#artilleryfuckingrainbow

[heroicfangirlarchive]

✈ {~owo~}

[text]: me and my family are driving to my grandparents house

[text]and I'm bored

[text]let's talk about something fun

[bloodylith]

//what'ch'ya animating boo-balu?

//WTF DO YOU THINK YOU EVIL PERSON WHO INFLICTED THIS PAIN UPON ME

also rn i'm not animating, I'm making my Silm character blog because ECTHELION IS THE BEST AND NOT TO BE CONFUSED FOR THE VOCALOID

[thelithiumprince]

Update+ Cosplay Schedule for Matsuricon 2014

Totally finished sailor scouts. It is 4:25 AM. I have to be up by 7:00 AM to prep. It takes me an hour to fall asleep normally. In other news tomorrow artillery-fucking-rainbow's mun and I will be at matsuricon as Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy respectively. Look out for us~!! Saturday and Sunday we will be going as sailor Neptune and sailor Uranus respectively. And we will be joined by our friend Celina as princess bubblegum on Saturday only~! :3

[pxrtydxde-blog]

+artillery-fucking-rainbow

-- "That was an accident!, I swear!"

[neonsuplex]

Artillery never thought much of the little green timer on her arm. When she was 12 she would fantasize about the day it would go off and she would come face to face with her one true love. When she was 6 she would pretend it was a bomb and she was a master theif who was the only one in the galaxy who could defuse it. Nowthat she was an adult with adult problems like rent and taxes, she had began to forget the little green numbers were there at all. Sipping on some kind of fruit smoothly, Artillery almost didn’t hear the heeling going off under the sleave of her jacket. Slowly rolling up the material, she stared at the blinking light on her forearm. “…ok. So this is happening.” She didn’t know what to do. Art looked around to see if there was anyone else having the same reaction as her. She stood up to get a better view of the people. “Um…HELLO!” She called out to the crowd. “Is anyones elses weird arm thingy beeping or am I being punked?”

[didntasktobemade]

Rocket glared at the timer as if somehow the intensity of his gaze would turn it off and make it disappear. Stranger things had happened, so why not this? And just when he thought he could get away without anybody calling him out on it, the girl started yelling. It couldn't have been just a malfunction; an excuse to finally get the thing removed.

"Would ya shut up already!" he hissed at the timer, scratching at it's cover. If he could just get the top off he could rewire it himself. If he just kept his head down and his timer shut off, Rocket could let this all go. He didn't want a soulmate, and he didn't care what the blinking zeroes said, he wasn't anyone else's. 

[didntasktobemade]

00:00:00

In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they’ll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.

Animals don’t have timers, but he does. It was added when they were making him, a small one placed right in his arm. The fur didn’t grow back around it right away. When it did he tried using it to hide the flarkin’ thing. He never wanted it; he never wanted a lot of things that he got.

Rocket never paid attention to the numbers. As far as he was concerned he didn’t need a “soulmate.” If you asked him it sounded like a con the timer companies were pulling on everyone in the quadrant. If only he thought of it first. He never thought of removing it though. After a certain point it was just another part of him like the cybernetics in his back and everywhere else.

When it went off though?

"You gotta be kiddin’ me! I knew I shoulda got rid o’ this hunk o’ junk!" 

[didntasktobemade]

//hiya! would it be ok if I replyed to one of your opens?

Sure! And just as a general PSA, anyone can reply to any open I may have.