#alt muse

[screentimeoverlord]

Alt!

Send "Alt" For a muse I have thought of playing as, have played as or want to.

"Listen buddy, I'm not the one you should be arguing with, I'm just the muscle. Whatever it is you owe Krew, is none of my business. I'm just collecting for him. If you're not going to pay up, I won't like what I need to do but I can tell you this much. You're going to need a flying chair."

[themosthatedbeingg]

alt @a-hell-of-a-time

Where the fuck was he ?? What the fuck did he die? Again?? Where the hell was Roman? Ugh he’s gonna be pissed at him for leaving him behind . There werwolf growled irritably and wandered off not having time for this shit . “Shee-it why the fuck is everyone singing ?!” Peter sighed .

// my bby my forever muse my longest muse Peter Rumancek from hemlock grove I still rp him and I made a HH verse for him heheh //

[modeinthemiddle]

"alt!"

“Remember when this blog was all about me? I don’t either! You never wrote a single thread with me! Why don’t you just put me in your woman multi-muse if you miss me so much? I want an opportunity to hang out with my friends.

I would really love to see Izuku & Ochako, too. I miss them so much it hurts…”

[duelingdestiny]

alt

You can have Lance McClain

Oh no. Oh HELL no, there was no WAY he was gonna let Keith beat him again. He just had to find something Keith was horrible at and then he could win. Hand-to-hand was out then. Even if he had been practicing, Mullet was just naturally better at it. Shooting wouldn't be fair to Keith at all so that wouldn't fly either. Hmmmm. "Alright Samurai, I challenge you to a staring contest!" Lance was a BEAST at staring contests. You didn't have seven brothers and sisters and not expect to be a staring king champion. One time, he just started crying while he was up against the twins, but he STILL didn't blink. "Get ready for those pretty eyes to be put to shame, Kagone!" Hunk leaned over. "You just said the quiet part out loud again, bud." Lance's eyes went wide. OH QUIZNAK. "I didn't say pretty!" He squeaked. "I said PETTY eyes. Because they SO are!"

[pleiadesmuse]

[valkyrietilvalhalla]

@scarredwarhorse​ continued from x

“I require assistance, Doctor. There are not many who can help, but you’re one of them. Do not resist.”  He’s not an especially large man, nor is he intimidating. His voice is still and grave, soft, once upon a time perhaps, before tragedy froze his heart. 

Fries motions with his weapon, indicating Doctor Ziegler should move away from her desk, out of range from any devices or alarms. Angela Ziegler is very beautiful, he thinks, like his Nora. Ziegler ice skates, he imagines, just as his wife did. Crisp and blonde against the blue-white of ice and snow. A glimpse of summer to thaw the winter.

“Your gene therapy is widely renowned, Doctor. I’m afraid my skills lie in cryonics and molecular biology. Finding a cure for my wife is far outside the scope of my abilities. But not yours.”

He takes a step closer, cold radiating from his body like the blast of an open freezer. Not once does he think of his own condition or how it might be aided by that same gene therapy. There is only one thing on his mind.

“I will give you my wife’s files. All of them. It’s over sixty years worth of material. That should serve your needs. From that, you will extrapolate a cure for her, or you will die.” Despite his statement’s cold resolve, there is a sliver of regret inside that he might end something so beautiful. It’s almost as great a crime as that against his Nora.

Almost.

“I am a determined man, Doctor Ziegler, and I mean what I say. Again, I caution you not to resist. You will do as I instruct.”

She’s not sure how he even got in here. The lab was supposed to be secure, but, then again, this is not Overwatch’s HQ. She keeps her eyes on him, her back to her desk. When he motions with his weapon, a strange one that she doesn’t recognize, despite the many weapons she’s dealt with before. She moves as he bids, her hands in plain sight, but not up. Angela is worried, but she doesn’t want to come across as weak. It doesn’t sound like it’s in his best interest to kill her.

She doesn’t speak as he does, letting him talk. There’s a spark of curiosity when he mentions his skills - cryonics and molecular biology - but she stamps it down, for now. Perhaps later, when things are... calmer? She wonders if they will be. 

Angela remains silent until he has stopped speaking, shivering at the sudden blast of cold that radiates from him as he steps into her space. Nonetheless, she doesn’t flinch. She’s had weapons pointed at her before, desperate men looking for a miracle she couldn’t provide. This is different, yes, but it’s still a weapon and a miracle. She licks her lips, her tongue visible for a brief moment before it retreats again, and then she speaks.

“May I have your name? And your wife’s? I am not opposed to making an attempt to help you and your wife. What information do you have for me?”

Angela’s glad her voice doesn’t shake, nor do her hands as she holds one out, for information or for whatever he has. She still moves slow, patient, to make him aware that the action is not one intended to harm him or attempt resistance. She’s been through this enough times to know that it’s better to just attempt to help to the best of her ability.

[gamfcowboy-archived]

Alt!

Wheelie was silent a moment as he considered the offer. It was true enough that in his own world he was on his own a good deal of the time anyway, simply because of the place that he’d found shelter in. He’d always had a focus on his own survival, because after his creators deactivated he was all he had left.

Would moving elsewhere be any different?  Rumble said that there were Autobots there, but that didn’t always mean that they were nice, he knew that from experience.

But Rumble said he went there too, and Wheelie was fairly certain that it couldn’t be that bad a place if he went there. He sounded nice.

::I’m not quite sure just what I’ll do, but Rumble, I have trust in you. I’d like this place of yours to hide, where I can hope no on derides. Is there anything I should say, something with which to pay my way? I don’t have very many things, but what I have I’ll gladly bring.::

He wasn’t sure if it would work out, but he was grateful to Rumble for the offer. ::And I hope that quite soon someday, I’ll get to meet you where I’ll stay! You’ve been so helpful, such a friend, spare kindness you must have to lend! If there is something I can do, please just ask, I’ll see it though!::

[schxbetta]

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