#bunch-o-mobians

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If a pal was upset, what would you do to cheer them up? (Sorry if this is a FAQ)

Somethin’ I ain’t allowed t’say cause my blog is PG-13~ ;) ♥

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Muse Expose: Archangel

Bio Full/Legal name: Evangelina Ka Mafestus

Gender: Mapathis dominant, Anapathis recessive female

Age:  24

Affiliations:  Blackforce

Duration of Affiliations:  6 years Aliases:  Archangel, Wings of Death, Eagle Eye

Height:  5'9" Weight: 162 lbs Wingspan:  7'4" spread, 1'3" folded Species:  Entera Felinus/Falconus Aviarus Equinox Raei Rashnian Natural Abilities:  enhanced night vision, hearing, tactile sensation and reflexes, flight Trained Abilities/Skills:  hyper-enhanced flight speed, extreme marksmanship, feather manipulation, superb aerial dogfighting, blind fighting

Artificial Abilities:  bio sensor implants, neural weapon sight link Top Flight Speed:  mach 25 Top Accurate Fire Rate: 120 RPM (semi auto), determined by weapon (fully auto)

Personality On-Duty: the consulate professional, a bit of a show off, highly lethal/analytical, merciless, cunning Off-Duty:  bubbly, loveable, extremely friendly, can be competetive, showy, often affectionate toward friends, borderline innocent most of the time but can immediately switch to her on-duty mindset if necessary, mildly talkative, a bit naive Likes:  fish, being petted by friends, keeping collateral damage to a minimum Loves: playing, turning off her sight link, belly rubs, dancing, catnip Dislikes: visiting the doctor, non-anthro canines, getting mud on her tail Hates: showers, pimps, most military commanders, seeing couples argue Fears: non-anthro bees, wolves of any kind Phobias: claustrophobia

History Born into a hardcore paramilitary family, Evangline, alongside her sister, Negra, were trained from the day they could walk by their father Kayel, a pureblood Falconus Aviaris, to be soldiers, Evangeline becoming a world-class sharpshooter while her sister became a master of CQB, the harsh training, combined with the near-total lack of affection from their father creating an evergrowing level of animosity within the sisters that would eventually become pure hatred, resulting in the two of them attacking Kayel, the drill sergeant father quickly succumbing to the combined efforts of the twin sisters, forcing him to allow them to leave or else meet his ends at the hands of the ones he trained.

Having earned their freedom at the tender age of 14, the sisters fled to La Rasha, a trip that would take them months, in the hopes that should Kayel decide to pursue, his efforts would be in vain thanks to the dense jungles and wildlife of the layer. it would be in this wilderness the two would live for a total of 4 years, safe and relatively comfortable in the company of a La tribe that took them in. unfortunately for the two, this happiness would soon come to an end as, while the tribe was celebrating a successful hunt, a mercenary company under the direction of Kayel attacked, ruthlessly wiping out the village before attempting to subdue the sisters, resulting in Negra, in a valiant attempt to safeguard her sister, charging headlong toward the attacking force, taking a good number of them to their deaths before finding her own courtesy of a panicked mercenary's frantic barrage, her body all but shredded in a deluge of high-velocity fire, Evangline's saving grace coming in the form of three soon to be long-term associates, the sweet, motherly Basith, the shy, charming Geist  and the walking stereotype, Butch, who, as a matter of pure coincedence, had been hired by a rival of Kayel's to hunt and assassinate the mercs on his payroll.

minutes later, as all the mercenaries lay dead on the ground, Evangeline, still crying from the loss of her sister, was approached by Basith, the insectoid Taei Rashnian placing her faux-skinned arms on the tramautized Raei's shoulders and assuring her she would not be harmed, with Butch emphazing the point with a joking pickup line and Geist outright hugging her. what came next was far from unexpected as Evangeline found herself quickly becoming close with the three of them, as well as their secretary/hacker, Naida and insane, dangerous founder, Bayal.

Extras

her Archangel alias was earned fairly recently as a result of her single-handedly saving an entire town during one of her operations

she prefers to hunt from as high and far as possible

when hired into a full-blown war, she will often tease fighter pilots by flying right above and in front of their cockpits,her figure on full display

relatedly, she enjoys humiliating enemy pilots by landing on the wings of their aircraft and lazily lounging within arm's reach of the pilot, then prying open their cockpits and throwing them out

it is fairly easy to tell when she is attracted to someone as she starts purring uncontrollably when near them and can't seem to avoid complimenting them

once romantically involved with someone she will often give them full-body tongue baths as  show of affection

she greatly prefers her alias to her actual name

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me trying to voice act my most hardassed muse, Daryl

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"Yo, Jeri? You alright dude?" Imura asked, laughing lightly. (Just an rp for later)

“titty much protally fitshaced.....and a bit....”, he hiccuped before moaning loudly, “under the white, whet weather.”

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Ⓐ (From Harry to Jericho)

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed

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❌(Jericho)

“bro, we both know if its a kink, I’ve got it”, he laughs, “but fer know, well, do ya know what Fire Cupping is?” he asks 

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mun must leave

“so...how long before the new band and/or the old one gets its own Toonami slot?” Jericho asks anyone listening “we’ll be basically porn, promise...” he jokes as the mun leaves “ain’t that right, Marx, Immy, Mel, Culza and Ephina.”

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mun must go

“does Toonami work on Mobius?” Jericho asks Harry as the mun leaves