#follower starter

[grimmmedic]

Itsvinzenzdarling

Aldrich grumbled to himself as he set his Medipack into his locker, letting out a silent breath of relief as the heavy piece of equipment was removed; it was larger then a regular Medic’s, nearing about twenty-five kilos with the tanks of medigun fumes full. 

The ARC Medic popped his neck, tilting his head to one side and then the other, before reaching into the locker and removing his gun cleaning kit. He side-stepped a pair of Scouts comparing their both equally scrawny forearms, before finding a bench and starting to clean his Lugers, one leg stretched out lazily in front of him as he worked, appearing almost relaxed while the remainder of the team talked about the most recent battle.

[orianna-ozpin]

@aquxtic-beast started following you

“ what kind of creature is this?! My bullets don’t work on him.” Orianna dodged to the side, evading a close claw attack from a large demon that attacked her. She had her rifle in her hands and aimed at the demon again, shooting at it’s head. 

For a moment the demon’s head was blown off and she had some air to breathe. “ What is that..?” She squints her eyes at the fallen creature and proceeds to walk through the unknown place she stumbled upon. She hoped to encounter a local of this place so she could at least get some answers. She wasn’t aware that the demon she had killed was regenerating its head.

Orianna could sense someone, something human nearby. She lifts her rifle up to look through the scope and sees a man not far away. The sniper takes this chance and runs towards him, “ Hello? A-are you by any chance-- a local here?” She asks, keeping her sniper rifle behind her.

[hatesdangling]

@outatheway followed

  “So you think you can just waltz over here to our side of the Outlands and there’d be no problem? You got a lot of nerve, cub.” 

[fourcolxr]

@iamclearlyawizard started following you

“ I’m my own medic.. I really don’t need any help. Please, go along with whatever it is you were doing. I don’t want to waste your time.”

[nextgendreemurrs]

Home-under-the-mountain started following!

"Howdy! How are you today?" The goat smiled.

@home-under-the-mountain

[haleiisms]

She wasn’t exactly sure how it happened, but one minute she was in the foundry and the next she was in a large space full of technology. Admittedly she wanted to run round and inspect it all, but she was going with her first instinct of checking out her surroundings and making sure she wasn’t in danger. As she turned on the spot she saw a huge sign in silver letters reading DEO.  She remembered Barry talking about the DEO but couldn’t get the information together in her, like her cells were scrambled. It was then that the jump from one world to another hit her. Her body sunk to the floor, her eyes closing as the effects of world jumping hit her like a ton of bricks. 

- follower starter for @titanshope -

[thelayersoffear]

“What is this, a fellow artist? Someone told me about you...”

[grimmmedic]

Pauling-Charlotte

Saturdays at Coldfront always dawned bright and cold. The sunlight this far north was usually more white then yellow, offering light, but precious little warmth. However, for someone from central Europe, Aldrich very much preferred the snowy battlefield of Coldfront to the sunbaked warzones of Dustbowl and the gravel pits much further south. 

And while it was early, Aldrich was quite happy to enjoy the peace and quiet as his teammates sleep in. He sat at the kitchen table in the mess, savoring a cup of steaming coffee and allowing the caffiene to slowly settle into his bloodstream. He would get breakfast started in a bit, when he was more awake.