#calypsoscalling

[balacaliente]

❝ Can a paring knife remove a human heart in under a minute? ❞

“We talkin’ whole or just outta there altogether?”

[percurrere]

@calypsoscalling from {x}

Audrey Aves isn’t a fan of how she’s being stalked and she’s already had a rough time. This must be the boss of the other dipshit. Though this one is much more intimidating and the real deal, a siren. She’ll have to play it safer. Make sure her mask stays on at all times. 

[Look is this about ripping off your recruiter’s arm? It’s nothing personal, I responded to a threat. It’s self defense. If they leave me alone I’ll be glad to mind my own business.] “Aves” had mentioned, her tone hadn’t changed much as her ‘voice’ wasn’t really produced by vocal chords, but a little machine.   

[trcycalypso-blog]

"Why do you smell like up dog?"

The most deadest look came across Troy’s visage as he heard Tyreen speak the words that resembled Pandoran slang. “I don’t smell like updog!” He’d cross his arms, humming. “I just wasn’t ready for it, okay? I know what it means, Ty. I ain’t stupid.”

[eridiumangel]

“Look at me! And my exquisite face!”

Angel scrunched up her face and frowned at the demand. She didn’t back down, though; maybe it was false confidence that she’d survived Jack’s anger so many times, or exhaustion at having to deal with anything similar. Pandora was still attracting all types, it seemed, for better or for worse. 

“Okay... I’m looking. Now what?”

[balacaliente]

calypsoscalling reblogged your photo:#dinner

“Oy!”

[delphicc]

🙄

Roll their eyes at my muse

Delphine pressed her lips into a hard line, folding her arms across her chest and leveling a stare at Tyreen. Maybe the masses in the cult were afraid of her, but Delphine was not, or at least not enough to bite back her own attitude.

“What? If you don’t like what I have to say that sucks for you but I guess it’s fine. You don’t have to roll your eyes at me, though. It’s rude. I know you don’t have manners all the way out here but you could at least try.”

[percurrere]

@calypsoscalling from {x}

[I’ve got a clan to manage, not much time to get involved with new projects that dont directly help my survival.] 

[percurrere]

“ Hello, starlight. “

  Why can’t Audrey just live in her little camp with her tiny clan and make a decent life for her girlfriend. That nonsense that mutated her just keeps coming back. Just like now, her “clean-up” crew had a scuffles with some cult over literal garbage and a week later there’s those same people vandalizing the walls. They painted crude drawings and more vault symbols than she could count.     

Audrey puts on her mask, not too different from a plague doctors, and climbs up to perch herself on the wall. There were also plenty of her men lying in wait just behind the gate. Julia listened in and would talk into her ear from a locked room in the camp so there wouldn’t be much risk of getting in the crossfire. A duo then saunters over and yell up to her perch. A siren and someone that looked related. Audrey of all people should be able to tell when people are siblings. 

   Right before using her implant to speak, she changed the voice. Instead of her default feminine tone, it’s pitchshifted and morphed to sound like the alias she had her girlfriend shared online. She readjusted the sniper straped to her back while greeting them. 

[And who do I have to thank for the lovely new mural?] A mask and a voice that lack expression couldn’t quite get across the scarcasam, especially from where she’d perch herself.