#team two

[ginkivet]

[statuegirl2d]

I won't lie, that moon steering mini-game was super tricky, so it was super cathartic to finally get this cutscene.

[airguitarwithhismouth]

so, the notes for the new tpot team with the music notes are "b" "a" "g" "g" "e" and "d", so can we as a fandom agree to call this new team "bagged"?

[addynosketchpad]

Team Two

[mor-goo]

Suicide Squad - Incorrect Quotes #15

Harley: If you were to vacuum up jelly through a metal tube, it would make a neat noise.

Abner: ...I beg to differ.

Harley: Then beg.

[sweetbitterbitten]

discussed starter for @harkcr​

she is a wave of ocean deep satin, crossed legged and cruel; an indigo ink stain blotted to the bright burgundy of the room. she reclines, one made to be waited on, an elfen foot tediously tapping the air. she is all but doll with these shivery blond curls and striking sapphire eyes. but the machinery in them whirls, burning - a constant wheel of match and magnesium phosphorus sparked, in snapping, crackling synapses. she is flesh and stretchy sinew merged with nail and screw. the mind is electrodes and human matter. the heart - a hollowed hunk of metal. a more perfect product could not have been made by man alone. only the exalted god of science had had final say in her creation. she does not remember the surgery - only the wet schlick of the knife - and a cratered  c o l d  crafted into her chest. undertook all before the tender age of twelve. now full grown, routine checks and physicals of added adaptive skin spawned from her own once human cells, she lingers when summoned (if only to set others ill at ease and often for her own sport). a sigh, homespun from between architecturally aesthetic cupid’s bow lips and sullen but chiseled cherubic cheeks.  “it would seem our would-be employer is choosing to be fashionably late over unpromisingly prompt. an excellent practice, though, half an hour is the limit one should ever allow such a luxury. even excess has it’s limits.” and with only two recruits in attendance it is an expenditure in efficiency that even time does not have time for. revolutionary eyed reactors rake his frame, glean information and pair it to the daily subscriptions she is assigned. his name, shared or otherwise, has been the talk of the ton and spread hourly by printing press.  “didn’t make the first cut either, did you?” gears grind close to a purr from the distressingly pale throat. “though it seems strange to separate so close a couple simply for the sake of saving the world...”

[faerie-witch-with-the-memes-blog]

Team 2 and 3 suck

[krsa-azula-blog]

SUBPLOT KRSA | twisted wonderland — team two

Assim que voltou à consciência, a primeira coisa que seus olhos identificaram com clareza foi os corpos de Adonis e Persefone. Mas mal teve tempo de sentir luto por eles: algo maior chamou sua atenção. Especificamente, um coelho gigante que dizia que os esperava e que tinham uma missão ali. Só isso já apresentava duas coisas erradas. Primeiro, aonde era ali? Só soube distinguir que o lugar era fechado e tinha uma atmosfera muito, mas muito estranha. E segunda: um coelho-gigante-falante?! Só podia estar pirando.

A presença de outros agentes foi o que impediu Azula de começar a aceitar um estado de sanidade, afinal, todos ali estavam tão perdidos quanto ela. Sua mente ficara entorpecida, o que sempre acontecia quando a situação saía de seu controle. Isso fez com que parasse de questionar-se e apenas prestasse atenção no animal bizarro que dava instruções e que teve o cuidado até mesmo de separá-los em grupos. Acabara com Dylan, Lion, Lupa e Prometeus. Um time ótimo, era evidente, mas isso não fora suficiente para tirar uma certa aflição que crescia no peito de Han. “Cara... Que porra está acontecendo?” Falou para ninguém em específico enquanto se deixava guiar pelo coelho, mas o fato de usar uma palavra de baixo calão demonstrava que de fato, havia algo muito errado acontecendo por ali.

@krsa-dylan @krsa-lion @krsa-lupa @krsa-prometeus