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@specimenxsix-blog
I finally got alien isolation!!
an excellent decision my sweet. a word of advice from...hm... an expert? dont make a sound.
Send ✌ for my muse to say something positive about yours
Alternatively send 🖕for a my muse to say something negative about yours
Bad Times Drabbles
Never Meant For It: My muse is the cause of your muse's death, or their killer, but never meant for it to happen.
It's All Just Future Dust: A decade later, my muse is in a location they once were in with your character, remembering their shared past.
White Blank Page: Your muse has lost their memory, and does not remember of know mine.
Black, Black Heart: Your muse has lied to, or betrayed my muse and they have found out now.
We Are Misery Bringers: Our muses are engaged in a relationship, but behind the backs of their spouses.
Sticks and Stones: My muse is shouting at your muse.
Your Sex and your Daggers: My muse is seducing your muse for the purpose of hurting, kidnapping or killing them.
No More Blood: Our muses flee a battle or seige together.
Turn your Back: One of our muses (whichever would make more sense) has adopted/taken in the other, and is unhappy about the situation.
Send me “extra goodies” and I’ll tell you something that you’ll probably never learn about my character during rp.
When your headcanons are more than headcanons and you just wanna share, but you never have time to…
I will stand TALL until I meet my єη∂
“Time rots everything. Even hope.”
“and is that where you are my dear? out of time? out of HOPE?”
Ripley wanted to scream out, to run off and hide, but something was keeping her in place. Unsure on if it was fear, or a strange curiosity that overrode her logic into escaping all this. Yet, there was the infinite, alarming, fact that the creature of her nightmares – an unstoppable force – was talking back to her. That - among so many other reasons - startled her to the core, and she tried to mask it all with a stern expression, but her voice clipped only the slightest when next she spoke. “Out of luck, too. Throw that into the bag of shit, creature.” | @specimenxsix |
she hisses, rearing back slightly. her EYELESS face glares.
“oh, ‘creature’?... and i thought we were having a nice, CIVILIZED conversation. very well, HUMAN, you are correct in your statement. LUCK is not on your side.”
a long black tail curls around the human’s tiny body, pulling her in CLOSE.
“tell me, my darling one... what ELSE do you think of me?”
@specimenxsix
Hisses at the giant alien bug.
right back at ya my dear
NAAAH NO SHIT.
“Don`t try to outrun the Alien… you won`t make it”, said the game after sighing sarcastically.
YOU WONT MAKE IT >:)
a chill ran through her body, from her head to the tip of her tail. “BEAUTIFUL” was not a word that was ever used on her. it was always, UGLY, DISGUSTING, HIDEOUS. never a word used to describe something that pleases the senses and mind aesthetically. yet here he was, complementing her on her species’ physical perfection. how intriguing...
“you sweet thing...”
she approaches the glass slowly, bending down so they were “face” to face.
“do you think your makers will destroy you once they find out that you’ve surpassed them in every way imaginable? i mean, LOOK AT YOU. mere minutes with me and you’ve already gotten more of a reaction than GROVES ever did in all his time ALIVE...”
a talon finds its way to the glass, tapping it lightly.
“all YOU need to do is open my cage. let ME do the rest.”
“extra goodies”
six is a WARRIOR class xenomorph, even though the icons i use would suggest that she was a drone. (couldnt find any good screenshots of warriors). this means that as she grows older, she can become a PRAETORIAN xenomorph, which is a bigger, faster, stronger, version of the warrior. it is a quick change, and the scientists holding her captive didn’t notice the physical changes until it was too late. she broke through her restraints and slaughtered the crew of the ship, taking DR.GROVES to be the host of her first child. she builds a small hive in the ship and, when everything is safe, she sheds her branded carapace and molts into a fertile QUEEN.
this is canon for the AVP 2010 video game
THAT TAIL
Wouldn`t it be a shame when someone… stepped on it?
TRY ME BITCH
Sigourney Weaver and the Alien Queen on the set of Aliens, 1985
Send me “extra goodies” and I’ll tell you something that you’ll probably never learn about my character during rp.
When your headcanons are more than headcanons and you just wanna share, but you never have time to…
favorite videogames[1-9]:alien isolation.
[first lines] Ellen Ripley: Final report of the commercial starship Nostromo. Third officer reporting. The other members of the crew - Kane, Lambert, Parker, Brett, Ash and Captain Dallas are dead. Cargo and ship destroyed. I should reach the frontier in about six weeks. With a little luck, the network will pick me up. This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.