I am the fire.

anger is like fire, it burns it all clean ((Indie Fury blog from MGS series.))

[theflamesoldier]

[muffled snickering can be heard tbh]

[theflamesoldier]

ooc; starter call

YO WHO WANTS A STARTER FROM ASSHOLE RUSSIAN. c:

[theflamesoldier]

ooc;

Will be here for a little bit. 

[flawedserpent-blog]

ooc; signing in

Gooood morning!

[flawedserpent-blog]

ooc; signing off

G’night all!

[fantomusenshi-deactivated201711]

@theflamesoldier

Stares back, raising eyebrows. He knows this kid isn’t Alexa’s Jack, so he’s…not surprised at the confusion, but– he can see him?

“You need something, kid?” He asks, amused.

     “… You’re not real, are you?” This guy didn’t look like a soldier he had killed out in the field before, so there would be absolutely no reason to see a person like this on Mother Base… Right? Maybe this was just the fragment playing tricks on his mind, but to anyone else looking there would be no once else standing there but him.

[theflamesoldier]

“Well, depends on your definition of ‘real’,” he replies. “I’m not a figment of your imagination, no, but I’m not exactly alive, either.” He shrugs. “Just a ghost.” 

No, he’s not trying to freak him out (okay, a little bit), but he figures the truth is easiest. “But real nonetheless, despite my, ah...deadness.” He gives the kid a slight grin. “Sorry to say, you’re not imagining me, Jack.” 

[sunshinexstorm]

“Would I do that to you?” Yeah, she totally would, but not this time, honest to god she wouldn’t. “No, I was good. It’s been sitting in my office just teasing me the whole time.”

Alexa gets off him and claps him on the shoulder, grinning. “Sorry I forgot where you were, though, you know how things get around here. I’ll let you have first crack at the first part.”

[theflamesoldier]

“You totally would do that to me, don’t you even pretend you wouldn’t,” he says, snorting and standing up, brushing himself off. “But that’s good -- glad you’re being nice enough to let me take first crack at it.” 

He nudges her shoulder teasingly, grinning back. “This place is insane, is what it is,” he jokes. “And we’re probably half of it, honestly.” He pauses. “Speaking of, did I miss anything especially entertaining while I was out?”

[theflamesoldier]

For a moment all Venom does is just silently stare at the man in front of him, not really moving nor saying anything just... Staring.

Stares back, raising eyebrows. He knows this kid isn’t Alexa’s Jack, so he’s...not surprised at the confusion, but-- he can see him?

“You need something, kid?” He asks, amused.

[theflamesoldier]

“If you consider six hours ‘a while’,” he says with a snort. “You have the attention span of a gnat, Fear.”

[timor-venenum]

“My attention span is fine, firecrotch.” He rolled his eyes. “Anyways—what ya been doing off doing who knows what?”

[theflamesoldier]

“Fuck you too, asshole,” he grumbles, rolling his eyes; though it’s more resigned exasperation than anger these days. You live with this jackass long enough, you get used to...some of it. “Joy sent me to harass some of the other soldiers on base into giving up their paperwork, that’s all.”

He crosses his arms. “Dare I ask what bullshit you’ve gotten up to in the meantime?”

[sunshinexstorm]

theflamesoldier started following you

[thump thump thump thump thump thump THWACK! Aaaand down he goes.]

“WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN? I finally got the newest Burroughs DAYS ago and I’ve been waiting for you to start reading it!”

[She missed you, Dmitri.]

[theflamesoldier]

Aaaaand down he goes. Ow. Anyone else he’d probably be punching in the face, but this is Alexa.

“Christ, you send me out to harass the other soldiers on base for their paperwork and then forget you did it?” He asks, laughing. “Clearly this book is a good one.”

Pause. “Or was. You better not have fucking finished it already!”

[plasticdynasty]

Difficult Questions for Muses

(Please remember to use trigger warnings as and when necessary)

Do you think that you’re a good person?

Do others like you? Do you want others to like you?

What do you think others like or admire about you?

How do you know when you’re in love? (romantic or platonic)

Would you or have you ever killed? What would drive you to kill? 

Do you think that killing is ever justified?

Have you ever done anything that you feel to be very morally wrong?

Should all people be treated as equal, and have the same rights?

If you committed a crime, would you accept punishment willingly?

Is suicide ever the right choice?

Is euthanasia ever the right choice?

Is it right to have an intimate relationship with somebody you don’t love?

What could make you break your own moral code? 

Have you ever doubted your own beliefs? (Spiritual, philosophical)

Would you always be loyal to your loved ones even if they wronged you?

What would you consider a fate worse than death?

Why do you love the person or people you love? (romantic or platonic)

Do you agree with capital punishment?

Could you ever forgive your worst enemy?

What would you like to achieve before you die?

[nyxvuur-blog]

For the sake of character development, feel free to ask me anything you would like to know or are unsure of about my muse.

[the-write-ideas]

Ask my character "How do you feel about ______?" Can be an idea, person(s), place, or thing, and they'll have to answer honestly.

[timor-venenum]

theflamesoldier started following you

“Whats up, Fury, ya Bastard? Been a while since ya showed your face.”

[theflamesoldier]

“If you consider six hours ‘a while’,” he says with a snort. “You have the attention span of a gnat, Fear.”

[theflamesoldier]

ooc; blog updated

new hc page up, VERSES PAGE UP, uh...i think everything is set up now.

ouob

[theflamesoldier]

ooc;

I somehow successfully resisted the urge to reopen this blog for...what, a month? I feel like that’s a record.

Hello, yes, this is my angry son. Love him. I’ll post headcanon and verse list in a sec. 

[themothersoldier-deactivated201]

I do not believe that I am made of the stuff which constitutes heroes, because, in all of the hundreds of instances that my voluntary acts have placed me face to face with death, I cannot recall a single one where any alternative step to that I took occurred to me until many hours later. My mind is evidently so constituted that I am subconsciously forced into the path of duty without recourse to tiresome mental processes. However that may be, I have never regretted that cowardice is not optional with me.

John Carter, A Princess of Mars (Edgar Rice Burroughs)