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Battle Within || Open RP
The Triskelion was the safest place for him to go when this little ‘glitch’ came to be. This little glitch happened to be Steve going into his original form and not being able to go back. Steve would have been fine with this, other than the incessant panting from the heat and knowing he could get heatstroke from the horrid climate change that was from his home world to this oven of a planet. But there was something else that was going on, something that made his mind ache and hurt as he sat in one of the Triskelion’s rooms, hands around his head and tugging at the fur. He was changing. Not like his mind was becoming someone else’s, but the severity of it was almost exactly like that.
He was becoming how he used to be. Bloodthirsty, take action immediately, soulless and heartless, cold blooded and only looking out for what he thought was justice. Kill first, ask questions never. His thoughts were starting to sound just as they were before he realized it was wrong. They weren’t wrong, though. Right?
‘Of course they’re wrong, and you need to pull yourself together,’ the softer, yet aggressively pushy voice that was his human body’s voice scolded him in the back of his mind. ’Pull yourself together. You’re better than that.’
‘When did you get so weak? That is the only way you can get things done. Don’t listen to that shit you’ve been feeding yourself. One little death? Your best friend? You’re a fucking disgrace if you think what you did wasn’t the right thing to do.’ The voice of his usual form caught on from what the other was saying, echoing louder and pushing what was right and good back further. ’Just go back to how you were. Just be yourself.’
His head was throbbing as he grasped at himself, wanting to block out the voices. He needed to grab ahold of himself, but what was he to do? They were too loud, and maybe the one voice was right. Maybe he was too weak…
Bob peeked around the corner. It had taken some time to get here - mostly because Bob kept getting lost. He was almost sure he had gotten in without being noticed. Whatever. He hadn't heard from Steve in a while, and was a little concerned. The man had been a rock since day one, helping Bob with countless things. He didn't know who he was, but he hoped that who he was now was a better person.
If Steve was a factor, he was sure of it.
He looked around the room, and walked in. Someone had claimed to see Steve in this room.... so where was he?
"... Steve? You in here?"
Actual Vampire Michael Morbius: Nikolaj Coster Waffle
Chiyo: Nikolodge Coaster Waffles
Actual Vampire Michael Morbius: yes
“… Hello?”
Stephen bit his tongue before jumping into a response. With all of the confusion and alternate universes clashing recently it would be wise to wait until he sure this Sentry was one who would remember him instead of assumption. “Good evening.”
Bob shifted on his feet. The man approached him. He obviously knew him, even if Bob couldn't put a name to his face. However, he wasn't treating him like a time bomb, so perhaps he could play this casually?
"... Can I help you with anything?"
You’re not very helpful
I'm the epitome of not helpful~
"... Hello?"
Bob smiled into Steve’s shoulder and sighed happily. Steve was just… perfect. “… Thank you so much…” he said, pressing his lips against Steve’s in a shy but eager kiss.
His smile widened to the other thanking him for that, kissing the man back as his arms wound around the other’s waist. The soldier pulled Bob close and ran his hands along his back, closing any distance between the two of them.
Bob slid into Steve's lap, kissing his lips more and more. The kiss got more passionate as they went along, and Bob moaned ever so slightly. He was practically drowning in Steve's essences.
Bob nodded, wiping his eyes. “I’m sorry… I’m okay… I just… all I want is to feel normal and… you’re just…” He looked up and smiled. “I’m really glad I met you.”
When the other apologized and said that he was glad that he met him, the soldier smiled softly to Bob and shook his head before his arms wound around the man and pulled him into a gentle embrace. ”As I’m glad to have met you too,” he said softly as he still smiled down to the man.
Bob smiled into Steve's shoulder and sighed happily. Steve was just... perfect. "... Thank you so much..." he said, pressing his lips against Steve's in a shy but eager kiss.
(( ITS A PUNISHER COVER. LOOK HE’S EVEN FOAMING AT THE MOUTH A BIT ))
(( ITS TERRIFYING, THAT'S WHAT IT IS ))
Its like boom! Instant pregnancy!
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Your name is Bob Reynolds. You can't be a hero. That's just wishful thinking...
(( sighs because sentry hate ))
(( I thought we were beyond this folks. I mean, I don’t like Daredevil, but I don’t rag on him all the time. And I CERTAINLY don’t send any of the rpers hate. Because the rpers are fantastic, and interactions with ANY character can help with your own writing.
Besides, what’s a Bullseye rper without a Daredevil?
10 times more sane, that’s what.
But we all love their rivalry. Shush. ))
Hey, it takes time to grow up, right? xD silly children on this site. It's funny that they think the whole "ugh ur characters sux" routine is going to do anything
Bob kept his eyes down, and he brought his hands up to his face, covering it in what appeared to be shyness. After a few seconds of silence, a tiny sob was heard through his hands.
Body freezing as he watched the other and started to hear the quiet sobs coming from him, the soldier took in a breath before going over to Bob and placing a hand on his shoulder. ”Is.. Are you alright?” he asked, worry lacing through Steve’s voice as he spoke.
Bob nodded, wiping his eyes. "I'm sorry... I'm okay... I just... all I want is to feel normal and... you're just..." He looked up and smiled. "I'm really glad I met you."