Thunder Struck!

Hey! Nice t' meechya! --- This is an OC Roleplay blog for Drake McCrae, the hero called Knight! All characters welcome, minors DNI. Mun is 30+

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TOYBOX MUSES - A MULTI OC BLOG

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Howdy, I'm Sage and this is my multi-muse blog. Since I have too many OC's to reasonably keep all on separate blogs, I've crammed them all into a box for easier rattling.

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[Based on the poll yesterday I'm in agreement that it'll probably be best to make a multi-muse blog for ALL the blorbos from my brain. I'll transition every thread over to said blog once I have it and the deets set up. I won't delete the individual blogs and instead keep them as archives for a while to help point folks who find me over to the right place. I'll be making it as a whole fresh blogspace, not a side blog, so that should be fun :> ]

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Your girl keeps wanting to add more OC's to write here.

What Do?

Keep individual side blogs!

Make a multimuse blog for any NEW OC's, but keep the ones already made separate

Make a multimuse blog and put ALL your OC's on it. I'll follow you over!

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Voting ended onMay 5

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FIVE SONGS THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR MUSE

High School Never Ends - Bowling for Soup

The whole damn world is just as obsessed With who's the best dressed and who's havin' sex Who's got the money, who gets the honeys Who's kinda cute and who's just a mess And you still don't have the right look And you don't have the right friends Nothin' changes but the faces, the names and the trends High school never ends

I'd Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That) - Meatloaf

And maybe I'm lonely That's all I'm qualified to be There's just one and only The one and only promise I can keep As long as the wheels are turning As long as the fires burning As long as your prayers are coming true You better believe it That I would do anything for love And you know it's true and that's a fact And I would do anything for love And there'll never be no turning back

No One Likes Superman Anymore - I Fight Dragons

'Cause no one wants to know the man who stands for things we outgrow He's too noble and too blind We're all older now and we don't need someone to care about The innocence we left behind

Dragon - Built By Titan (Ft. Skyborne)

When I was younger, I had a dragon We would fly away to places you can't imagine And this is a story on a lonely island With a boy who'd found a way to become a lion

Crazy Life - Home Free

I'm not trying to hide what's real I know sometimes you get a raw deal But life is short and time is cruel I can't help seeing the glass half full So, I lay my poor tired head on the pillow again And I pray to God that maybe we can all sleep well And maybe we can dream big 'Cause you know it's gonna be a crazy life, yeah

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Tagging: You!!

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You got someone you can reach?

Piper's talked to thousands of people in her life, answered ten times as many questions from the mundane, to the drunken and inappropriate, to people trying to get under her fucking skin. This one stops her dead, like her OS has hitched or decided to suddenly update.

Does she have anyone she can call?

She wouldn't call anyone from work, no. The band? Well, they're all probably busy and she doesn't want to involve them in her shirt. Not like they understand. This whole violence-for-fun thing has always just been violence to them.

Maybe they're right about that. She stopped talking about her fights after that long look Josie gave her. Like she was sad, a creature to be pitied. No. No she couldn't call them.

Who could she call? Who would care if she was in the hospital? Or died? Who would even think about her?

"I... can get home on my own." It's like clicking back to life, a paused movie resuming with an artificial spark of light, catching back up to speed after too long of silence. "I've had way worse. It's not even that bad."

She stands.

Wobbles.

And it's embarrassment that coils in her gut. Embarrassment, and shame, and a whole bundle of squirming of worms that this poor guy didn't even know he had uncovered with such an innocent and standard question.

"I might can use a hand actually, yeah."

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That pause... his eyebrows furrowed some. He knew what that meant, and he almost regretted even asking. He knew what it was like- he had people who cared for him, he was lucky- but they were almost a thousand miles away. They couldn't get to Night City in time if there was a crisis. He couldn't get to them in time. But that was life... he couldn't imagine what it was like to be truly alone though.

As she goes to stand, the young man's lips purse lightly as he stands with her- not quite pushing back on her objection until she wobbles. His hand shoots out and gingerly catches an arm, worried she might just fall over.

"I've got ya."

His smile was genuine, as were his words as she finally admitted to needing help. It was no easy thing to do that, especially not in a world that so loudly blared the trumpets of individualism and independence and never trust your fellow human.

"Name's Drake, by the way." He offered her his contact info. "You just tell me where t' go. Doesn't need to be your place if you don't feel safe 'nuff, could be anywhere you're good with recoopin'."

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The girls weren't far off. There was a blur of each heavy hitter's respective colors as they started wailing on each other with hammering strikes. A series of forceful bursts and occasional thunderclap shockwaves. Though Skill-Issue wasn't like the cosmic contender or his evolved human ally, he was still the equal of an Olympic competitor in multiple fields.

"Guess it's left to me, then. Prepare for my all-natural assault!"

The omni-athlete moved as a gymnast, seeming a good deal faster because his already prodigious agility smoothly followed the technique and confidence he'd cultivated. Mostly kicking, arms only blocking or vaulting off of things. Reacting quickly enough to compensate whenever his quarry sought to retaliate.

"I don't mind a few tools... even fun little toys. But all those extra bits you got there, Knight. It's like you'd rather just have this all handed to you than work hard like the rest of us."

"Rot!" spat Reda, trying not to hack out her lungs in the process. "You get over here and have yourself a surgery right now. Then we'll see how well you recover!"

"Ha! Don't need one. You all on the other hand--"

A short distance away, Rex was grappling with Devo. Forcing Drake and the sisters to find another path while the two bruisers tried to hold each other in locks, before getting free and smashing into things. Devo didn't care what he wrecked-- while Rex tried to take some care. But inevitably, even the best intentions couldn't completely eliminate collateral damage. Just minimized them.

At one point, Rex caught Devo by the shoulder and fired a set of eye lasers into the back of his skull. Roaring all the while. Skill-Issue's confidence faltered a bit. He started getting more cautious in his strikes on Knight and the sisters, losing the aggression he displayed a moment ago. That killer instinct he seemed so keen on boasting about...

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Drake wasn't much of one to banter when in the middle of a fight that could turn lethal. Sure, Skill-Issue's words got under his skin, pricked at a whole host of insecurities in his chest, but he only ground his molars together as he kept on the defensive. His goal was to keep the girls safe, not to fight this guy- so his strikes were focused on drawing as much attention off the two as he could.

His lightning was set to be flashy and intimidating more-so than it was set to be dangerous- high voltage, lots of sparks and loud thunder when it made contact with something, but low amperage. Safe for a few strikes for even average humans. So the moment Skill-Issue hesitated? That brief window was immediately taken advantage of. He'd see the focused look on Knight's face suddenly shift to an aggressive snarl- and lunged with a boost from his jets. He'd see, briefly, the green of Drake's eyes through the visor, but it would quickly be obscured as the visor polarized to shield Drake's eyes from the bright light that suddenly filled the gap between the two of them.

-CRACKRRRRMBLE!

The thunder from the lightning rattled nearby windows and the soundwave from the heat sent Drake flying backwards- a trick he often used, actually, to get back out of striking range quickly. Still, he had to admit there was quite the tumble mid-air before he caught himself, wobbling before landing and motioning to the girls to keep running, hopefully before Skill-Issue could recover from what was essentially a glorified flash-bang.

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[Characters that inspired Drake:

Tony Stark - Iron Man (2008)

Tombo - Kiki's Delivery Service

Pazu - Castle In The Sky

Hiccup - How To Train Your Dragon]

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What is the best gadget you have built and what is the worst one you are terribly embarrassed of?

"Best? Well, I don't know if he counts cause he's a lil more than just a 'gadget' but Jarvis is still the best thing I've ever made hands down. Second though are my flight gear boots n' gloves. It's hard fittin' an engine strong enough to lift a fella and yeet him at high speeds into such a small space, y'know? AND you have to be able to control it without a controller!" He grinned. "As for embarrassment, I don't really have anything. I build shit with my full chest. Sure there have been plenty that've fucked up or s'ploded, but none I'd say I'm embarrassed by. It's more having t' explain to another SWAT team that's unfamiliar with my brand-o-bullshit what's goin' on."

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What would be your worst experience with criminals until now?

Drake visibly grimaced a bit. "You see a lot when you're out and about stopin' bad guys. Lots of blood, lots of viscera. Nothin's worse though when you arrive on a scene and it's too late. All you can do is pick up the pieces- sometimes literally. I've had to spend a few hours tryin' to help ID someone once... it was rough. It's worse when they're still alive, though." He shook his head. "I've come across a few sexual assault cases as well, and those always sour somethin' in particular in my stomach. Sometimes they're glad you just got there at all, other times they're screaming at you for not getting there sooner. I don't blame them."

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[what drake's grooving to today while workin' his day job]

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