Scarred Sniper

The worlds seem so divided and alone, but there's always that steady thread there to connect them. And we Nobodies can never escape the things we did as humans. So it goes. Indie RP|Ask|Someday Cosplay Blog for Braig/Xigbar

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Just letting everyone know I’m not dead, I should be back and active in about a week

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SO...

I opened this blog now in hopes it would be something to help me motivate my way through the holiday peak season at work (as a note I work at fedex, so you can imagine) and as it turns out its been a worse year then usual so my time to do things here is...near non existant, i’ll post if i find the time but unfortunately that won’t be terribly consistant until after christmas, sorry to those who were willing to start up rps right out the gate with me

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((Work completely kicked my ass, kinda vegging on ff14))

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WIP of something i’ve been working on and off again for a little while now, wanted to post the progress so far

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DARK RP STARTERS

"You'll be fine."

"I'm afraid it's very fatal."

"These test results...don't make any sense."

"How far can your arm go before it breaks?"

"I'll carve your eyes out with a spoon."

"What does (s)he have that I don't?"

"Why did he choose her instead of me?"

"...Why?"

"Make as many stab wounds as you want."

"I am destined as your tool."

"The girl must die."

"The boy must die."

"I want to taste your blood on my lips."

"Where do we go from here?"

"These voices...cease to let me be."

"I...can't stop crying."

"Use me as you will."

"None of it matters now."

"Shadows follow my every step."

"You've gone...completely mad."

"I'm barking mad."

"Winter is coming."

"I could kill you right now."

"You...You're dead!"

"May the lord have mercy on your soul."

"The mental ward let me out early this year."

"Oh how i miss the voices."

"Everyone is equal when they're dead."

"Cancel Christmas."

"Bring me more war."

"I love war."

"I piss on your traditions."

"I hate your heart."

"I hate your soul."

"I promise, you won't feel a thing."

"Bring her to me."

"Bring him to me."

"A few holes in the head give the madness more space."

"I hate everything about you."

"I will abandon you."

"What is that girl up to?"

"I am stretched on your grave."

"Kill me now.."

"If I fall from the grace of God where no murdered ghost can haunt me.."

"You are one in from the plank, don't make me push you."

"I don't care."

"Leave me behind."

"Everything you've told me was a lie!"

"Everything I've told you was a lie!"

"How could you ever think to leave them behind?"

"Someone should nail your feet to the floor."

"My last breath will be your curse."

"He will KILL you."

"She will KILL you."

"I did nothing."

"It was an accident!"

"You've killed your own brother!"

"I want nothing to do with him!"

"How can I possibly trust you?"

"Pathetic."

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My Character Must Confess in Threes

Blab: Three secrets they're keeping.

Mwah: Three people they'd like to kiss.

Similar: Three members of the same sex they find attractive.

Different: Three members of the opposite sex they find attractive.

Pastime: Three hobbies they have.

Doing: Three habits that they have.

Psst: Three things that they've always wanted to tell your character.

Shh: Three things they wouldn't want their parents to know.

Dream: Three wishes they have.

Want: Three things they would do to your character if they were alone.

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“Thanks, you’re helpful. And five minutes late!” (Xigbar)

“Well what can I say? If I start being /too/ useful around here people’ll actually expect somethin from me and we can’t go havin that now can we?” Letting out an all too pleased with himself laugh, reveling in the general pain in the backend he was and probably always would be.“Y’ get what y pay for after all.”

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“See, theres your problem right there.” Grinning ear to ear sauntering up over to Axel, either oblivious to or ignoring the other nobody’s irritation with him. It was a talent of his it would seem. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d been on the reciving end of ‘friendly’ fire and he was sure it wouldn’t be the last even if he did try it. “So whats so bad you can’t just clean up on your own huh?”

“ I’ll give you a clue cyclops, its big, mean, and and has fire immunity.” he’s wiping his face off and downing a potion as he glanced around the corner hearing the loud growling of the Heartless he’d been trying to get rid of.

“ Try not to get deep fried. Hate to have to drag your sorry ass home. ” he grinned a bit, as if he was actually considering lighting him up just to blame it on the heartless.

It was a rather amusing idea.

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There were alot of things he could deal with. You don't dish out the dises if you can't take em right back, and even if you can't you sure as hell don't let it show when it bothers you. There was one thing one elephant in the room you DIDN'T address with Xigbar though and that was his eye.

His smile dropped into a scowl, the corner of his lip twitching a bit, contemplating just how much Xemnas would REALLY care if he put a hole in the flurry's empty head. He wasn't even really SUPPOSE to have been here, just someone that stumbled into things and they adjusted the plan to fit. The thought in mind both guns snapped to existence in his hands.

//nah nah, its not Xemnas you have to worry about pissin off with that one// He thought to himself Turning his gaze away from Axel towards the growling that was only slightly more irritating then flamsilocks here. "See whose dragging who, try relying on something other then magic for once." Whipping around the corner firing blind at the heartless, time to see what this supposed big bad boy was all about.

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Xigbar rested in his place, sprawled across the entirety of one of the couches, finger twirling in bored circles, one of his arrowguns rotating in the air in the same movement as his finger. A single golden eye slid over the moment they stepped in, resting accusingly on the keyblade wielding brat. Nothing but trouble if you asked him, but no one did and that’s how he liked it.

His attention shifted to the boy next to him, damn shame he missed out on that one, still something something good things to those who wait.  “Well well well, look who decided to finally show up. Was startin’ to wonder if you lost your way pup.”

The Superior hadn’t let them sleep in three days. That was normal. He’d kept them up almost a week in the past; they didn’t expect to sleep every night or even every other anymore. Still, it showed in the circles under their eyes and the slowness of their movements how tired they were.

“No, sir,” they said, and winced. “Number II,” they corrected themself hurriedly. Don’t call me sir. That was one of the rules. Xigbar followed very different ones than the Superior. “I’m ready to go, Number II,” they added quietly. They were late, but they had to go soon so they could be back at the Superior’s side on time.

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He kicked his feet up, enough force to turn himself around to sit proper on the couch turning to face the other with a cruel smirk on him. “You’re lucky y’ caught your self there otherwise I’d be pretty put off by that.” Standing up santering over towards Isa.

"Alright pup, get to it then." Waving his hand opening a corridor behind Isa, waiting for the other to step through first, he'd follow behind and keep a close watch on him.

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Off to bed

so the day has left me drained and with a mild headache so gonna get some sleep and be ready for work tomorrow, replies will be posted in the morrow

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Braig wasn’t the best with people skills at the better part of his life. In recent years however, it only had grown worse. People tended to avoid him and for good reason. The bump was enough to catch him off footing and damn near land his ass in the road.

“Fucking watch it would y-”

Glaring up at the kid trailing off as he watched him flail his hands around. The unlucky blonde had managed to start to cut by on his blindside. His literal blind side, which was a one way ticket to his bad side.

With the patch over one eye and a scar torn across the other half of his face, he had great looks to match his winning personality these days.

Staring at Roxas for a moment brow furrowing, taking a beat to make out watch exactly all the gesturing was about as he straightened himself out rolling his eyes. “Say again?”

Roxas silently sighed and rolled his eyes and just got out his whiteboard, writing down ‘Oh haha very funny. I signed: I am sorry that was my fault. Excuse me.’ he held it up pursing his lips. He had yet to have his coffee so his attempt to be polite was likely ruined by his eye roll, followed by the sigh, and pursing his lips.

He started to put his board down to walk around him once he believed the man had read the board. He was sure to leave room as he checked his watch. He didn’t want to be late, but it appeared he would be despite his efforts.

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Oh no, nuh-uh no way this kid was getting out of it that easily. This might not of been his usual stomping grounds but he had an image to keep thank you very much. Arm out blocking Roxas from making much of an easy escape, reaching down to tilt the smaller boy's head up so he could get a good look at him. Leaning down a bit closer, using his freehand to tilt his eyepatch up away from his face, revealing the gaping fleshy mess of where an eye once was. Yeah someone a bit better off might have a glass eye to make it a bit less off-putting to look at, but honestly, he didn't want one even if he could manage it.

"At a risk of being the butt of things, can't say I've seen you around kid, got a name?"

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The long haired blond silently sighed, heading to the book store he was currently working at. The boy had been born mute, but it hadn’t stopped him from moving out on his own. The blue eyed boy heard things more often than not, that others didn’t. He listened to everyone, and everything. Just because he couldn’t speak didn’t mean he was stupid.

He was lost in his own thoughts when he ran into someone and quickly signed an apology. [I’m sorry that was my fault. Excuse me.] 

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Braig wasn't the best with people skills at the better part of his life. In recent years however, it only had grown worse. People tended to avoid him and for good reason. The bump was enough to catch him off footing and damn near land his ass in the road.

"Fucking watch it would y-"

Glaring up at the kid trailing off as he watched him flail his hands around. The unlucky blonde had managed to start to cut by on his blindside. His literal blind side, which was a one way ticket to his bad side.

With the patch over one eye and a scar torn across the other half of his face, he had great looks to match his winning personality these days.

Staring at Roxas for a moment brow furrowing, taking a beat to make out watch exactly all the gesturing was about as he straightened himself out rolling his eyes. "Say again?"

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They were late getting to the Grey Room–the Superior had kept them longer than usual, and they had to shower and change the bandages on their latest punishment. But they were there by the time the last of the Nobodies left, a look of apprehension on their face as they approached the Freeshooter.

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Xigbar rested in his place, sprawled across the entirety of one of the couches, finger twirling in bored circles, one of his arrowguns rotating in the air in the same movement as his finger. A single golden eye slid over the moment they stepped in, resting accusingly on the keyblade wielding brat. Nothing but trouble if you asked him, but no one did and that’s how he liked it.

His attention shifted to the boy next to him, damn shame he missed out on that one, still something something good things to those who wait.  "Well well well, look who decided to finally show up. Was startin’ to wonder if you lost your way pup."

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“Thanks, you’re helpful. And five minutes late!” (Xigbar)

“Well what can I say? If I start being /too/ useful around here people’ll actually expect somethin from me and we can’t go havin that now can we?” Letting out an all too pleased with himself laugh, reveling in the general pain in the backend he was and probably always would be.“Y’ get what y pay for after all.”

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“ I don’t pay you.”

He told him with a scoff running his hand through red spikes as he gave the other a look, green eyes bright and very very annoyed with the gunner.

“ Next time I might confuse you with an enemy if you are late to the party again. Then I won’t care if I light you up like a christmas tree. ”

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“See, theres your problem right there.” Grinning ear to ear sauntering up over to Axel, either oblivious to or ignoring the other nobody’s irritation with him. It was a talent of his it would seem. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d been on the reciving end of ‘friendly’ fire and he was sure it wouldn’t be the last even if he did try it. “So whats so bad you can’t just clean up on your own huh?”

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So had some personal stuff to attend to (Yeah i know i picked a great freakin time to start this blog) but starting tomorrow things should be a bit more stable for me to actually get started on some stuff, for now doing the few replies and keeping things calm for myself

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Freakin power out

welp the night was most wasted waiting for that to get itself sorted, and now its time for bed- just letting everyone know i wasn’t ignoring you all

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“Thanks, you’re helpful. And five minutes late!” (Xigbar)

“Well what can I say? If I start being /too/ useful around here people’ll actually expect somethin from me and we can’t go havin that now can we?” Letting out an all too pleased with himself laugh, reveling in the general pain in the backend he was and probably always would be.“Y’ get what y pay for after all.”

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