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@slightlybrcken-a
Since I’m too lazy to make a new promo I’m moving all my most used muses to strictlybrcken to start over. The muses I got there are CHUCK BARTOWSKI, CONNOR (RK800), MERLIN, MARTY DEEKS, ED MERCER, SHAWN SPENCER, EUGENE FITZHERBERT AND STILES STILINSKI.
So I’m popping in here to say that I’m archiving this place and moving to a multi under the same name. Just setting it up and will post the new link.
we are the spark that will LIGHT the fire that will burn the first order DOWN.
independent poe dameron from star wars penned by becky, dash only (x)
theredconqueror:
For good measure, he flinched and kept behind the other man, even knowing that even if he got hit it wouldn’t do much to him. The Stormtroopers fall down on the ground, and no doubt the sound of the blaster would be heard even from faraway. “Someone is bound to have heard that,” he warned. Which meant a swarm of Stormtroopers that they wouldn’t be able to get out of, as he was reluctant to show the true capacity of his powers. “I think it’s time to just run.”
“They already know we’re running so it won’t make too much difference.” Time was running out. The faster he got to his ship, the better. This guy would have to keep up. “Come on, then!” And off he sprinted. They only had a few minutes at most before they were caught. The pilot was not going back to those interrogation rooms.
we are the spark that will LIGHT the fire that will burn the first order DOWN.
independent poe dameron from star wars penned by becky, dash only (x)
indie general armitage hux rp
scavenger-warrior:
“No patch jobs.” she agreed with a warmer smile, the guilt lifting somewhat. They could do this, they could manage this… And she had to stop beating herself up about the condition of the ship. Most her age had been retried or scrapped. Frankly, it was a miracle she was still flying at all. “We should keep the copper wiring too, I know a guy who’ll offer good price for it.” She suggested with a casual shrug to downplay just how not legal this chap was.
“Money would help us get supplies. We’re running low.” He wasn’t exactly someone who could judge her for suggesting illegal means. They weren’t a legal rebellion as it was. Their people needed food. “I’ll have someone keep it separate while we fix her and then we can make a stop off. Black One could do with a flight to keep her flight ready.”
we are the spark that will LIGHT the fire that will burn the first order DOWN.
independent poe dameron from star wars penned by becky, dash only (x)
gnrxl
So the thing is done. I made the new Poe page. All...
YASSSS <3
<3 Now to try and follow everybody againnnnn.
we are the spark that will LIGHT the fire that will burn the first order DOWN.
independent poe dameron from star wars penned by becky, dash only (x)
So the thing is done. I made the new Poe page. All current Poe threads here will remain here for ease but any new ones will be now over at the new page. Incoming promo!
durasteel-muses:
“No… we lost so many people lately I keep looking at the lists and wondering if things could have gone differently.” She spoke as she moved a little closer to him and sat down. She took a sip of her drink wondering know if she should have looked or something stronger.
“Me too.” He had to be the one to take responsibility for it all. For every death and every failed mission. Most of the time it was his fault. He led wrong or made an impulsive decision. What General Organa saw in him he didn’t know. “But if we do that, we won’t be able to look forward for the next mission. The past can’t hold us back like that.”
albiionsdestiny:
“That’s rather grim, isn’t it? Guinevere wanted you to look after me?” How much of this destiny that Merlin spoke of had his wife known? He knew they’d been friends, so he must have told her everything after his passing. He wished he could have been there to rule at her side. Arthur hoped that Gwen had found someone else to love again, though he didn’t ask Merlin about that just yet. He also hoped that Merlin hadn’t been lonely for however long he’d been around. Arthur blinked over at him when he saw the magic in his eyes, almost a bit relieved there was some magic in him still. “No, I suppose not.” He knew things would go on even without magic involved and that alone made him wonder if there were many magicians around these days. “Perhaps she will not be so vengeful as you think she will be. Perhaps she has changed.” At least that was what he hoped for. Arthur sighed and sank back in his chair. “In the meantime, until we do know if any others are back, I need to find something to do. The telly is boring and I will get tired of reading all day long.”
“It’s the truth. She did. If you were meant to come back she wanted someone to watch over you. And as the local immortal, seemed I was the best bet.” The rest had fallen but he had kept his watch. Arthur might not fully understand what had happened but Merlin had watched time advance. His magic still buzzed under his skin but he was better at ignoring it nowadays. It was more simple things he broke out the spells for. “I hope so. I really do. I...I should have helped her before she turned away from Camelot.” Damn that stupid dragon. If he had helped her, she wouldn’t have been turned to the dark magic of old. “You want a job?” Perhaps Arthur wondered what Merlin did during the day when he left for his long hours. The warlock had a job working as a cleaner in a large estate house. Small jobs to keep the fact that he didn’t age hidden.
theredconqueror:
It would have been too difficult to play it off as a coincidence; which would only make him appear all the more suspicious. But revealing that he was a force sensitive (ha! as if that was the extent of it!) was also risky. “Just a hunch,” he breathed in shakily, knowing that the First Order would have most likely hunted down such a person. But they don’t have much time to talk because the Stormtroopers (perhaps with a little subconscious prodding from him), turn around and spot them.
A hunch. Something about that was suspicious but he would give the guy the benefit of the doubt for now. Since he hadn’t stabbed him in the back yet. The stormtroopers turned and Poe fired two shots at them. Better shoot first so he didn’t get killed. They needed to get out of here. Before they got actually caught.
I wanna move Poe but at the same time I feel like I’m not good enough to give him his own space. Everyone else knows his full past and I only know the three movies worth of facts. Not enough to make a full about or anything. I got AU verses I could add and things like that but I feel a little like a fraud.
Time for sleep time. Will answer things tomorrow. Pls let me know if I should move Poe to his own blog? Cause my son is here to stay for a long time and I can make him a proper blog tomorrow.
@gnrxl + starter call
The pilot wasn’t used to seeing Hux’s face not on a screen. Some part of him wondered if he really was like how he had been during the frankly HILARIOUS General HUGS distraction but had never gotten the chance. Which was a blessing since he didn’t want to be captured again. His gun kept the other at a safe distance for now. “Well look who it is. Where’s your buckethead bodyguards?”
