#fxtzroy

[vigilantehacktavist]

@fxtzroy

“... The hell kind of gun is that? Automatics have improved over the years, you know. They don’t need those perforated muzzles anymore.”

[mahkittens]

[fxtzroy]

Blood clouds his eye from the gash just over his brow, and pours over his lips from a newly broken nose, courtesy of the butt of a China Boom shotgun. The son of a bitch wielding it managed a single, well aimed shot before Cobb had chance regain balance and throw his fire, giving the Columbia Authority yet one more barbecued corpse to dispose of. Though this merits another small victory for the Vox, the southerner can’t help a small, selfish prayer to a forgotten god, beseeching the slug lodged in his side to keep that precious inch away from his lung.

Limping back to base, Silas feels the color leaving his face; the strength leaving his body. A speckled, crimson trail follows his every step to Daisy’s door. He leans awhile against the frame to catch his shallow breath, eventually raising a trembling fist to knock, his voice distant over the incessant ringing in his own ears.

"Anyone home?” he all but wheezes, “we’ve got a problem out here.”

[kingofrapture]

✎ ( maybe ??? idek )

[thereaintnoatlas-blog]

Vox

fxtzroy:

Atlas knocked at the doorframe as he entered the shack, bending his neck to get through. He was handsome, he knew, and he made sure it was clear, running a hand through his dark hair and flipping it back into brilliant blue eyes.  "Sorry t'interrupt, miss," he said, knowing full well that it was obvious who he was. He was the Voice of the People, the leader of the rebellion against Ryan. It was an honour for her to meet him. "I was wond'rin'-- that is, if y'have a moment--" he feigned embarrassment, biting his lip and blushing.  "I'd've brough' flowers if I could, but things like those're scarce these days," he mumbled, looking up at her through his inky eyelashes. He did feel a little silly. Who asked anyone to dinner in times like this?  "I was thinkin'-- it migh' be prudent for us t'get t'know each other," he said, rubbing the back of his neck in a sheepish manner. "Since we're two of th'more important people these days."

[sanctamater]

fxtzroy.

                          ❝       well, uh …  y’shorter than me.                            An’ that’s sayin’ something,  ma’am. ❞

  "I ---- pardon me?! Even if I am of a smaller stature   than yourself, you can look... Elsewhere... Preferably not   at me."

[liiighthouse]

FXTZROY ——

i'm so happy fxtzroy joined the rp scene. their daisy is perfection. they haven't been here long but they're so wonderful and the mun seems such a sweetheart! i hope to thread with them soon!

[thatnecrobeau-archived]

fxtzroy

"I'm gonna pretend this isn't fuckin' hurtin'."

A Founder had lost his mind and let his very wrinkled hand connect with his very hard cheekbone. It left a pretty nasty wound. The gunshot wound to the other's face was way worse though.

Beau hissed as the woman pressed the acid to his wound.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

[thehumansongbird]

+fxtzroy

"Would you help me find Elizabeth?"