#oddysea

[roguishlydangerous-achieved]

@oddyssea

"Two Western Omelettes, one Bacon and Cheese Omelette. A pancake serves with bacon. Three black coffee." Noah repeated the order from table five, nodded with a smile as he watched the nods from the customers. "Right away. I will bring you your coffee soon."

The moment he turned, the smile faded from Noah's face. With a quiet grunt, the young man peeked at the clock on the wall and checked the time.

Where the fuck is he?

Noah thought to himself. His co-worker should have been here half an hour ago, instead of letting Noah single-handedly handle EVERY single table in the diner, running around like a headless chicken.

That wasn't the only thing that has been troubling him. It has been a few days since the strange accident happened. To this day, Noah still confused about what actually happened that night. He was certain there should be bruises all over his body, yet, not a scratch. In fact, he remembered thinking that he might be dying. The metal bar was no joke.

Noah returned to table five with a jar of black coffee. He filled the cups, noticed a tiny chip at one of the cups. When did that happen? Noah couldn't help but ponder.  His hand continued to move, filled the next cup but his attention remained on the chipped one. When he finally gaze up, what he saw from the window's reflection shocked him and made him jumped.

What the fuck?

For a second, his eyes were RED.

"S-Sorry, I will get you a new cup right now." Noah was quick to react when he realised he has spilt some of the coffee. Yet, he couldn't help but peek at the window once more as he wiped the table. Nothing. Light Brown, not red.

"Dude, where the hell have you been?" When his coworker finally showed up, Noah couldn't help but give the man a harsh stare. "...Is everything okay?" He asked. Despite being annoyed, Noah also knew his coworker wouldn't be this late without a good reason.

[baagha]

“ i’m the cavalry, man. ”

🐯  /  *  FAR CRY 4 SENTENCES.  ——— accepting!

          ( ♛ )   ────    Of course, it’s no one else but KARTER himself. With such a Karter thing to say. Ajay is exhausted, breathing heavily while lying on the floor. The Royal Army soldiers who were about to capture him? –All dead. They even almost dropped at the same time. Meanwhile, Karter approaches him, gun still smoking. This is probably one of the most badass moments he is able to witness. Ajay knows exactly why Amita and Sabal hate Karter so much. But that’s also the reason why Ajay loves him even more.

          “ Fuck. ”  Ajay whispers to himself as he gets up, looking at the soldiers lying dead on the floor. If it wasn’t for Karter, they would have delivered him straight to Yuma. Ajay turns around, his eyes immediately meeting Karter’s.

        “ You are. You are the fucking cavalry, man. ”  He laughs, giving Karter a pat on the back. Then he picks up his own gun and reloads it.  “ For real, though. Thanks for showing up. If you keep on like that, I might lean back and let you handle Pagan. ”

@oddyssea

[roguishlydangerous-achieved]

Matching

@oddyssea because it’s Valentine’s day!

“...Look, don’t make a big deal out of this, okay?” Talos frowned as he couldn’t help but felt a tad embarrassed. He wasn’t usually the kind to shy away from wild acts, but this? 

Karter would take a bullet for Karter. He would fight an army for Karter. Still...This, this was a whole new level. Shits Talos were willing to do for Karter.

“I said, this is my power-” Talos grunted loudly, found the words stuck in his throat. No, he should have never listened to the suggestion despite how much the person guaranteed it could win Karter’s heart. “...My power puff outfit.” Defeated, Talos’ shoulders dropped a little as he spoke. The red outfit somehow matched Karter’s with its own modification to suit Talos’ style, topped with a red cap that Talos wore backwards.

“...What are you lookin’ at? Go bloody put yours on!” Talos growled at Karter, urged him to put his outfit on so he didn’t have to wear it alone. A small blush on his cheek? Maybe.

“Come on, hurry up! We have a date to go to.”

[roguishlydangerous-achieved]

@oddyssea

[rationedwell]

— @oddyssea / starter call, accepting.

          AS IT GOES WITH MOST ABSTRACT FORMS, the art of adventure feels a little rusty to these old bones. Then, maybe it’s just the jump between his old life and what he saw in Haven that makes the Pirate’s Life feel like a past that simply hadn’t been scrubbed from his spirit. But now, beneath a mild afternoon sun and the subtle promise of nothing-but-sun for the next two weeks, he can feel everything he’s missed about this life. Give or take what will likely be the most tedious numbers game he has taken part in since 2010.           ❝  Looks like you lost your touch; I don’t think this place is  p u b l i c  enough.  ❞     Duke all but shouts once he’s within earshot. In a place like this — hot sun, cool breeze, and the smell of vacation plans in the air — no one really cares enough to look past their own table, anyway.     ❝  — Never pegged you for the CABANA type.  ❞

[lavendervcined]

@oddyssea 

It has been a LONG TIME, since someone’s come here. Certain places were lost to time- or at least to the mortals who were a part of it. But now and again, there was always one who was more stubborn, more interested than others. They were the ones who unburied what was lost to time. 

In this case: a cavern, with tributes, with carvings and gifts for the old gods. 

One of them being HER. 

“That’s not yours.” She says it with faint amusement, from the very mouth of the cavern- the picture of nonchalance as she leans upon a wall. Brown-glamoured eyes watch the man with something like delight. “How funny. Last I checked no one alive knew this place existed.”

[dj2xlo]

Un fou de Mpc qui est resté scotché dans les années 90 ressuscite la flamme de l’abstract hip-hop en disciple exemplaire et précis de Dj Krush........Des boucles qui tournent, il ne se passe pas grand chose, et pourtant la magie opère par les doigts de fée et surtout l’oreille experte de Somepling, beatmaker acharné, grand défenseur du micro-sillon et du beat monochrome......Vinyl en version ultra-limitée, attention il n’y en aura pas pour tout le monde.