#quickasasilverbullet

[liigamentum]

"Oh really?“

“Yes, unless you’re not up to it... I can understand, Pietro --   the creepiness-vibe that I must be producing... To ever   even think of something as weird as... coupling with me...   Is probably something you’d vomit over, right?”{ quick-as-a-silver-bullet }

[visionofthisworld]

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Pietro scoffed, motioning with the beer in his hand to an almost-full case.

      “I mean drink.”

{ visionofthisworld }

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           “....Well... If you insist this is something                I should do... Then, I shall try it.” Taking from the case one of the many bottles, and staring at the cap for a few seconds... Never before having to open something like this, and unscrewing it with ease, before taking a single sip. The face he makes was something almost comical, and he cast a glance towards Pietro.              “This is absolutely disgusting....!” { quick-as-a-silver-bullet }

[visionofthisworld]

"So, can you drink?"

“By ‘drink’ ...... do you mean fluids like   water and juice, because yes-- Yes, I can.”{ quick-as-a-silver-bullet }

[liigamentum]

Boundlesss - [Closed RP] -

Ultron... U̻̟͎̰̼̝̞l̼̪̲̰̞̥t͓̻̲ṟ̭̲͓̖̦o̱̳̪̤̮ṋ͍͈̹̦̠͖ ... It was the name he had been given, and one he had to continue on with, even if the guise of others were what had to be taken in order to survive... He would forever remain as what he was born with... The mark of his father, and the namesake of why he had been created. As if he were stamped in time as with world’s coming of a new age, and he would not wish to disappoint the herded masses. Coming to a place, far, far away from where he had been quote-in-quote  ‘destroyed’ by his own son... by his... Vision... When he had, in fact, been spared by his only creation... The perfect image of what he was supposed to be, and still... -- Still, they made him a slave... a puppet for their own bidding... That is what they have done to my son. Something I choose to not become! And so, he found himself at a building where he could start to rebuild himself... Pieces were strung together, and machinery locking the parts in place... Having had to be brought in a special shipment of adamantium in order to complete himself... Before the transfer was done, and to do that - he did so in secret... Not wanting to risk exposure to the world-wide-web just yet... Placing the connection in the back of his mind, while locking it with the new shell, and closing his eyes as the transfer was completed... Yet, midway during the process, he could feel something was wrong... Ignoring that, and it was his first mistake - for what he did not realize, was that he was being watched... And a certain group was headed for his way... For the one who had initially spared him - was the one who signaled his movement. Of course, the newly reformed intelligence would not realize this completely until his parade was interrupted... Opening his eyes slowly, Ultron took a slow gaze around, and by now he could tell something was definitely wrong. Though, he was in his new adamantium-covered self... Something about his newly-melded armor just was not clicking fully, as if it were stiff and... just... wrong... The cable was still plugged into the back of his skull, and that he was unable to remove -- Something else was keeping him down...  ⋆ { quick-as-a-silver-bullet } ⋆