#frcndeur

[eridiumangel]

Javin in A2??

@radicalstimulant

{I might colour this later, so keep an eye out for that!}

[chainedfire-wildrider]

7. Outfit swap w Toby bc you know that would be ADORABLE

     Guess what! She is adorable!! Delta is rockin’ the vault symbol belt too.

[spiderantsandbullets]

@frcndeur ❤’d for a starter.

All sorts of things managed to make their way into the maze of canyons near the Spider Rider’s home; wild spiderants, the occasional skag, and lost bandits were all at the top of that list. Today Morrie had hear from her scouts that there was a guy with a Bloodshot jacket wandering through the crags. That was worrisome, it could be a scout looking for a way in, some actually lost guy, who the fuck knew. Only thing Morrie was certain of was that she really really didn’t want Bloodshots moving into her territory, not when they were such a bigger clan and so much of a clear threat.

So instead of sending a few of her boys out to deal with the intrusion however they felt like today, she saddled up Mim and rode out herself. If a Bloodshot that was expected back turned up missing it could cause issues but if he could be shooed out without getting to the camp, that would probably be alright.

The bandit is met as he turns a corner, an armored spiderant with a red haired woman mounted on it standing in his path. She leans forward, a hand resting on the spiderant’s frill.

“Ya look lost ‘ere Bloodshot, lookin’ fer somethin’ ‘r jis plain lost? ‘S our territory ya wanderin’ through.” Her lance tapped at her thigh as she watched him, waiting for a need to deal with him violently. She wouldn’t if she didn’t have to, but that was for him to decide.

[rubyredbusser]

[Continued from here!!]

@frcndeur

The tips of the pincer shook as Sammy fought to control herself. Now was not the time to be scared, not when her friends life depended on a steady hand. She pulled the bottle out, wetting the rag and wiping at the spot for a clear view of the site. In the dull sunlight that streamed in through the glass and few cracks in the roof and walls, Sammy could make out just the faintest glimmer of silver in the messy cavern of mahogany that served as a wound. Well, one of multiple, but this one the most severe. She took one last look at Tobias, making brief eye contact in his heartbreakingly desperate blue eyes. in that moment, all doubt drained from her, it had to be done now, or she wouldn’t get the chance again. She took careful aim and started to dig.

Immediately she felt the sudden jolt as what was happening fully clicked. Despite that, Sammy barely showed any halt or hesitation, metal yet exact tips managing to connect and pull out a shining little bullet. It was only seconds but had felt like an eon, once out, Sammy tossed the bullet aside, almost in disgust. There was a sound of ripping as Sammy pulled her jacket off, ripping and tearing at the sleeves. She stood up, running back to a small tap that dripped occasionally, wetting the rag once more she returned, cleaning at the wound as best as she could.

Once clean, she used the torn parts of her jacket wrapping around his midsection to help stop the bleeding. She was gasping, she realized, arms shaking so bad she had to hold herself just to be stable for a moment. She kneeled besides the bed, hands pushed down against the wound, she fought back the urge to retch. Sammy looked over, a moment of dread that made her stomach dent with dread. Tobias had fallen quiet, even for somebody with a siren digging into their body would have, but he never was this quiet.

“Toby? Toby-“ she whispered, hesitantly as if she were scared it would break him to pieces if she spoke too loudly. This fell away as no response rose from the man. “Toby- Tobias! Tobias please-“ she nearly fell as she scrambled to her knees, crawling over towards his face, hands cupping around his jawline. Had she taken too long and let him bleed out? Had her trying to pull the bullet out killed him? She could feel tears beginning to form in her eyes. Guilt like she’d never fully processed flooding in her as she reeled against what was happening. She tried so hard to keep her misting eyes from turning into a storm, but knew the battle was hopeless.

“Tobias please! God dammit, don’t do this! Come back- wake up, wake up Tobias please-“ She wanted so badly to shake his vessel, to roughhouse with him like when they trained, to hold him close and assure he was still alive. In her desperation she hadn’t stopped to check Tobias’ pulse nor listen for the faint and soft sound of his breathing. She had fallen into a hysterical fit, hand curling under his head to the back of his neck as she leaned forward, grief overwhelming her. Nothing processed, no sound of the skags or remaining bandits outside, no light breeze of wind, no groan in the foundation of the small settlement, not even the tapping of water as it hit the ground. Her markings flared to life once more, eyes sparkling through wet eyelashes as Sammy wept, her ‘wings’ folding over and shining light between the two. “Don’t leave! Don’t leave me please Tobias- I can't lose you too- I-“ she fell into gasps, unaware of a hand moving up to rest on faintly ruffle Sammy’s rakks nest of hair.

[redjaybird-savedarchive]

A6 for Tobias? ( If you're accepting OCs! Thank you! )

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[thcwatcher]

@frcndeur

“A fight?” The man wasn’t bleeding heavily, but enough to draw The Watcher’s attention to the wound he carried. She could help him heal it but would he accept such an action from a strange, alien creature? Especially when there was a vending machine right around the corner. But, this was the dust, what did she expect from it?

“I expected bandits to put up a fight, but not with knives.” Bullets seemed to be more their things. Apart from the psychos and the midgets, those were the only exceptions it seemed. If he was turning in a mission, it would explain why he looked so roughed up. In any case, she needed something done. Something that she couldn’t do herself and that someone else, such as the man in front of her, could help with. She may as well get straight to the point too. 

“I was wondering if you could help me with something mechanical. However, if you are having trouble, I can always come back later.” 

[balacaliente]

😀 ; Do you enjoy your interactions and rp community? 😁 ; Have you made any friends since creating your blog?

😀 ; Do you enjoy your interactions and rp community?

((I enjoy 95% of the people I’ve met and interacted with in this comm and those who followed our little group over to the BB comm. And I met even more over there who slipped back into this comm too! <3))

😁 ; Have you made any friends since creating your blog?

((I would like to think I have! I can’t be online as much as I used to or want to be, sharing headcanons and stories with people, but they’ve kept me sane in my bad moments.))

[numericalassassin]

@frcndeur requested A4 for Tobias. I think it came out pretty well!