#noctevenator

[the-lord-of-light]

nocte-venator replied to your post:

Soft purring in return from the shadows.

While that is where lurking monsters belong, it wasn’t where he wanted his to be. Not without him pouncing into the very shadows to try and catch.

Even if he missed, he had no objections to being ‘caught’ by the predator he sought.

[alacritysparked]

nocte-venator replied to your post “��”

I'd prove that I'm good at it but you inSIST ON REFUSING AND THEN WHINING ABOUT HOW AWFUL I AM. LIKE THE INSUFFERABLE TWAT YOU ARE.

“Excuse you, when did you ever give a seRIOUS OFFER AND I’M SURE YOU’D MAKE FUN OF ME IF I SAID YES. YOU KNEW I GREW UP IN THE WAR, YOU’D JUST MAKE FUN OF ME FOR NOT FRAGGING BEFORE NOW!”

[firstlieutenantjazz-blog]

@nocte-venator

   Optic-roll.

♪ “Aw, c’mon, Barricuda! We’re stuck together, yeah? May as well party up!” Nudge nudge. Nudge.

[scornfulweapon]

+nocte-venator

nocte-venator started following you

Scorn knew this one. Atleast, he thought he did. Red and white flashing lights, black and white paint job.....Wasnt any of the mechs he knew. Any mechs he didnt immedieatly recognize was a threat.

His throat heated, glowing a sickly orange as fire built up in his gut. Give him one reason, mech.

[knightscustodian-blog]

         nocte-venator has  been  invited  to  tea !!

❛  Am  I  to  assume  that  this  is  a  KIDNAPPING ?  I  don’t  know  if  I  prefer  that  or  a  legitimate  murder,  to  be  quite  honest.  ❜

                                                                                                                              {  @nocte-venator  }

[noprisoners-onlytrophies-blog]

@nocte-venator is acknowledged.

‹ BARRICADE, REPORT. REQUESTING CURRENT STATUS; INCLUDE MEDICAL AND MISSION UPDATES IMMEDIATELY. ›

[princeofdarkmount]

What is this nonsense I'm hearing from the yellow turd that someone's cute?

Just that he’s asking to get hurt.

[screechingtires]

@nocte-venator

It was supposed to be a simple task. A little errand. One Smokescreen could easily get done before the day was over, especially if he speed down the streets, taking shortcuts and cutting through the shadier parts of the city. It was a risky route to take, but he felt confident he could handle any trouble that came his way. His blasters were still installed despite how rarely they were used nowadays.

Maybe it was because the Praxian had seen one too many human horror films, but he couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease as he turned down a particularly dark corner. Slowing down to a stop, a quick glance at his GPS told him that taking this route would save him a few minutes, allowing him to avoid the usual traffic on the main roads. And yet he still found himself stalling.

It’s just a lil dark. No reason to be afraid. He thought, switching on his high beams, not because he was scared, but because it was easier to see where he was going.