I awaken with the THUNDER ... a bold statement to end my SLUMBER

"You don't own me. Atlas does. When you kill him I might switch sides on that." Indie RP blog for a Bioshock OC Name: Jamie Dodger Affiliation: Atlas's Rebels Plasmids: - Peeping Tom - Teleport - Incinerate

[notaliberator]

(( hey this blog's been inactive Forever but i've been really missing the bioshock fandom AND i finally remembered the password to this account lmao.

if anyone sees this and wants to reconnect please message @canineconfetti to get my discord! i miss everyone i used to RP with and i would love to chatter with yall. ))

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(( update i also figured out the password for Dodger's account so SAME GOES TO ANYONE WHO SEES IT HERE ))

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Kevin in C6

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Dodger in D6

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“Don’t have money for the harder stuff.” He muttered, shrugging as he watched the older man pace.

Honestly, Trevor like this didn’t bother him. It was sort of homey. He leaned on the back of the couch, watching him while he ranted before getting up to grab a beer to offer him.

“I’ll hope for his sake he doesn’t make it, fuckers like that don’t tend to learn their lesson the first time.”

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D3 for a Patrick of your choice?

[[ i choose patlas ]]

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General Appearance.

Birth name: Jamison Brett Kingsley Legal name:  Jamison Brett Dodger Age: 25 Date of Birth: January 16th, 1935 Zodiac: Capricorn Gender: Male Eye color: Forest green Hair color: Ruddy brown Height: 5′11″ Scars: Three most noticeable scars across his face, the rest mostly around his thighs and (in modern verse) wrists Over weight: Not really Under weight: No

Favourite:

Color: Dark teal Hair color: Dark Eye color: Anything particularly abnormal Song: If I Didn’t Care by The Ink Spots (modernverse: Kitchen Sink by TOP) Food: Steak Drink: Whiskey Place: In bed Animal: Snakes and cats Ice cream flavor: Vanilla (NV verse: spider cider)

Have you:

Had sex: Yes Had sex in public: Yes Gotten pregnant: No Kissed a boy:Yes Kissed a girl: Yes Gotten tattoos: Yes Gotten piercings: Yes Smoke or drank: Yes Had a broken heart: Yes Been in love: Yes Needed surgery: Yes Stayed up for more than 24 hours: Yes

Are you:

A virgin: No A cuddler:  Sometimes A kisser: Yes Scared easily:  Sometimes No Jealous easily: Yes Trustworthy: No Dominate: Yes Submissive: Yes (with the right person) Single: Yes Taken: No  Considered mean: Yes

Random questions.

Have you harmed yourself:  Yes Thought of suicide:  Yes Attempted suicide: Yes Killed someone:  Yes Wanted to kill someone: Yes Drove a car:  Yes (though driving a car WELL is a different story) Have/had a job:  Yes

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ooc;

[[ the advantage of the emotion memes is i don’t have to color them so i can sketch them out a lot faster

i’ll get them done when i finish my cereal ]]

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Character Strengths & Weaknesses

tagged by: @acreep (sentimentally)

BOLD the ones that APPLY to YOUR character:

Strengths:

adaptable | adventurous | affectionate | ambitious | artistic | athletic | assertive | beautiful | brave | charming  | clever | compassionate | confident | considerate | cooperative | courteous | creative | curious | decisive | dependable | determined | diplomatic | easy-going | enthusiastic | fair | fashionable | forgiving | friendly | fun-loving | funny | generous | gentle | hard-working | heroic | honest | hopeful | humble | imaginative | incorruptible | intelligent | intuitive | inventive | jocular | leader | lively | loving | loyal | merciful | musical | observant | open-minded | optimistic | organized | outgoing | passionate | patient | playful | polite | popular | practical | resourceful | self-assured | selfless | sensible | sincere | strong | studious | thoughtful | tough | versatile | warm-hearted | well-intentioned | wise | witty

Weaknesses:

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic

Tagging: everyone!

[heathenterkin]

You guys seemed to really like my Natewantstobattle fanart. So I thought maybe I’d do this meme for him? I’ve never really had an responses to drawing memes but hey! Why not! You can pick back ground color and glasses or no glasses if you’d like too! Drop in my asks.

[bettafeather-blog]

I wanna practice my emotions on my characters! Give me a character of mine to draw and the emoji!

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psa;

[[ real talk don’t expect quick replies from me, i am usually thinking about how to reply to stuff on here but i have a job and a demanding family situation to balance with my hobbies

if you don’t get a response within a week you are free to bother me and i will tell you how much progress i’ve made toward completing it. ]]

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sentence starters: protective edition.

“Don’t let them talk to you that way.”

“I get so angry whenever I hear them talking about you… you don’t deserve it.”

“You could have been killed!”

“What were you thinking?!?”

“Are you alright?! Do you need anything?”

“I can’t leave you here alone.”

“I don’t want to lose you.”

“If they lay a finger on you, I swear I’ll kill them.”

“I’ll protect you with my life.”

“I’ll never leave your side. Not until we can ensure your safety.”

“Who did this to you?!”

“No one messes with you and gets away with it.”

“I’ve got you, don’t worry.”

“Come on, tell me what happened.”

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fact;

[[ Dodger is absolutely the type of person who, when dealing with someone he absolutely hates but finds attractive, would simply lounge around naked in their living space until they either try to kill him or fuck him. Both are acceptable outcomes, most of the time. ]]

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ooc;

[[ okay so i have four more palette memes to do and three more scissor memes....

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but i’m really tempted to do the baby meme also. ]]

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Kevin + Dodger in Constant Rambling for @voiceofstrex

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What about mobile scissors from Kevin though? Wrong blog logged in so... sorry about that Dear

[[ never apologize dear <3 ]]

How exactly does one kill something like Kevin? Strex had tried hard to get him close to that point. Dodger didn’t come in prepared to stand on their shoulders, and it wasn’t like he’d planned it out at all.

Somehow he’d managed to cover the beast’s mouth in electrical tape, all around his head so that he couldn’t get it free no matter how much he strained, couldn’t even open his jaw. That was step one. Step two was dodging swipes from his sharpened nails, knowing there was nothing he could do to really pin him down. Nothing except...

He grabbed a knife from the kitchen as Kevin chased him in there, and drove it clean through one of the beast’s wrists, slamming him into the wall as he did. Black blood was pouring from the wound but it didn’t stop him, and Kevin’s hand hit the floor already completely forgotten.

Dodger winced as he felt the claws of his free hand rake across his face, creating what would be yet more scars to remind him how much of a fucking failure he was at picking and keeping a happy family. Blood was now pouring down the right side of his face, matching the infamous scars across the left side.

Kevin was straining against the electrical tape again. He yanked at the knife but it was too deep in the wall; he instead drove his elbow into Kevin’s head, as hard as he could, just hard enough to stagger him slightly so he could dodge out of Kevin’s way.

Another attempt at grabbing him made Kevin stumble, and Dodger took the opportunity to shove him over. There wasn’t a moment to think. He grabbed another knife from the rack, shoving it into Kevin’s shoulder blade, pinning down the arm that still had nails to worry about.

He felt pressure on his chest, taking a deep breath and trying not to think about the limbs he couldn’t see wrapping around his neck and chest, struggling to get to his feet as the limbs tugged on his legs. But Kevin was losing blood, and he was getting weaker.

He pulled the knife out, and slammed it back down into Kevin’s spine, between his shoulders. He felt and hear bones snapping, and some other noise that he couldn’t quite describe that must have been unique to Kevin’s anatomy. The limbs continued to press into him. He plunged the knife in again, and again, and again, never quite sure if it would even help, always expecting Kevin to rise up from the heap of flesh and dark blood and rip out his throat with his bare teeth.

Even when the pressure stopped, when Kevin was limp and lifeless, he kept stabbing. Just in case. He was terrified of what could happen if he didn’t make absolutely sure. He was terrified of what could happen if some alternate timeline version of Kevin noticed, and decided to take action. He was terrified of even thinking about this...

He was coated in blood that looked like it had been mixed with charcoal, and it dripped and stained his clothing like fear was coating his heart. He had to make as sure as he could. It pained him, seeing Kevin like this, it had always made his heart ache when Kevin even tried to frown. But he had to finish this. And that mean chopping away at the beast’s head until he could be sure it would be buried separate from the rest. He considered chopping up the rest... he was too scared of spending so much time here.

He felt sick as he watched the space between Kevin’s neck and his shoulders. He staggered to his feet, and left. A shower, for posterity, and then he’d leave the city. There was nothing left here in the Bluffs for him... and for once, wandering through the desert for eternity seemed better than being here.

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ooc;

[[ @weelittlepatrick

i see you

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if you don’t send some scissors from patlas too i think i’ll just write that anyway. ]]

Send me ‘✂’ and my muse will kill yours. Right now. Brutally, horribly, bloody. Just do it.