#welcometolowtown

[sebastianshaw]

welcometolowtown replied to your post “oh man, I’m doing a post on Kwannon/Revanche for my OOC blog...”

REVANCHE

YAAAS! <3

[techmaestro]

FACT

Send me “FACT” for one random fact about the mun as told by the muse.

“Were you aware when you started following me she was briefly concerned that I’d been followed by a zombie on fire due to your icon? She’s since resolved those feelings, but it never fails to amuse me that it was the case.”

[thecorteztwins]

welcometolowtown replied to your post “Fabian Cortez: Dickless Wonder”

THIS IS UTTERLY MAGICAL. HEADCANON ACCEPTED.

ISN’T IT JUST? EEE I’M SO GLAD YOU APPROVE <333

[canadianmoon-blog]

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[nearmintcondition]

1984--Logan

That morning, I woke up and knew something was different. There was something in the air as soon as I opened my eyes. The apartment was silent, still, so quiet that the incessant dripping of the sink faucet all the way in the kitchen felt loud and abrupt. Slowly, I sat up, the blankets bunching around my hips. There were tell-tale signs to show me I was alone. Logan's hat and boots were missing from beside the door across the apartment--I could see from the open doorway of my room. The scent of stale stogies wasn't choking me, or mingling with the scent of fresh coffee. He'd gone out, probably for groceries. We both ate like beasts.

But that wasn't the problem. Standing, I went to the window, blankets falling away, leaving me clothed in only my striped cotton pajama bottoms. It was almost domestic enough to make me forget I was Captain America, and that I was trying to start a revolution against a raging maniac that had taken over my country. It was nice to imagine a normal life with a family, but that life wasn't for me. Logan and I had fought together for years against the tyranny of imposing dictators, but we were getting older--at least I was, however slowly, and the older I grew, the more I knew fighting wouldn't solve anything.

I remember that day because the streets were as quiet as my apartment. No children played on the curb, and the shops hadn't opened from what I could tell. The sirens started to wail. The soldiers came around the corner soon after. The only surprise I felt was the fact that I wasn't surprised at all. For the last few days I had expected this, and if he was honest, so had Logan. Anticipating what was coming next, hearing the heavy boots stomping in unison nearby, I quickly snatched a piece of scrap paper and a pen and scribbled a note down in messy writing.

Before I could turn to get dressed, the front door burst open, and a smoke bomb was throne in. Pepper spray filling the room--choking me, my eyes on fire. I already couldn't see, but I hadn't anticipated a flash bomb, and now I was not only blind, but deaf. These men were prepared. They knew how to take me down. Hit hard, hit fast, keep me stunned and disoriented. The next thing I knew, the all too familiar feeling of the butt of a rifle hit between my shoulderblades, sending me down hard.

I was dragged out into the street and the squad circled me, beating me before I had a chance to fight back. I felt their feet kicking at my ribs, my gut, my back. One boot connected with my face and I saw stars. Looking up, I forced my vision to focus through the sting of the gas, and I decided how this was going to go. Fighting wouldn't solve anything, violence begets violence, and this country was bleeding out with it. For once in my life, I would surrender.

                     Logan,

          If you're reading this, they've taken me.

               Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. The fighting

Has to stop. It won't ever end. The people need something to shake them awake.

       They need to understand that things cannot stay the way they are. They'll need someone to look to, someone to lead them when the time comes to rise up.

I don't know of any better man for the job than you. I'm sorry it had to be this way.

                 - Steve

[somebodyknowswhymoved]

+welcometolowtown

 What?

[colxcheeseburger]

welcometolowtown replied to your post:.

This is why I hate sliding timelines. You try to use the history provided and it’s like “…but that’s neither realistic nor possible.” : All Logan’s Cold War buddies have been aged down so much that their history might has well be retconned.

[[And the thing is that because her Kree DNA likely slows her aging anyway, reasonably she can be 60 and still look the way she does, as long as she got turned into her half-Kree self by the time she was, like, 30, but her backstory was all written after she got turned into a Kree anyway. The writers just really did not think about realism with her rank in the slightest. Especially since you still have to fit in her time with NASA, too. You meet her when she's security head for NASA, if I'm not mistaken, but then her Air Force history is filled in later.]]

[iamrockandwheat]

Questions meme tagged by dr-laufeyson

not-a-mailman:

RULES: 1. Post the rules. 2. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in the post then make new ones. 3. Tag 11 people and link them to your post. 4. Let them know you tagged them.

1) What got you into role-playing?

I started way back in 2006 when I was on forums. Man, those were the days. Weird days. It was the same time I got into cosplay.

2) What would you consider your best trait?

I will laugh at your dumbest jokes. You can feel hilarious around me.

3) Do you have a favorite song? What is it?

Poison Apple by Charlene Kaye

4) Tell me how you met your best friend/significant other.

I have no significant other, so I will tell you how I met my first friend. We were little kids in Korea, she lived in Apartment building F and I lived in D. Our parents were teachers at Seoul Foreign School and we hung out together every day and got in wicked amounts of trouble until she left for Michigan and I left for Saudi Arabia. She's engaged now, woo!

5) What would you consider your greatest accomplishment?

Being able to walk into a hospital like I own the place, "Hey, Ben, how's it goin'?" (is that an accomplishment?)

6) Link an rp post you’re particularly proud of.

ohnonononono the first reply I made to this thread. Yes.

7) Favorite time of day?

Noon. Wow look at all the time ahead of me in the day.

8) What movie should everyone watch?

Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

9) Tell me a little about how you channel your muse.

I get mad and grow a steel backbone.

  10) What person (fictional or real) would you like to meet most?

I really want to meet Fox Mulder.

11) Singing or dancing?

Always dancing. I do a hot tango.

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My Questions:

1. Do you have a pet? If so, what kind(s)?

2. Who was your first muse?

4. How long have you been roleplaying?

5. Object A has a mass of 5 kg and is moving along a frictionless surface at a velocity of 2 m/s and an acceleration of 0 m/s^2, Object B has a mass of 3 kg and is moving with a velocity of 7.5 m/s and an acceleration of 2 m/s^2, The objects begin at a distance of 3 m, heading toward each other, there is a new moon, what is the color of the frictionless surface?

6. Cats or lizards?

7. Tango or rumba?

8. If you could have any job in the world, what would it be?

9. Favorite tv show?

10. The book you recommend most often.

11. In which direction do Objects A and B from question 5 travel after collision, assuming they stick together OR what is your biggest pet peeve?