the mountains are calling.

An Indie TF2 OC RP Sideblog for a few GRN Mercenaries (and their family of teammates). Non-Selective. Sort of-ish SFW, but no smut here. ——-—— Please read the rules below before interaction. Written by (and follows from) Pownan.

[slicing-clovers]

OF ALL THE UPNESS ACCESSIBLE TO MORTALS, THERE IS NO UPNESS COMPARABLE TO THE MOUNTAINS - John Muir

Once Mann has found its end, once again nature shall begin. Welcome to the Geographical Reconnaissance Network, otherwise known as GRN— an old sect of mercenary business rooted in now-forgotten branches of the Mann Family. If nowhere else, know that at least in Snowplow National Park, the wilderness and its keepers shall welcome you with open arms.

an 18+ TF2 multimuse oc roleplay blog featuring GRN-team mercenaries ( bio sheet rework in progress ). novella and multi-para style writing and worldbuilding since 2017.

semi-selective, currently mutuals only; friendly with canon, ocs, crossovers, and verses! dark themes may be present. mun is 18+. no minors, please. lastly, please read the rules before interacting!

[uroko]

岡田の半夏生園

[thelittledaily-deactivated20260]

REBLOG THIS TO GIVE THE PERSON YOU REBLOGGED THIS FROM A GOLD STAR BECAUSE THEY’VE BEEN STELLAR TODAY AND THEY DESERVE IT ⭐️

[slicing-clovers]

your tragic love story.

achilles and patroclus.

you’re loyal, brave, and fierce in your devotion. friendship and love blur together for you, because at your core, you crave someone who is both your confidant and your other half. you’re the kind of person who would fight the world for someone you love, who sees partnership as sacred and unbreakable. but you also have a streak of pride, sometimes believing you can outwit fate or hold onto something forever when nothing truly lasts. your relationships are marked by both tenderness and ferocity, a love that carries a mythic weight. when people think of you, they remember the loyalty, the sacrifice, and the way your heart kept beating for someone even after they were gone.

Tagged by: @monmuses (thank you, fam :3) Tagging: @orphans-of-coldfront @redbritishsniper and you! :D

[lost-in-eriador]

in 2026, remember how GOOD writing feels. remember how satsfying it is to get your characters to the point you have been dying to get to, where they will experience the love, fear, relief or whatever the feeling you want to bring to life may be. let this year be the year of writing, prgress and of satisfactory endings.

[monmuses]

When the metamorphosis happens, I don't have any control over it; I don't even know what it DOES! I could have killed you! Maybe that's why I was wounded. Maybe I tried to kill somebody last night - maybe I did kill somebody...

a canon & oc multi-muse ft. DAVID BRUCE BANNER from "THE INCREDIBLE HULK (1978)" TV series. headcanon based, takes from the original tv series by UNIVERSAL studios & the cartoons. mutuals only and selective, please read my guidelines before interacting!

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PERSONALS AND NON-ROLEPLAY BLOGS, DO NOT INTERACT

[innxcuus-deactivated20151229]

Casual reminder about sending me memes;

[missjournalauthor-archived]

If you are hesitant to do so because-

Our characters don’t know each other/don’t interact in canon

I don’t care

Send me the meme

Do it

You think I’m swamped with memes/replies

I probably am

I don’t care

Do it

Seriously, unless I say ‘don’t do it,’ do it

You assume that I don’t want to interact

?????????????????

What the even heck

Send me the meme

You think I don’t like you

Stop this

ILY, I promise

I will love you more if you send me the meme

Just kidding I will love you either way

But really

The meme

Send it

You’re afraid you might be breaking one of my rules by sending it

Check my rules

If you’re on mobile, drop me an ask and make sure it’s okay

If it’s all good, then send the meme

Tl;dr- Send me the memes.

[monmuses]

                        𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍                              𝐼 𝐹𝐸𝐸𝐿 𝐿𝐼𝐾𝐸 𝐼'𝑀 𝑁𝑂𝑇 𝐴𝐿𝑂𝑁𝐸!

    a canon & oc roleplay blog ft. REM from Valve's "DEADLOCK". (mostly) canon & headcanon-mixed interpretation. mutuals only and perma medium-to-low activity. peek at the guidelines before interacting. put to sleep by Toastie! personals & non-roleplay blogs dni

( credits to calisources for template & PSD )

[leafymemes]

Reblog this post if you don't mind jumping around the timeline for different threads!

[memegrotto]

sweethearts headcanons : a valentine's day headcanon prompt inspired by the cute little sweethearts candies. a fun little way to explore your muse(s) romantic side ! feel free to answer all or some of the questions per prompt. / specify for multis !

WOW : is your muse easily drawn to the appearance of someone to grow an immediate interest in them? if appearances aren't their big thing, what is their wow factor to grow interest?

BE TRUE : when your muse is spending time with a crush or a potential lover, are they being authentic to themselves or do they pretend to be authentic for whatever reason they may have?

CALL ME : when your muse is talking to someone they're romantically interested in, how do they tend to reach out first? if they reach out first? by phone? by text message? through dms? what was their first call/dm/text like?

BE GOOD TO ME : in your own muse's words, what kind of qualities do they look for to feel like they're being treated well by them? or, alternatively, how does your muse treat their partner to show that they're being good to them?

XOXO : is your muse more of a hugger, a kisser, or are they a mix of both? what kind of hugs do they give? what are their kisses like?

TRUST ME : how guarded is your muse when it comes to someone they're interested in? do they gradually lower their walls over time or does it all come down during one pivotal moment? what does it take for your muse to trust someone? does your muse believe they're trustworthy?

FIRST KISS : has your muse already had their first kiss? is it a memory they look fondly on or find a bit laughable in hindsight? if your muse hasn't had their first kiss, are they someone to believe in the perfect first kiss or not?

DATE ME : what kind of dates is your muse more interested in? do they like cozy, more personal dates? do they like dates that take them out of their comfort zone and go practically everywhere? do they have a perfect date in their mind?

REAL LOVE : what is love like to your muse? does your muse believe in the idea of real love or are they someone that has a harder time trying to define that?

SAY YES : how easy is it for your muse to say yes to their partner or lover? do they cave easily or do they try and resist for a bit before finally saying yes? what are some things that they say yes to?

HOLD HANDS : is your muse likely to reach out and hold hands first or do they hope that the person their interested in will hold their hand? how do they like to hold hands; waffles ( fingers interlaced ), pancakes ( palms flat ), or it doesn't matter?

YOU'RE IN MY HEART : what kind of memories or moments does your muse hold very close to them? are these moments big or are they small and subtle? why do they still hold them close to their heart?

SOUL MATE : does your muse believe in soulmates? do they also believe in the idea of platonic soulmates or do they only believe that soulmates are romantic? what does a soulmate mean to them?

EVER AFTER : does your muse believe that they deserve a "happy ending" with someone they're interested in or are they more realistic with those kind of things? what would they consider as their "ever after"? is it something like marriage or something deeper?

[lunememes]

🌙 * ― 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐈𝐑 ( a collection of date locations and things to do with your date. feel free to adjust the prompts as needed! do not add to the list. )

a relaxing date

quiet night. our muses snuggle up together beneath a blanket on the couch or in bed and listens as the other muse reads a book to them. bookshop. our muses go to a bookshop and pick out books for each other to read once they get back home. console. our muses play a casual and fun game on a console together, requiring teamwork and strategy. park. our muses take a relaxing walk through the park together to talk and get to know each other better. spa. our muses go to a spa to treat themselves to a day of relaxation and pampering. movie. our muses go to the local cinema to watch a movie together, where they can snack on popcorn and be transported to another world. beach. our muses go to a warm sandy beach, where they can soak up the sun and dip their toes into the sea for a swim or a splash.

a fun date

pins. our muses go to a bowling alley together, where they can play a casual game or aim to have the highest score. wheels. our muses go roller skating together, where they can race one another or skate hand in hand for a more relaxed date. rink. our muses go ice skating together, where they can show off their moves or wobble on the ice and tumble in unison. swim. our muses go swimming together, where they can playfully splash one another, go down the slides or brave the wave pool. shopping. our muses go to the mall together, where they can shop to their hearts content and find a new thing to take home. ride. our muses go horse riding together, either separately or together, and enjoy the sights atop their horses. hole-in-one. our muses go to a crazy golf course, where they must overcome obstacles and get the ball to its end destination. laser. our muses go to a laser tag event and test out their stealth and aim as they try to hunt one another down to tag them. paintball. our muses go paintballing together and form up to be a formidable team or test their skills against each other. rodeo. our muses attempt the mechanical rodeo bull, where one muse must hang on for dear life or try to stay on together.

a delicious date

restaurant. our muses go to a nice restaurant, dressed up and treated to vintage wine and delicious food. fast food. our muses go to a fast food place, where there are no expectations and the company is all that matters. café. our muses go to a homely little café, where they can enjoy a warm drink and homemade cakes. truck. our muses go to a local food truck, where greasy but delicious food is served up right in front of them. homemade. our muses have a home-cooked meal, where one muse cooks the other a delicious and intimate meal. baking. our muses bake something together, sending flour everywhere and bringing out the playfulness of one another. picnic. our muses go on a little picnic together, a quiet patch of grass beneath the warm sun. cold treat. our muses find an ice cream truck and decide to treat themselves to a cold treat. sweet treat. our muses go to a desert place where they can get waffles, crêpes and brownies.

a nature date

zoo. our muses take a trip to the zoo where they can admire all the various walks of life and get the special privilege to feed an animal. wings. our muses visit a butterfly sanctuary, where the air is filled with colourful wings and life flutters all around them. feed. our muses visit a park with a bag of seed on hand to feed the local wildlife, getting to see them up close and personal. sea life. our muses visit and aquarium together, where they can stand beneath a tunnel of water and see sharks and fish swim overhead. sun. our muses find a clearing or a good vantage point to watch the sunrise or sunset together. stars. our muses lay beneath the stars together, where they can try to catch a glimpse of shooting star or point out the constellations. garden. our muses visit a botanical garden, where vibrant colours and fragrant flowers bloom.

an entertaining date

play. our muses attend a play at a theatre, where music fills the halls and actors perform on stage. opera. our muses attend an opera hall, where classical music takes people back to a different age. ballet. our muses attend a ballet showing, where elegance and grace captivates the audience. sport. our muses attend a sports event with the best seats in the house, where they can cheer on their favourite team and have a beer or two. concert. our muses visit a concert together, where the crowd raves to the music and joins in harmony. amusement park. our muses go to an amusement park, where they can relax on a log ride or risk it all with a daring ride. night out. our muses go to a bar where the drinks never end and the party goes well into the night. prize. our muses visit the arcades where they can try to win as many prizes as they can or jump into a stimulation game. old games. our muses have a fun and competitive go at old board games, where it could bring them together or test the strength of their relationship.

an educational date

pottery. our muses attending a pottery class where one muse helps the other to make a pot, hands on. paint. our muses attending a painting class, where they can gift one another their painting or paint one another. dance. our muses attend a dance class, where they can learn a few new moves and share an intimate moment. axe. our muses go to an axe throwing class, where a professional teaches them how to throw axes. museum. our muses go to the museum, where they can learn the earth's history, admire the artwork or venture into space. castle. our muses visit an old castle, where history lingers and people can peer into the past.

a medieval date

renfair. our muses attend a renfair event, dressed up for the occasion and enjoy the festivities. joust. our muses attend a medieval restaurant where they can dine, watch knights joust and have a medieval experience. ball. our muses attend a grand ball, where couples take to the dance floor and let the music flow through them. masquerade. our muses attend a masquerade ball, where masks shrouds faces and scandals thrive. feast. our muses attend a grand feast, where jolly laughter and mountains of food await.

an adventurous date

climb. our muses attend an indoor climbing place or brave the mountains, to put their strength and resilience to the test. camp. our muses take to the wild and set up camp in the woods, putting their survival skills to the test. sail. our muses go on a cruise together, where they can kick back and enjoy a nice cocktail on the ocean waves. lake. our muses brave the brisk waters and go skinny dipping together for some naughty fun. rapids. our muses go canoeing in the treacherous waters of a fast running river sky diving. our muses take to the skies and go sky diving, either together or side by side, and experience the world from above. slope. our muses go skiing or snowboarding together, soaring past the snow covered trees and gaining air with ramps.

an unconventional date

heist. our muses go on a more unconventional date and go on a heist together to bring home a new, shiny and expensive addition. fight. our muses attend a fighting match where adrenaline is high and cheers fill the room. rage. our muses go to a rage room and smash things together, letting out pent up rage and stress in union. graveyard. our muses visit a graveyard at night, where they can try to scare one another with a scary story or visit the dead. ghosts. our muses try to find the paranormal in an abandoned place, where spirits are said to linger. hunting. our muses go hunting together, but what exactly will they be hunting? escape. our muses go to an escape room, where they will need to work together if they ever stand a chance of getting out. sacrifice. our muses perform a ritual with the intention of summoning something, but is it for fun or is it something all the more sinister?

[rpinkling]

Food Prompts for all your RP Needs

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🔥- receiver's muse is offered a warm drink by sender's muse after a long day

🍩- receiver's muse takes sender's muse to a bakery

🥞- receiver's muse takes sender's muse to a local diner

🍝- receiver's muse takes sender's muse to a local restaurant

🍳- receiver's muse teaches sender's muse how to cook their favorite food

🥐- receiver's muse wakes up to breakfast hot and ready made by sender's muse

🧺- receiver's muse is taken for a picnic by sender's muse

🍜- receiver's muse offers sender's muse some soup when they're not feeling well

🤝- receiver's muse takes sender's muse out to dinner to discuss a deal

🍦- receiver's muse takes sender's muse out to get ice cream/gelato/a treat

🥃- receiver's muse takes sender's muse to a local bar or tavern

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ TAKE A LOOK AT MY MUSE + WHAT THEIR LIFE LOOK LIKE HEADCANON PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

their nightstand.

their voice memos.

their junk drawer.

their car visor.

their desk.

their dorm room.

their basement.

their laundry basket.

their sock drawer.

their keyring.

their notebooks.

their safe.

their cup holders.

their shoe rack.

their gym bag.

their old hard drives.

their USBs.

their medicine cabinet.

their garage.

their e-reader.

their center console.

their shower shelf.

their trash can.

their workstation.

their notes app.

their spare tire compartment.

their spam folder.

their email inbox.

their tablet.

their storage unit.

the place they never let anyone look.

their makeup bag.

their phone.

the back of their closet.

their underwear drawer.

their jeans pockets.

their shared bedroom.

their storage bins.

their passenger seat.

their bookshelf.

their suitcase.

their bed.

their razor drawer.

their spice rack.

their shoebox of keepsakes.

their driver's seat.

their dresser.

their filing cabinet.

their computer.

their bathroom sink.

their playlists.

their freezer.

their online shopping carts.

their glovebox.

their toolbox.

their coat pockets.

their browser bookmarks.

their pockets right now.

under their bed.

their camera roll.

their pillowcase.

their backpack.

their trunk.

their saved passwords list.

their kitchen counter.

their pantry.

their sketchbooks.

their closet.

their loose papers.

their unsent messages.

their purse.

their toiletry bag.

their fridge.

their overnight bag.

their cloud storage.

their shed.

their school bag.

their attic.

their photo albums.

their childhood bedroom.

their wallet.

their headboard shelf.

their locker.

their blocked contacts list.

their burned CDs.

their deleted photos folder.

[monmuses]

                                    ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ.                                   ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ

                              𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇

      a canon & oc multi-muse roleplay blog ft. nearly 500 muses from multiple fandoms centered around the horror genre. overall fandom friendly & open to unfamiliar muses & media. 18+ due to dark content & mutuals only w/ generally medium-to-low activity. est. dec 2014

                             muses featured (top - bottom, left - right):            john ward, augustin lambert / the beast, narinder / the one who waits                     reze / the bomb devil, the xenomorph, bigby wolf

                           ( credits to calisources for template & psd )

[busyw0man]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆     𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝

𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬  -  send  ‘reverse’  for  the  sender  and  receiver  to  swap.  adjust  wording  as  needed!

[  recognition  ]  sender  stops  short  when  they  see  receiver,  like  the  world  needs  a  second  to  catch  up

[  double  take  ]  sender  walks  past  receiver  before  realizing,  then  turns  back  too  fast

[  breath  ]  sender  stares  at  receiver  in  disbelief,  forgetting  how  to  breathe

[  hesitant  ]  sender  takes  a  step  toward  receiver,  then  pauses,  unsure  if  they’re  allowed

[  voice  ]  sender  tries  to  speak  to  receiver  and  fails

[  hug  ]  sender  pulls  receiver  into  a  tentative  hug  that  tightens  like  it’s  been  waiting  years

[  forehead  ]  sender  rests  their  forehead  gently  against  receiver’s

[  laugh  ]  sender  laughs  mid-embrace,  tears  slipping  out  at  the  same  time

[  hands  ]  sender  cups  receiver’s  face  or  grips  their  arms  like  proof  this  is  real

[  silent  ]  sender  and  receiver  stand  together  without  speaking,  just  breathing  the  same  air

[  unsure  ]  sender  hovers  close,  unsure  whether  to  hug  again  or  step  back

[  scent  ]  sender  breathes  in  receiver  like  memory  made  real

[  tension  ]  sender  lets  out  a  soft,  incredulous  laugh  that  breaks  the  moment  open

[  touch  ]  sender  squeezes  receiver’s  hand

[  presence  ]  sender  stays  close  to  receiver,  finding  that  just  being  there  is  enough

𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

❝  i  can’t  believe  it’s  really  you.  ❞

❝  i  thought  about  this  moment  more  times  than  i  can  count.  ❞

❝  you  look…  the  same.  a  little  different.  still  the  same,  though.  ❞

❝  i  didn’t  realize  how  much  i  missed  you  until  now.  ❞

❝  i  didn’t  know  it  would  feel  like  this.  ❞

❝  i  was  afraid  you  wouldn’t  be  here.  ❞

❝  i’ve  waited  a  long  time  for  this.  ❞

❝  i  don’t  know  what  to  say,  i  just—  ❞

❝  i  didn’t  think  i’d  ever  see  you  again.  ❞

❝  you’re  really  here.  ❞

❝  i  held  onto  the  idea  of  you.  ❞

❝  i  didn’t  know  how  much  i  needed  this.  ❞

❝  it  feels  like  coming  home.  ❞

❝  i  never  stopped  missing  you.  ❞

❝  i  thought  i’d  moved  on.  i  hadn’t.  ❞

❝  i  don’t  want  to  let  go  again.  ❞

❝  you’re  still  my  person.  ❞

❝  i  kept  hoping.  ❞

❝  i  don’t  care  how  long  it’s  been.  ❞

❝  seeing  you  makes  everything  else  fade.  ❞

❝  i’ve  carried  you  with  me  this  whole  time.  ❞

❝  i  didn’t  realize  how  much  space  you  left  behind.  ❞

❝  i  don’t  need  answers  right  now.  just  this.  ❞

❝  we’re  here.  that’s  what  matters.  ❞

[monmuses]

For once, he had found peace in the base they had been located to. For once, after years of running, he found some method of controlling the anger he once feared to come loose in an area where it could be handled. To be reigned on a leash and have a controlled space of damage for it to run wild. And, in his own way, he could work to find a cure on his own ... if there was one.

Though, there was an anchor beyond the madness of becoming a creature he had feared in the back of his subconscious. Erina, amid the anger and pain, had become some kind of grounding for his emotions; the fear, the rage, and the confusion each time he came in and out of this nightmare and he further trusted that sense of security more and more. And, to his surprise, even his beast found some solace in it all.

What came to test that was unexpected, and unplanned, really. The doors had been ripped apart and ransacked the lab by gamma-fied dogs ... where the Hell did they come from?

David quickly noticed the abnormal changes upon spotting them arrive in the lab, putting Erina behind him before they engaged in an attack. It was in his nature to protect her by any means (he was in debt to her to some capacity for helping him in this endeavor). It was like the blink of an eye that time had passed so quickly; he sent her to the emergency exit, and two dogs managed to latch themselves onto him. That pain only seemed to burn further and further ... until the dread began to settle among the screaming.

His own pained screams began to shift and change among the snarling dogs, and the vocals deepened with a snarl. In minutes, he was no longer himself once more. The beast had returned for a better purpose this time.

Whatever the plan was for her, all that really mattered to them was that she was gone from the base. The Hulk's rage against the dogs was long-lasting, destroying the glass dome that covered their lab with tossing them around like ragdolls, sending them to the hard stoned floors. Not much that he could remember aside from the anger and pain from the canine bites and claw marks that ran across his form, but what felt like seconds was hours. It wasn't long before he picked up the van that he recognized was missing, chasing after the tire tracks.

He was quick in his jog, occasionally launching himself hundreds of feet to cover as much ground to follow her. With each leap was a roar echoing out to the sky, exhausting his rage from the fight with the dogs; it held him with such fury that he wanted to go back. As much as he wanted to annihilate the threat entirely, he wanted to be left alone ... with her. The real concern was Erina, and he didn't want to lose her.

The van itself had stopped, finding themselves at an older cabin that belonged to her. It was quiet, remote, and away from people - a perfect getaway for him. The whistling within the trees and cold atmosphere were slowly cooling him off, attempting to skid to a stop on all fours. Steam was rolling off of his body, still snarling with anger as the heat from the fight was barely cooling off from him. It was an odd feeling, and yet ... he couldn't find any words. Not like he could speak, but with Erina, he could muster a couple words here and there.

He was desperate. His heart was pounding, feeling the stinging wounds still attempting to seal themselves up as he approached her. Gruff, heavy breaths escaping through the cold were quick, but seemed to slow themselves down little by little, watching her with his careful yet powerful eyes. They say that eyes spoke more in feeling than words could, and the rage was there. But he found some kind of comfort in seeing her again. It calmed him to some degree as he glanced at her ... wanting to know she was okay.

And she read him. Her arms reached out, and it brought a curious hum out of him. Slowly, he brought himself down to his knees to get a better look at her, face to face but with a little pinch of a height difference. Their foreheads met, and for once, he felt a calm sense of safety that let him close his eyes, taking in that moment. A low, quiet rumble came from him, akin to a purr for Hulk. He was safe with her once again. With some care, a large hand was brought around her, resting against her back and shoulders with some care; a hug, in his mind, for her.

Gently pulling his head back, he acknowledged her with a quiet grunt. They were safe here until they could go back ... or Banner came in once more. Selfishness held his wants, and he wanted to stay. At least until those dogs were no longer a threat.

"Eri ... going inside?" He managed to muster to her in a soft, gruff voice.

[slicing-clovers]

ERINA CLOSED HER EYES and sighed gently at Hulk's question, breath roiling in visible, cloudy waves beneath the buzzing light.

"Not quite, friend," she whispered. Turning her head back towards the dusty window behind her, she spoke her thoughts aloud, hand grasping her chin while her eyes flitted over the dirt. "Try as I might, I can only do so much with an old research cabin. After all, I only came here out of reflex. Still, if I remember the protocol correctly for decommissioned research sites, machinery and tools are often removed..."

"—but the furniture remains. Of course. That's better, but against... against so many dogs..."

A frown set itself in the doctor's brow as she pondered the situation for a few more seconds... but suddenly, she straightened herself, loosed a sharp breath, and began pacing back towards her messily-parked camper van. Streaks of bare dirt snaked out beneath the wheels, a sight that prompted her to grit her teeth in frustration. No room for tact in an ambush, or the panic that often followed. Worse still...

Her gaze swept through the rear passenger windows, where Charity lay unconscious across the seats— the girl had gone limp after being struck down by one of the dogs, but her breathing was otherwise stable... and slow. She swore the carriage-strap of her laser-rifle felt heavier across her chest at the sight.

Carrying that weight, however, would lend more momentum to her plans. "...on the other hand, we have more than enough vans to use, across these grounds. If those dogs manage to wear this one down, we will then have to reinforce our position at the cabin. It would just be a matter of ensuring a clean, tactical retreat... but I trust you can cover me well enough. We only need to bring their number to zero."

She jerked the strap around, swinging the gun into her hands before leaning its stock into the crook of her elbow– her spare hand took the handle of the door once more, before she swung it open. She turned her head to Hulk as she stood there, an almost pleading look on her face.

"I admit– I wanted to wait for a better time to show you the more... brazen side of my profession," she imparted, a weak chuckle from her fading into the wind. "Shame that I had to reveal it at so desperate a time—"

A sharp howl cut past the dark below the moonlight. As an owl would have, her head snapped to attention. Practiced ease immediately guided her hand; she popped open a pouch on her belt, pulled out a brick-like power cell, and guided it into the open carriage of her rifle. It automatically shut closed, to which she flicked the safety off, the sound of high-pitched whirring marking internal laser emitters and gas-heaters blazing to life.

Her smile turned, dare she admit it, cocky.

Slamming the door closed as she bounced back into the driver's seat, she called out to Hulk, "Ach, whatever. It's about time I showed you anyways!" she loudly invited. "Let's show these dogs what it means to face two scientists scorned!"

Raising the rifle in one hand and gripping the steering wheel in the other, she faced the moon with a hardy scowl, and swept the van into a tactless U-turn back down the path. She led the charge amidst the roar of her gasoline engine.

The night was young, and it wanted for strife.

[rpmemegraveyard]

PSA: This RP Blog is firmly Anti-AI.

There's been somebody (or some people) using anonymous messages going around certain RPC's threatening people that if they don't become less selective and write with them, they'll use their writing to feed an AI so they can write with that instead.

Not only is this weird and blatantly creepy, as people are allowed to be as selective as they please and threatening someone only looks bad on your end. Even outside of the broad debates about AI, AI generated work has no place in the RPC, a collaborative hobby between artists and writers to engage with another human being.

This blog will not engage with people who openly use AI to generate writing, graphics, or whatever the machine coughs out with stolen work. AI's are well documented to scrape different places for data. You are using stolen work. AI generated content, writing especially, goes against what the RPC stands for. End of story.