ain't no thing like me, 'cept me!

i care about the planets, and the buildings, and all of the animals on the planets. the people? meh.

[spacevrmin]

" — the avengers?” rocket snorts at him. “why would anyone want to be called the avengers? that’s a stupid name!”  🐾 @samthcfalcon

[spacevrmin]

ROCKET sighs and scratches his neck. “you haven’t seen a talking tree, have you? a small one that calls himself groot?” 🐾 @plcris

[spacevrmin]

ROCKET sits on the counter and turns to look at her. “so, what did you guys do to kang? i mean, he hates you, right?”  🐾 @babsgordonofprey

[spacevrmin]

ROCKET pointed an accusing finger at her. “hey, that’s mine! i didn’t steal it from some guy just to have it stolen from me. because that’s not how stealing works.”  🐾 @astroboozed

[spacevrmin]

ROCKET greets her with a sigh. deep down, he is relieved to know that the most qualified person in the team is still alive. “we need to leave. i hate this place.” he says and scratches his arm. “whoever this kang person is, i don’t think he should be our problem.”  🐾 @greenanddangerous

[spacevrmin]

— finally. ha, rocket had not missed quill’s ugly terran mug. at all. he leans against the doorway, lets out a fake sigh. “so, you’re not dead. well, i’m still going to keep your ship. i mean, when i find it.” rocket says and crosses his arms. “by the way, what’s pest control?”   🐾 @astromancr

[spacevrmin]

ROCKET jumped down from the fence. “ — no offense, but you look like a douchebag.” the kind of douchebag that probably had a ship. or so rocket hoped.     🐾  @strngesorcerer​

[spacevrmin]

like/comment for a starter from rocket?

[illyana-rasputin-blog]

Illyana had already tried to figure out what was going on without asking any questions, and she had lasted maybe a day and a half or so before deciding it really was not worth figuring out. After the better part of a lifetime dimension-hopping and then not being entirely alive, she could only get moderately frustrated by winding up transplanted somewhere uncanny and inescapable. Now that she had officially given up on caring (for the moment) about the why or how, Illyana had Things to do. What kind of things? Mostly the concept of employment and earning a living. Unfortunately, she barely had a 10th grade education, some issues with authority, and no work history to speak of. The least terrible job she could figure that did not involve customer service was teaching Russian to… well, whoever wanted to learn the Russian language. Or translating documents freelance. Something. The problem with that plan? Illyana had not actually spoken very much of her native tongue in a way that was not exceedingly casual for years (how many years? excellent question), and she just had to track down a few words that had been driving her batty trying to remember. What? She had been keeping a list. 

All of this exposition would potentially pay off as Illyana sat on a park bench, legs criss-crossed so she could rest her elbows on her knees. In her lap were two different dictionaries- one Russian-French and one English-French. After brutalizing some of the French pronunciation, she grumbled to herself, “Are these even real words?” She realized that she was not quite alone, and that last statement might have actually been said aloud. Illyana looked up and smiled at the passerby, albeit with her brow furrowed. “Okay, wild out of nowhere question, but how many languages do you know?”

[spacevrmin]

ROCKET shrugged his shoulders at her. “i speak fluent jackass and idiot.” he joked and looked at her. rocket would never admit it aloud, but he already missed the bunch of idiots he considered as his friends. “you?” without waiting for her response, he climbed on the bench and sat down. 

[dsyjohnsons]

            “  i  JUST  feel like i have the potential to be an  AMAZING  teacher.  especially if it was a high school teacher  -  never mind the fact that i  dropped outta  that shit.  ”   maybe daisy shoulda’ had said  guidance counselor  instead,  the agent of shield considers as she fixes her shield given uniform.    “  i mean,  i  went through a rebellious phase,  i’m totally  IN  with the tech,  and i feel like i have a cool persona that i give off,  personally.  ”    daisy bends down,  picking up a piece of  …  something.  LISTEN,  she’s just a part of the cleanup crew today.  fitzsimmons is the ones who know what it is by just looking at it,  not her.  daisy’s  HONESTLY  just the security guard right now.  dark head will tilt towards the other,  short strands of hair dropping as she speaks to them.    “  i mean,  i already know what i  DON’T  wanna be  -  and that’s half the battle,  right ?  ”

[spacevrmin]

ROCKET snorts and rolls his eyes at her sappy words. or at least he thinks that he’s rolling his eyes.  somehow, she reminds him of quill. maybe it’s the naive attitude. “if you say so.” he says, leaning against the nearest wall. “are you going to keep that?” he points at the piece she’s holding.  rocket really, really wants it.  for some reason. “i mean, why would you want to keep that? i can throw it away for you.”

[henrycombs-deactivated20181004]

Since finding herself in Chronopolis, Selina had been laying low and simply observing the things going on around her for the time being.  She wasn’t under the delusion that she’d be the reason they all managed to eventually escape – no, she’d leave that for those superhero types who seemed to be everywhere lately – but maybe there was a chance that she’d spot something they hadn’t.  With a new day starting and the curfew over, Selina was currently seated at one of the cafes with a latte in front of her along with a tablet.  Her gaze had been drawn outside briefly as a bit of a scuffle broke out, only to turn her attention away from it after a moment.  “Sorry.  You were saying?”

[spacevrmin]

ROCKET sighed. dammit, one more second and her device would have been his. “i’m looking for a bunch of morons. and no, i’m not talking about the ones who are fighting outside... i think.” he said, scratching his arm. rocket had no idea what had happened to the rest of the guardians. “you haven’t seen a small talking tree, have you? a really small one? one that kind of looks adorable but could actually kill you if he wanted?”

[bukaterose]