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"Still not fond of the idea of you handling a gun."
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"Still not fond of the idea of you handling a gun."
|| {open rp}
"No, I'm being serious. Have you seen Clarke?"
|| {iloveearthx}
he’s just going to lift the goggles off his face, a goofy smile appearing on his face. “—-…no kiddin’?”
She didn't say anything, but just gave him a shy face. She usually wouldn't have just blurted something like that out, but she was going to take advantage of the absence of her twin.
|| {itwontsurvivemex}
Even though the three were all laying down on their own corners of the drop ship, he could feel that neither Raven or Murphy were asleep, so he broke the silence with words. "Now our lives have changed, I wish that I could heal. Time has taken love, a darker side revealed. For every lie begins, with what we used to feel. Bring my sins under these chains & livin' in pain, under your tears everything's gone, is it too late? Walk away."
|| {iloveearthx}
“i figured out that you like me. which is stupid. there are plenty of better guys out there. especially here. why don’t you talk to them? yeah, much better than me. i’d probably make you cry again because i’m an asshole,”
"I don't talk to them because I don't like them." Nor did she really want to get to know them as she picked up on how they made Clarke feel. "I like you. Is it that bad of a thing?"
Travis has a secret weapon that most people in the camp have seen, but just haven't noticed. His weapon is a wrench, but the end of the handle has been sharpened and it's what Travis will use if he's put in the position in which he has to attack.
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As Tarynn lives in her tent most of the time, she's gotten into the habit of trying to make weapons from scraps and stuff that's found around the camp (when she's not making them legitimately). Most of her creations wouldn't be used when it came to actual fighting, as they're only prototypes, but they're very good to use in training, as most of them won't cause too much damage.
Radioactives || dreamingxofxearth
dreamingxofxearth
Fresh air. No more artificial air. The sun felt so warm against her skin, and she knew there was nothing better than earth. The real home for all humans, not space. She sucked in a small breath as her eyes closed, brown eyes opening slowly as she heard everyone cheering and running around. She giggled happily, her body turning toward her friend's direction as she held a map in her hands. "Aren't you excited about this?!" She asked as she skipped over to her, smiling at the boys who had started running through the woods. They were home. They were free, but she knew it would only be for a couple of days, weeks. Then, everything was over, they would be criminals again and who knew what was going to happen to them then. "We need to find a way to communicate back to the Arc, I don't think anything in there works anymore..." the impact was too hard, and they were lucky that all of them are alive, except for the two guys that tried to become Space Walkers like Finn. "You know I really don't care about anything else besides run around here but, I know we should start worrying to where we are going to sleep in everything because I don't think we can all sleep comfortably in there..." she said before she looked around.