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<< So sorry about the silence! After finals I moved back home and started my seasonal job, which has taken most of my time. I love u guys!! ah! >>
ᴼᵘʳ qᵘᵉˢᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ʳⁱᶜᵒᶜʰᵉᵗ ᴸⁱᵏᵉ ᵇʳᵒᵏᵉⁿ ˢᵃᵗᵉˡˡⁱᵗᵉˢ: ᴴᵒʷ ᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵒᵈⁱᵉˢ, ᵇᵒʳⁿ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉᵃˡ, ᴮᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ˢᵒ ᵖʳᵒⁿᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵈⁱᵉ?
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I AM A WAR CLUB, a weapon for battle. use me, and i will shatter nations ; and i will bring kingdoms to ruin. BEHOLD, I AM AGAINST YOU. i will stretch out my hand against you; i will roll you over the cliffs, and turn you into a charred mountain.
— original character based on blizzard entertainment’s overwatch. created by joji.
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Koya loved to walk the hallways.
He loved how his metallic hooves clicked on the floors, how the lights reflected on the tile beneath. He loved the murmur of scientists, how the walls were so clean and calm, how just a glance to the left would earn you the bold expanse of the moon and beyond.
But most of all, he loved how Harold’s hand swished around as he spoke, how his nose crinkled with every funny part he hadn’t gotten too yet, how his gait always had some sort of pep to it.
Perhaps he loved a bit much.
“ Harold, how many times do you think 28 has stolen something of your’s? “ he questioned with a smirk. Between the whispered jokes and eyebrow conversations, Harold’s relationship with the gorilla was an endearing sight for the lab workers. Dr. Winston was a quirky, goofy man...but there was no doubt how much he loved that gorilla.
“ I think he snags your things just to coax you back. You know better than anyone how clever he is. Heh, reminds me how my daughter used to bring her ‘imaginary friend’ to dinner so she could get extra dessert for them. Now she truly outwits me. “ He grinned with a sort of humorous pride, before gently placing a hand on Harold’s shoulder. “ Oh, what I wanted to discuss with you...can we wait until we get to the specimen’s room? I’d like it to be private. “
<< Concept of a younger Koya?? More goofy, outwardly gay, and a bit less dad >>
<< I’m drawing younger Koya y’all better watch out >>
Trick or Treat! 🎃
Send ‘Trick or Treat! 🎃’ for a moodboard // accepting
// Hana Song //
“ I play to win “
Trick or Treat! 🎃
Send ‘Trick or Treat! 🎃’ for a moodboard // accepting
// Niccolò “Nic” Moretti //
“ The ocean knows not of wrongs, just the gentle sway of her blue “
Trick or Treat! 🎃 :0? TOTALLY UP 2 U ocs are hard
trick or treat meme!!
KOYA IS … SOFT DAD…. I LOVE HIM….. shoves him at both nic and siebren so they can all be boyf- pals–
<< SOME sneaky peeks at Koya’s (concept) halloween skins! Special for u stinkies. Little shop, Decay, Plague, and Alchemist! >>
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐕𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒
Jamison Fawkes RP blog cred. x x By Shelbi
<< Me: time to do replies- My brain: hehehe Koya halloween skin time >>
lines taken from various characters and events found in punchline’s game , rule of rose ( 2006 ) . feel free to change pronouns ( he , she , they , i , etc ) & tenses as you feel necessary .
“ it wasn’t me , honest ! ”
“ i’ll never let myself be tied up again ”
“ only you greeted me warmly ”
“ i’ll never break a promise again ”
“ what has happened can never be undone ”
“ you don’t deserve to be forgotten ”
“ i never want to lose you again ”
“ you’re filthy ! ”
“ she follows me everywhere ; it’s pathetic ”
“ you deserve to be gobbled up ”
“ get lost before i smack you ”
“ it was your fault that i got into trouble ! ”
“ let’s have a little talk ”
“ i’ll never get along with her ”
“ i know what you’re doing ”
“ she was writing you a love letter ”
“ have you found what you’re looking for ? ”
“ please lead us ”
“ i won’t lose to you ”
“ i didn’t want to do that , i was just so scared ”
“ we’re still friends , aren’t we ? ”
“ we make a great team ”
“ we have to pray from a distance ”
“ you don’t suspect me of stealing it , do you ? ”
“ i’m fine , really ; i’m not upset at all ”
“ it’s too late now ”
“ we need you , we don’t know what to do ! ”
“ oh , why can’t they all just go to hell ? ”
“ you will be duly punished ”
“ how very delightful life is ”
“ i don’t want to touch him ”
“ why does it have to be you ? ”
“ i’ll do anything for you ”
“ let’s run away together ”
“ this is your life , but you’ll play by my rules ”
“ there are really only two kinds of people in the world : those who take orders , and those who give them ”
“ no one wants to be alone ”
“ where are you going ? ”
“ please don’t leave me ”
“ who wants to be buried alive ? ”
“ today is the day of your funeral ”
@boltheal
“ I believe I shall ” Koya jested, lowering himself into the trusty seat of his wheelchair.
His prosthetic legs, crafted masterfully to omnic standards, had seen their better days. Just hours before, the few Overwatch recruits available found themselves in a tight combat mission, driving each healer beyond their limits. Nasty, it was; pained yelps rang high over voices, tainting the air muddy with ferocity. He remembered most clearly the cold in his veins once the last healing pod was tossed in the fray. He seldom ran dry on the field.
Yet, no friendly lives were lost. Victory left wounds in their flesh, wounds in need of licking.
A few explosions too many shattered the support rod of Koya’s left leg—it lay black and unsightly on an adjacent work table ( which would soon be attended by Brigitte ). He couldn’t help but stare, focused on the minty acrylic that decorated the inner thighs.
“ You did a wonderful job today, Nic. You deserve more thank you’s than I can deliver. “ He smiled up to him. If there was one thing about wheelchairs he’d complain about, it was the reduction in height. “ How do you feel? Anything Dr Ziegler would have to look at? ”
<< For the record, #FreeHongKong and also Koya is from an islamic nation (Maldives) and stands with Mei in support of freeing the Uighur Muslims thank you for this psa >>
“ I’m starting a dad club “
“Hi, I’m starting a dad club, I’m Harold.”
“ !!! “
“ I’m starting a dad club “