...

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: what is your favorite animal?

(☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ ☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜): who is someone you can tell everything to?

(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ: are you a hugger?

(╯°□°)╯︵ ʞooqǝɔɐɟ: besides tumblr, do you have any other social media?

﴾͡๏̯͡๏﴿?: how old are you?

(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻: what are your thoughts on school?

| (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ): favorite tv show?

(ง'̀-'́)ง: are you okay?

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ✧: sexual orientation?

┬┴┬┴┤(･_├┬┴┬┴: are you a people person or a loner?

ლ(ಠ益ಠლ): do you have any siblings?

ಠ╭╮ಠ: have you ever self harmed?

(づ￣ ³￣)づ: have you ever been in love?

(☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞: would you rather be hugged by a bunny or kissed by a doe?

(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻: how do you let your anger out?

ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ: are you active?

ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪: what are your favorite band(s)/artist(s)?

（╯°□°）╯︵(\ .o.)\: who is your least favorite person?

♥‿♥: tell us about your crush!

◔̯◔: what time is it?

◕‿◕: what is your guilty pleasure?

◔ ⌣ ◔: are you a virgin?

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

| HEADCANON |

  Baron Strucker and Red Skull speak Bavarian to each other sometimes.

  Zola is under the impression that Strucker and Skull are talking about rather important things since they are speaking the language.

  When really they are actually talking about what they plan to do later on their free time, and or talking about the Avengers, Captain America, and other superheros.

  Or making fun of them really. Rather if it be about their fashion sense or how they act.

[indestructigirlx]

If we RP I hereby give you permission to fix my typos in our threads.

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

Entering { 5 }

cxntortrix

cajunprinceofthieves

godamatsumikaboshi

nomorethaniron

rrokovoy

  “How interesting.”

[cajunprinceofthieves-deactivate]

"Y’mind explainin’ or y’plannin’ on keepin’ up ‘tall, dark an’ broody' ?”

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

  A small chuckle. "Why, you think such things of me, Mr. Gambit?" Baron Strucker asked, obviously amused.

  "Or, are you simply trying to flatter me?" There could be some sarcasm in his voice.

[dianmz]

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

Aus;

[inboxideas]

QUICK! YOU SEE ME ON YOUR DASH? WHAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU THINK?

[mrxain]

"Don’t flatter me. If I didn’t wanted you to see me, you wouldn’t have.” [ David Cain said to the leader of Hydra while he was standing beside of the door, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over each other. ] 

[ Cain took a two steps closer into the direction of the Hydra leader, his eyes were looking at the man, so calm and cold he was during… business, times.  ]  ”And I believe you need my…. assistance, Mr. Strucker. it’s a D A N G E R O U S world, afterall.” 

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

  "Isn't it though?" He asked, though he did not need an answer. He shifted himself slightly, lifting his foot to only rest it on his own knee, leaning back slightly. He did not feel tense, or threatened. No. He was perfectly fine, and for reasons.

  "You're an assassin." He said, before taking more smoke in. He let the it sway in his lungs. "So... the main reason over why I need your assistance should be rather obvious. We just need to see about your willingness to do it." He said, staring at him, finally letting out the smoke through his nose.

[codename-winter-soldier]

The Asset deflates a bit and tries to keep his uncertainty from showing in his expression. He forces himself not to back away as Strucker moves closer. He keeps telling himself that what Strucker says doesn’t matter, it isn’t true, whatever he has to not to be taken in by the words.

He latches on to what Strucker says about Steve instead, this, he can argue. “He was frozen,” he says, dredging up the information he had read at the Captain America exhibit at the Smithsonian. “He couldn’t have come looking,” he argues, trying to convince himself more than Strucker. “He said I’m his friend,” this he says with a bit more conviction. “I remember that.”

He has built himself up a little more courage with those words. “James Buchanan Barnes…” he trails off and attempts to own the name and the identity that comes with it. “I…would have rather died than worked for Hydra. I never wanted anything Hydra gave me,” he clenches both flesh and metal hands into fists. “And I don’t want your loyalty,” he spits. “I don’t care what you think is important.”

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

                                                                                                            How disrespectful.

  Baron's gaze slowly began to turn... cold. His eyes narrowed, more and more, and the blue hues gave off such an ice like feature to them. "Hm," He began. "I can't say that I expected anything else, now can I?" He asked, though it was a rhetorical question.

  A sigh. "This could have gone so well." He commented. It could have. Winter Soldier did not have to put up such a fuss, he could have just accepted things with HYDRA, and life would have continued on with ease for Baron. But of course, there is that fuss.

 That back talk.

  "But I digress... My patience is wearing. Very quickly." He slowly began to walk closer, and closer. "I admit, I am not the most patient man in some cases to begin with. This indeed being one of them, my dear Soldier."

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

Entering { 5 }

cxntortrix

cajunprinceofthieves

godamatsumikaboshi

nomorethaniron

rrokovoy

  "How interesting."

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

  "Ah, yes. Everything is so simple, isn't it?"

[caffeinekrieg]

Baron Strucker wins. Fatality.

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

I JUST CAN'T GET OVER HOW AMAZING THIS IS.

Firstly, Strucker already has a bad temper, and was pissed off enough as it is. He was talking in the page before this (while kicking a bunch of ass), and was interrupted by that guy in the second strip; BY STABBING STRUCKER IN THE BACK. STRUCKER DOES NOT ENJOY BEING INTERRUPTED BY WORDS TO BEGIN WITH, AND THE GUY STABS HIM (plus as we all know that the attack very much hurt!).

STRUCKER KNOWS HOW TO GIVE OFF A LOOK THAT WILL SET FEAR INTO SOMEONE. Because look at the ninja guy, he is just kinda frozen in place, like 'Oh FUCK...'

Pretty sure that was his last thought before oh yeah STRUCKER PUNCHED AND DISINTEGRATED HIS HEAD RIGHT OFF HIS SHOULDERS.

You know what he says pretty much after that?

"Hail HYDRA."

This is half the reason over why this guy is just awesome to me.

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

Entering: { 5 }

[bclshevik-deactivated20180823]

Taking his legs off of the table, the Soldier gave a frown. Combat boots hit the floor lightly as he raised himself out of the chair. Footsteps echoing softly through the room, he slowly made his way towards the man.

“I know what you’ve been up to, Baron-”

His frown deepened as his form came to view out of the shadows. Brown locks moved from side to side with each step as his fingers wrapped around the gun handle slowly. With a click, the nozzle was pointed at Strucker’s head as the Soldier sat down next to him on the stairs.

“You’ve been using me.”

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

  That sound. Yes, familiar. Baron Strucker heard it many times before in many cases. Even his own hand forced out such a sound, from such a object that it belonged to. A gun. The leader lifted his gaze, but did not look at the weapon, only at... the weapon holding it.

  Unfazed. He had himself in this situation some times before, after all. Plus, there was reason why he did not have so much to worry over.

  "So dramatic." He nearly spat, his eyes narrowing. Coldly. As if his blue eyes had turned to ice. He was already in a bit of a bad mood, and the Winter Soldier only grew the flame with this stunt he is pulling. "You act as if you are the only one who has ever been used, Soldier." He commented, before taking more smoke into his lungs. He held the smoke there, letting it sway and hover inside.

  "When in reality everyone has been used. Even children with their parents. But you don't see them holding guns to each other's heads. If that happened, well, how much of the human race would there be, hm?" He asked. He stared at him, letting his words sink into the Soldier. He then finally blew the smoke out through his nose.

  "You're a Soldier. No matter where you go, no matter what side you wish for, you will always be used. There is no escaping it. Rather if it be with me, or him." Soldier knew who he was talking about, or it would be thought so.

  He leaned forward slightly towards the other. Finally, a glare showed. Ice, turned to burning fire. "Now. If you continue to threaten me, my temper will show more than it already is. And I assure you; you will not enjoy your consequence in the least bit." At least for a short while, so that the Soldier will understand such actions he took were wrong ones.

  He still did not glance at the gun. Only gave an order.

"Lower it."

[rotundschwarzstrucker]

Ich kenne Sie. | CLOSED; xathousandfaces |

  He stared with his blue eyes. Pictures of the screens before him reflected in them. Scattering of papers, a few pale hands grabbing them desperately, as if they were contracts to their lives. Booted feet running, rushing like a stampede running away from lions. A man, young but in command, screaming order's at those he is guiding, obvious alert, and frustration in the commander's expression.

  Then, slowly... Baron Strucker smirked. Wider, and wider. Eyes growing with amusement and of... delight. It was just amazingly entertaining. Watching them, scramble, rush, panic, as if they were all set afire. SHIELD. Even now, they're struggling. Clawing to recover themselves. While not sure if they could trust each other. No trust; who is who. SHIELD does not even know what their morals are anymore. Who they should now point a gun to; those hands they use to pull triggers shaking from the breaking of what they thought they knew to begin with. They did not even know anything, like little children without any model to guide them. Of course, such a chaos.

  Baron tilted his head slightly, glancing at other screens. Each one, showing each 'Avenger', as they like to call themselves. No interesting activity from them, or as of so far. Just going about, trying to figure what they themselves are supposed to do, now that SHIELD was in such a state. Some were not as worried about it, but worried nonetheless. Wondering; what's next? But no answer was given.

  He shifted his gaze to another screen. "... And you're the youngest of all the lost children." He commented quietly to himself. Winter Soldier. Wondering New York. Trying to find himself. Fighting with details. HYDRA, Captain America, Captain America, HYDRA. Thoughts bottled and mixed together still, Winter Soldier trying to discover himself. Oh, but what would it matter in the end? Truly. Either way; Strucker still had some plans in store for him. As valuable the Winter Soldier can be, those plans will have to be on hold for at least a little bit longer. Until then, he will let the lost Soldier wonder about. Patience. Patience. That's what it truly takes at times. Rushing would only be unorderly, in his opinion. Untactical. He can prove to be a rather tactical man, in some amount of cases.

  His smirk finally faded. Taking a quick glance over all the screens, he gave a small wave of his hand. "Keep watch of things." He demanded of the men in the large room. There being rows, upon rows of them. Screens in front of them all, watching every last bit of activity every of SHIELD and HYDRA agent, as all those agents were mixed together still, and some amount of the men watching the Avengers as well. Streets of cities, homes of world leaders, members of government and those that have anything to do with it, people of importance. All the men before these screens, watching everything outside.  

  Oh. Nothing happens, without HYDRA knowing it first.

  With that thought, he turned, and walked himself out from the room. Each step, firm. Eyes staring forward, as half of his face was shadowed from lack light as he went close and closer to the door. Things will play out. Soon. And he knew it very well. When they do, even then, those Avengers will be doing work for HYDRA. SHIELD will be doing work for HYDRA. That is just what it boils down to every time. Even when things seem dark, quiet, and unmoving. That is how it has been for all these years.

  Baron walked through the doors as they automatically opened, then closed behind him, Baron not even sparing the guards a glance. He turned down into a hallway, it being rather long, doors every few spaces. Two guards at each end of the hallway. They knew Baron of course, and as he walked past the first two guards at the beginning of the hallway, their posture became more straight and they became alert of their leader. Strucker cared little for such an action, still only paying mind to his own thoughts. Ah, even among all this, there are steps to take at some point, so long as no other unexpected things happened, such as events for the past few years. But, Strucker and HYDRA, always did prove to be adaptable.