SPOILERS This is found after successfully rescuing Sir Hammerlock. He is okay. He and Winny are reunited.
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SPOILERS This is found after successfully rescuing Sir Hammerlock. He is okay. He and Winny are reunited.
Rhys's echo log picture.
Anyone got Rhys's echo log picture with good quality ? I could really really use it.
Echo Log 008
“The first night on Sanctuary 3 I got lost. Ended up wandering around for an hour before finding my room again. This is kind of like that, I guess.”
WHY IS IT CALLED FLESH
Hewwo! Can I get a promo? I’m a nonbinary self shipper who mainly posts Borderlands and Pokemon stuff. I’ll be ur cursed mutual!
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Yooo what’s this? Aah, just a small and quick thing to slowly ease back into writing. I forgot how much fun writing Jack and Rhys is. So so much fun. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did! also fuck titles because this is really just a small, un-beta’d and unpolished thing I wrote within an hour
Word count: 700 Characters: Handsome Jack, Rhys Ships: none Trigger Warning for gore!
Rhys had as much trouble peeling his eyes away from the carnage as Jack had trouble holding back his… joy?
“Hello, "dear” sister. I’m sure that necrotic lump of tissue you call a hear skipped a beat when I opened your condescending message. As PLEASED as I would be to have your emotionless, creature-murdering presence in my home, I must respectfully decline your request to be housed in my mobile surveying platform during your quote-unquote holiday on Pandora. Indeed, I would be delighted if we never came within a thousand miles of one another.
By all means, spend some of mum and dad’s blood money on a ticket. By all means, indiscriminately murder the wondrous creatures I came here to study. By all means, get your butlers to carry you around in a palanquin sewed from the skins of crying children!
But don’t you DARE presume to be worthy of my presence after the DECADES of teasing and torment you put me through! I WANT NOTHING! TO DO! WITH YOU! SINCERELY, SIR HAMMERLOCK!“
Echo Log 005
“What, you guys thought I was russian? Nah, I was just messing with you.”