#bioshock infinity

[ronaldoichiphotography]

༒  Elizabeth • BIOSHOCK INFINITE • @happyayacos ༒

📷 ronaldo ichi  • instagram.com/ronaldoichi more Bioshock shoots: instagram.com/explore/tags/ronaldoichi_Bioshock/

[klodwig]

done!

[dan1702-blog]

luego me piden piedad

[dan1702-blog]

bioshock

[kingspadille]

Me: Wow I have so much salt in my pasta I could probably refill my Vigors

Room mate: You're so lame

[vigoraddicted-blog]

((Anyone up to role play))

I will literally do anything, I’m dying here. 

I just want to forgot about shit going on in my life and alcohol ain’t doin it))

[vigoraddicted-blog]

{Open RP}

Grinding, 

that was possibly the first thing that rung into the stale air of the room, clothed back against the cold rusted metal of the floor and the soft drip of water colliding against steel beams and old pipes. Lights flickered and danced behind closed eyes as pain throbbed into the back of his spin and cranium. Ripples of cold and warm washed over Booker’s skin and sparked against his tired eyes as he slowly floated back into Consciousness.  The tang of iron stained to his lips and his mouth dry as the unsettled air in the room. His eyes burned like fire as he allowed them to slowly open, his body felt shaken, puzzled as he scanned the area before him now. A single chair, a bundle of paperwork on a desk made of wood, the feeling of floating as if he were on a hot air balloon. It took a few heart beats for memories to kick forward, Elizabeth. Familiar. Why?  Get the girl, pay the debt.  His mind turned as he tired to remember something that didn’t seem to be there. The words continued to whisper into the depths of his skull “Get the girl, pay the debt” He could have sworn he had heard this many times before but nothing seemed to show this.  Dragging himself upwards Booker used the desk to steady himself, after the fights at wounded knee it didn’t take much for him to recover. Before him laid a door, he could heard the sound of rushing water behind it, the sound of life. His shot gun strapped around him bumped lightly against his hip; he had almost forgot he had such a tool. It became apparent to him what was gong on as he grabbed the handle of the door, his feet shuffled lightly against the ground below and he took a breath in of stale air. The metal shuttered and groaned as it was pulled opened and the brunette looked into the darkness. A hallway sat before him, a flicker of light showed the body of another person who eyes seemed to gleam in the darkness. “Who are you?” He whispered, he took a few steps forward in an attempt to catch the strangers face.  ((Set in place after the game ended, Booker having to run through everything except with added twists possibly, If you’re interested I’ll role play with literally anyone! OCs, canon, whatever. I’d also love a private message if you have any ideas))

[kingspadille]

Guess who got himself a Booker DeWitt action figure!!