Eyes of the Empire

VLD Galran Empire OC, Written by Vin

[sumrakov-blog]

Abandon ship.

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ooc; Hey! Hope everyone is enjoying S5. Just popping in to remind ya I haven’t been obliterated or anything. My creative juice is in the negatives is all.

You can find me shitposting on my Twitter if you wanna keep in touch. It’s @srt_reno!

Hope you’re all well. 💕

[the-stray-liger]

Voltron Legendary Defender: A summary

[kateilluminate]

[sumrakov-blog]

ooc;; hahahaha TOLD YA i wasnt dead! work has just been crazy. its holiday season, and i work at a packing/shipping place, so ill just let you imagine how wild its been for me.

in the meantime, @tiildeath pulled an awesome and whipped up a proper ref for my awful space gremlin! now you guys actually know wtf youre looking at! a terrible, villain-goatee’d menace. with weird feet and a fuzzy bum.

i might update this post w/ a readmore of his actual bio later, so its easier to access.

[sumrakov-blog]

Bad habits? Me? Never.

Tagged by @tiildeath

Swearing | Fingernail chewing | Slouching | Slurring | Drinking* | Smoking | Drugs | Impulse decisions | Obsessive checking | Bad time management | Slang | Poor grammar | Overworking | Slacking off | Over sleeping | Under sleeping | Skin picking | Poor eye contact | Lying | Rambling | Skipping breakfast | Junk food | Self-criticism | Procrastinating | Day dreaming | Forgetful | Envious | Jealous | Gossiper | Drama seeking | Secret teller | Spitting | Lip licking | Lip chewing | Drinking from the bottle | Yelling | Poor hygiene | Impatient | Hot headed | Biased | Complaining | Scab picking | Cheek biting | Teeth gnashing | Stealing** | Scamming | Speeding | Hair pulling | Large ego | Eavesdropping*** | Exaggerating | Fidgeting | Free loading | Littering | One-Upping | Whining | Borrowing without returning | Unnecessary Aggression | Talking during performances | Plagiarism | Copying | Glaring | Spacing out | Ignoring | Over critical | Messy | Hateful | Overly Prideful | Competitive 

*In the comfort of his own quarters. Rarely, if ever, with others.

**Had extremely sticky fingers as a young recruit, but it was quickly beat out of him.

***Hard not to hear everything with those big ears. He’s constantly listening for anything...suspect.

[sumrakov-blog]

ooc;; hahahaha TOLD YA i wasnt dead! work has just been crazy. its holiday season, and i work at a packing/shipping place, so ill just let you imagine how wild its been for me.

in the meantime, @tiildeath pulled an awesome and whipped up a proper ref for my awful space gremlin! now you guys actually know wtf youre looking at! a terrible, villain-goatee’d menace. with weird feet and a fuzzy bum.

i might update this post w/ a readmore of his actual bio later, so its easier to access.

[sumrakov-blog]

ooc;; not deaddead just braindead. will try to get back on track soon!

[thefabulousweirdtrotters]

Just a bat eating watermelon in bed

Have a good day everyone!  

[sumrakov-blog]

ooc;; tfw your muse is active but youre too braindead for words

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ooc;; getting hooked on this fandom so fast is bad for my health. id stay up another three hours to watch you guys goof around if i could. alas, its time for sleep. gnight!

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There are cave-dwellers are bickering at each other and I’m out of popcorn? What did I do to deserve such a fate?

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rebelcourtesan:

Her background was safer territory as it was public knowledge to any Galra who was curious enough to search their prisoner and slave records.  It was how she told her story that mattered.  Short story, she was kidnapped by a scouting party during after the Blue Lion left Earth.  After weeks of being tested, poke, prodded, and questioned, the Druids were finished with her and it would have been a short stint in the arena before having her head caved in by a violent opponent if Zenana hadn’t stepped in and claimed her as new Courtesan.  It was a new kind of hell.

But she couldn’t tell him that.  “I was found on Earth and brought into the Empire.  I found my home here in Zenana.”

If he wanted the nitty gritty details, he can look them up.  She leans forward and offers to refill his glass, “If you don’t like this brand, I can fetch something else.  I think we have Emperor’s Blood.”  A popular vintage with the elites and a stronger alcoholic content.   

Sumrakov hums in thought. Clever lady, this one. He already knew all this of course, and already knew all there was to know about the other courtesans flaunting their stuff around the station. Command had suspicions one of them was behind the leaked information, so Sumra was going to work his way through them one by one. The human had piqued his interest the most, however. Their species--if the Paladins were anything to go by--was certainly more...tenacious than most.

He chalked that up to their kind’s lack of experience with the Empire as a whole. Most other species had long, long since been beaten into submission but the humans still had an illusion of freedom on their little spit of sand in the universe. That would change, though. He knew it would.

“Straight from Earth, hm? Must have been quite the surprise. Your species is still very new to space, or so I’ve heard.”

The Galra smiles at her suggestion. Trying to get me drunk, are you?

“This is fine. I can drink myself stupid back home. It’s far from what I’m here for.”

[sumrakov-blog]

Flicks him on the ear. >:I

The Lieutenant flinches, one hand immediately darting up to protect his ear from further assault.

“Ow–! Hello to you too, Kas.”

[goofbcll]

010

for @sumrakov

    “Ow!”

Hunk had his fair share of enemies headbutting him. He could normally take it. But this… This made him stagger back. His hand reaching up to his forehead to rub it. Sheesh! What is their head made of? Bricks? That really hurt! He held up his bayard up to defend himself.

“Stand back!” His bayard shone. Turning itself into a canon and having it trained onto the Galra.

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Headbutting what was arguably the sturdiest member of the Voltron Paladins was definitely going on Sumra’s “Bad Ideas” list in the future, but he had do something to get the damn human to back off. It seemed to work for the most part, but now he was staring down the barrel of a significantly more dangerous problem.

“How about I do you one better?”

In a blur of motion the Galra leaps clean over the the other male before whirling around to try and plant a good, solid kick to Hunk’s back. If he could just get this kid down he might stand a better chance on his own.

Otherwise, it was probably time to run.

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Reblog this if you're open to people messaging you to discuss plotting for RPs

Because, you know, there are shy people that need this clarification 😖😳

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ooc;; ill wait and do actual responses when i get home and have editable reblogs again