Burnin' babies and eatin' crumpets

Independent roleplay blog for Tiny Tina from Borderlands 2. open for roleplays, asks, and silliness from all fandoms and characters. track tag: tinathebunkermaster M!A Status: n/a

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Oooh my God, I'm so sorry for disappearing out of nowhere! Lots of real life happened at once, and being on Tumblr really wasn't a possibility for a while. But I'm back now. <3

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Meh. Not happy with that last edit. Oh well. Off to grab more screen caps and try again. /lurches off

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"I know what I have become... I am the inside of this world... I taste the gore, and I smell the crying... AND I WANT MORE! I want to bathe in your flesh, I want to savor your fear. I wanna live inside a castle built of your agony, AND I WANT TO CRUMBLE IT WITH AN AXE TO YOUR CAROTID ARTERY!"

Requests are open! If you'd like an edit feel free to drop me a message! PLEASE DO NOT REMOVE SOURCE OR CREDIT

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♥♥

Aww sugar bear come let me love you

Why thank ya! You’re pretty neat yourself.

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A teaser of the edit request I'm working on for chamberedthoughts.

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Open Comm: 6 Channels

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Tegan sort of just stared at her new ECHO device in disbelief. Only been on Pandora for an hour, and she’d met an obnoxious robot who supplied her with her very own ECHO Com thing and HUD, all while calling her a Vault Hunter. Whatever the heck that was. And now, some crazy girl was calling her on that very device.

“Eh, what the Cat; at least she’s less annoying than that Clap-thing,” she murmured as she continued to walk through Sanctuary, the town she’d only just recently appeared in. With a couple of experimental button pushing, she found the channel Tina had broadcast on. “Uh, hello! This is Tiny Tina, right?”

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The reply was much faster than she'd expected it to be. She got broadcasts a lot considering most people contacted her through her open channel for bomb requests, but this one sounded different. A new girl, a voice she hadn't heard even during her wanderings about Pandora on the rare occasion she left the Tundra. Now that the Vault on Pandora was common knowledge there'd been an influx of new faces on the waste planet, and that meant an opportunity to make more money. Not that Tina did what she did for credits. Explosions were just fun.

"The one and only!" she proclaimed back, unstrapping the ECHO box from her wrist to lay it on her work bench so she could continue tinkering with the land mine sitting in front of her while she spoke. "Lemme guess... fresh to Pandora, looking for the Vault, and in the market for something that goes 'splodey boom."

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Open Comm: 6 Channels

"Oi! This thing working?" A crackle of static. "Yoooo, chumps! Tiny Tina in da house. Well, wristpiece. Whatever. You know the drill if you need somethin' blown up."

Click. End comm.

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Salvador didn’t know if she knew, or understood what Zer0 meant to him. Only that it was hard to spit out into simple terms. “I uh, I miss someone.”

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The pyro blinked, observing him with an innocently blank glance. "So go see em." Like, duh. That wasn't a hard concept to understand. Who on Pandora could Salvador of all people miss so much that they make him look like a kicked skag puppy? Regardless she turned toward one of the bar hands, waving a dirt-smudged hand to them like she was supposed to be there. "Garcon! Soda and a shot!"

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Salvador didn't even crack a smile at Tina's teasing. He blinked a few times, a mechanic, shuddering sigh escaping him. "Hello, pequeña."

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Tina wasn't the sharpest blade in the armory, but she could definitely tell when something was wrong. Salvador wasn't rambling about his weapons or who he planned on killing that day. Something was definitely up. "Supwitchoo today, Potato Face? You look like someone insulted your favorite gun."

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Nightmare :: I-say-mecro-you-say-mancer

Continuation of this thread minus the long posts.

"Work, damn you!" The curse rattled off the cavern walls from her open workshop door, the stench of a welding gun and melted metal wrinkling her nose under the large helmet covering her face. A gloved hand raised to shove it away, the mask rotating on its hinges to sit on the top of her head as she let out a frustrated grunt. The toe of her shoe punted a chunk of metal laying on the ground just as a familiar face emerged on the path leading to her shop, the back of her glove hastily swiping at her sweat-dropped brow as she tried to pull herself into some state of appearance. "Got something you need blown up, High Commander?" she questioned before turning on her heel toward the back of her workshop, hands disappearing into a cooler on one of her work benches.

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Walk This Way (OPEN)

As per the norm, Salvador was sitting on one of Moxxi’s barstools. The out of norm factor was that he wasn’t drinking. He wasn’t smoking. He wasn’t doing much of anything, really. He stared at one of the liquor pumps, dazed and up in space.

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"Hey, you can't go in there!"

"Yeah? Watch me walk past you and into the bar."

Tina's foot stepped over the threshold of the bar's front door, offering the bouncer a derisive, "come and stop me" kind of grin before her foot touched down on the other side onto the hard floor with a loud, dramatic gasp. "Ooooooooh, I went in! Do somethin!" And without another word she scampered past him and made a beeline for the familiar, massive frame perched at the bar before throwing herself into the seat next to him. "Hey there, dollface. Come here often?"

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Despite her mind having left the planet some time ago, she still responded as a child would, happily prancing about. Even so, she continued to speak like a vulgar adult, knowing much more than she should at her age. It was fascinating. He was curious to see just how good this tiny Tina was when it came to explosives.”Cash, I have plenty. If the product is decent, I’ll pay what you want.” he responded, pulling out a few credits as proof. “As for the discount, I just enjoy a good fight. Hate is for the weak.”

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She was halfway to the large garage door of her workshop when she froze on the spot, struck by a sudden thought before turning on her heel to regard the strange alien man with narrowed eyes. "Heeey, I know you," she remarked, folding an arm over her chest as the other jabbed her index fingers at him. "You're one of those Vault Hunters Mordy's always ranting about. I know who you are now." The serious look remained for all of a few seconds before it broke into a grin, her bubbly bounce returning immediately. "Why didn't you say so!? Come on, I got just what you need!"

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A small mun rant while she works on replies. Anxiety issues and shit under the cut.

I don't know how much more stress I can handle right now. I can't find a job, the people that took me in after my boyfriend and I broke up are on the verge of kicking me onto the street, I'm getting the urge to drink again and I don't have a fucking dime to my name. I can't even buy food right now. I've got $100 worth of payouts from performances that I haven't picked up yet, and I'm thinking of grabbing a bunch of small supplies to make shit for Etsy so I can turn my money around and at the very least afford to chip in for rent or something. Other than that... I don't know what to do. I wanna break down, honestly.

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Hey, this area / Smells vaguely of butts and death / An unpleasant stench

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Bow down before your bunker master, bitches.

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>Coffee >Replies >Diary >More drabbles >Edits?

Seems like a legit plan to me. I'll be working my way from the bottom of my drafts up, so if you just sent me something I'll get to you once my oldest drafts are done for the sake of fairness. But I swear I'm getting to them today. Hit me up if you want my Skype or would like to plan a plot bunny! <3

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Thinking about applying for a video game RP group, but I'm terrified that I suck too bad. :I

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tinathebunkermaster replied to your post: C…

GIMME ALL THE CHOCOLATE. Can we fill a swimming pool in it and roll around like fat kids?

What?? No!

We drink it elegantly, like queens at the height of fashion, ass-kickery, explosiveness, and great taste in beverages, however childish they may be.

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ROLL AROUND IN CHOCOLATE. LeTS Go.

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GOSH DANGIT KRIEG! SAVOUR IT! IT’S THE BEVERAGE OF CHAMPIONS!!

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Kiddie Pool - 2

Royal Party - 1

Your move sweet cheeks.