#downunderdemolitionist

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While other agents made small talk, Eddie sat as far from everyone as she possibly could. She was still a bit nervous about being here; it was her first mission, though far from her first fight. She lightly bit her lip, shaking her head and turning her right hand over. The plates on the palm slid open and she fiddled with the wires inside, checking to see everything was properly connected to avoid any mishaps when they left the vehicle. It was also a way to avoid eye contact and people noticing her distance. They’d try to talk. She didn’t want to talk.

“Ah, shit...” she mumbled, pulling her fingers from the device. It closed as soon as she did this, her eyes scouring the seat next to her and then the floor. “Where did I...” She couldn’t find her mask, she swore she had it pushed up on her head when she entered the vehicle. A light huff slipped from her lips, hands both going to her head as if she’d find it there the longer she kept them there. I may have to go without for today... Her eyes rose, meeting someone else’s and immediately flitting away. Her hands dropped into her lap, acting as if she hadn’t been doing anything weird.

Fuck, at this rate I’ll never fit in.

[ridesagain]

"Oi Roadie, check it out! I stole McCree's hat! Hehe!"

           ❝ Why? ❞

[sentinelsofthemultimuse]

Communism and other Junk (downunderdemolitionist)

The thought that her enemies wouldn’t follow her here is absurd. Whether underwater, or in space, or in the rift in time and space, the people who cause her the most pain will always track her down.

On this day, they seem to have broken with normal tactics and gone for divide and conquer. Friction is fighting Haka, and Fright Train is fighting the Chrono Ranger. Both of these other heroes have been isolated from her as her opponent’s body seems to shimmer.

From the red-suited man, six more bodies appear, all clones of the original. “You cannot stand against the will of the people.” They claim in one voice as they approach her.

She’s outnumbered and out of parts, so she can’t easily build something to tilt the balance. But there is a large junkyard directly ahead. She’s off and running, but only just makes it to the outskirts of the junkyard when the clones grab her.

“Tool of the ruling class! You cannot create your monstrosities if you cannot move your arms.” The clones overwhelm her, holding her against the chainlink fence, three on each side. The prime clone hefts a sledgehammer in his hand. “You have caused us much consternation, Unity. It is time to put an end to that.” And he raises the hammer ,with every intent of caving her head in.

[lacygnenoire]

downunderdemolitionist replied to your photoset “Happy munday yo have my hecked up ass////”

SO DAMN PRETTY HOLY SHIT

exCUSE--

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Continued | x | @downunderdemolitionist

Arms crossed as she shifted her weight, hip leaning to the side. Eddie’s eyelids drooped some, brows cocking to give him a look that said so much more than words did. Still, she spoke nonetheless as he stuffed a pillow into his lap.

“Can’t hide away in here forever, ya know. Could have had someone worse walk in on you to talk, so spill it. Try me, whatever. I don’t mind at all.”

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Closed || @downunderdemolitionist Jade eyes rolled as she walked, her face almost taking on a permanent shade of pink the longer she spent outside her dorm. She couldn't just live in there forever and, while she was prepared for questions she wasn't prepared for glances. She doubted it was anything more than surprise; she was the one girl who stuck to a personal dress code of plaid button downs and jeans. Plus walking around the base in a dress was just odd. Nonetheless, it was less of a fashion statement than a safety measure, allowing for cool air to make the job her glove did a lot easier. Her eyes fell down to stare at her feet, hands brushing specks of dust from the loose skirt that reached just over her knees, head shaking gently. Due to her lowered gaze she failed yo realize where she was going and ran right into someone, stumbling back with a little squeak. She rushed to fix the thin straps of the green dress, one having slid partially down her arm. "S-sorry, Rat! I should've been watching where I was going," she said quickly, words all but slurring together from the speed in which she spoke.

[lacygnenoire]

Date?

send me “date?” and i’ll answer…

WHO ASKS FOR IT:

[X] Your muse asks mine

[ ] My muse asks yours

TYPE OF DATE:

[ ] Platonic Date

[ ] Romantic Date

[X] First Date

[ ] Double date with: ____ & ____

LOCATION FOR THE DATE:

[ ] Movies  • [ ] Romantic Comedy  • [ ] Adventure Movie  • [ ] Animation (Pixar/Disney)  • [ ] Horror  • [ ] Drama  • [ ] Buddy Movie  • [ ] ___ (other options)

[ ] Restaurant  • [ ] Expensive/High Class  • [ ] Small and familiar  • [ ] Fast Food

[ ] Nature • [ ] Beach • [ ] Park • [ ] Forest     • [ ] …and having a picnic

[ ] Visiting a Museum

[X] Visiting an amusement park

[ ] Visiting a haunted location

[X] Staying at home • [X] Watching movies • [ ] Playing Video Games • [ ] Reading

[ ] ___ (other options)

THE DATE MIGHT HOPEFULLY END WITH…

[ ] …holding hands

[X] …a kiss

[ ] …in bed

[X] …knowing each other better

[ ] …sleepover between friends

[ ] …a marriage proposal

[X] C U D D L E S

SHOULD YOU REBLOG THIS?:

[X] Yes. I want to send you one.

[ ] Yes.

[ ] No.

[lacygnenoire]

downunderdemolitionist replied to your post “storyofthislife: I LOVE WHEN PEOPLE SCRATCH MY BACK OR DO THE...”

I'll remember that, love!

“--Really now? Shall I hold you to that then~?”