UNRELENTING MALICE

INDIE MMX OC MULTIMUSE.

[togafiti]

——————– ( so people think you’re funny, how do we get those people’s money?)                                         indie mmx oc multimuse. penned by reena. 

[togafiti]

  Puts on a silly mobster accent.

     “ We’re hardly lurkin’, see? ”

[newbark-town]

[togafiti]

flawedlegacy:

   He grit his teeth as he stood behind the glass almost helplessly. Dread washed over him as he stared through the glass looking down at the control panels. Nothing made sense, English was blurring as his battle system screamed to fight. A fit of rage took over him and he could do nothing more than ram his fist into the glass between him and Stride (barely a crack was left in the glass and it frustrated Zero even more). Then a breath of air, to calm himself, though the actual action of it wasn’t quite necessary. 

   Calm down. He had to calm down, to look at the situation from a step back, to quiet the battle system and figure out how to get her out. There’s a moment he closes his eyes, a second later turning to Driftwood. “Hack into the mainframe, try to stop the simulation!” A moment later he turned back to ram his fist onto the glass again. “You can do this! You have to keep fighting! That’s an order!”

   She stopped, looking back at Zero-- though whether or not Zero could tell, considering Shade’s bulky sunglasses slash visor, wasn’t exactly relevant to the situation. A huge hulking part of her wanted to just lay down and fall asleep, and let whatever would happen, happen, but the damn near-shrieking in her superior’s voice sent chills down her spine and she looked back up at the mechaniloids that were being controlled by the haywire testing system.

    And then she bolted.

    Stride doubted she could hold off against the mechaniloids for very long if she stood in one spot, so she went running, large, heavy steps resounding with metal clangs through the testing chamber as she kept flicking her eyes towards the window, waiting, hoping, praying that Zero could somehow stop the simulation and maybe she wouldn’t die. Hopefully.

[mizunoncka-blog]

There’s shadows on the walls Of moments far too troubling to recall All the settings and the scenes that signal s u f f er i n g impassioned pleas That ended in a whisper And all the lessons learned Were they worth the ash from all the bridges burned Standing stomping in the damage and the ruins of a slip of tongue with tragic consequences

[art cred]

[togafiti]

this is what could have been of beau, but chemical weapons are wayyyyyy too dangerous, and could you imagine how disastrous it would be if she went maverick?

[togafiti]

   here are some new characters, beau and mena. beau, they were intended to be a reploid called nuclear anemone that was capable of using chemical weapons, but they were deemed too dangerous and the concept was scrapped. the core design was kept, however, and beau was built on the design of an anemone. they used to be part of a street gang but they’re now mena’s assistant. they dont really like the hunters but its whatever 2 them

   mena ( pronounced mee-nah ) works for the maverick hunters as a weapons engineer. shes got that long hair so she can put it up in her beanie so it doesnt catch on fire while shes making a sword or something. she falls in love with next to every attractive person whos nice to her. shes also a self-insert jfc

[rpmemes-galore]

Voltron: Legendary Defender  {Sentence Starters}

“Okay, so that was an insult, I get it.”

“We had a bonding moment! I cradled you in my arms!”

“Please tell me there’s not a giant monster in there! Please tell me it’s empty!”

“I’m bonding with you! Hey! Come on! We’re connected!”

“I’m tense. This is a tense situation.”

“We can tell you all about while you get something to eat. Are you able to walk?”

“STOP TOUCHING MY EQUIPMENT!”

“How could you possibly not know how to hold this correctly?”

“Well, I like peanut butter. And I like peanut butter cookies. But I hate peanuts.”

“Everyone get inside, and stay down!”

“This is insane! Can’t they just cease fire for one minute so we can figure this out?! Is that too much to ask?!”

“Nope. Don’t remember. Didn’t happen.”

“Okay, enough with the bad sounds effects. (Beat) Besides, it’s more like: ‘Blam! Blam! Blam!’”

“I think I’m broken.”

“They called me ‘The Tailor’ because of how I thread the needle!”

“Can’t this thing go any faster?”

“I don’t think you’re using that word correctly.”

“Also, I sweat a lot. I mean, in general. Unrelated to the peanuts.”

“The amount of information in your brain could be stored in a paper airplane.”

“You come up here to rock out?”

“I told you I could get them to do it. They just needed a common enemy.”

“Ugh, it smells disgusting!”

“Gimme that! Why were you going through my stuff?!”

“Something tells me this wasn’t an emergency.”

“I’M A LEG!”

“As everyone knows, vomit is not an approved lubricant for engine systems.”

[togafiti]

heres a reference image for all of the characters

[togafiti]

——————– ( so people think you’re funny, how do we get those people’s money?)                                         indie mmx oc multimuse. penned by reena. 

[togafiti]

“ Come at me. ”

[togafiti]

   ( continued from x ) @flawedlegacy​

   Stride stared up at the whirring mechaniloids, expression indeterminate, but clearly pained as she more or less struggled to remain standing. There was definitely oil dripping down her left arm and down her face ( from what wound that came from, she couldn’t be sure ) but those seemed to be the worst wounds she had at the moment. Unfortunately, based on the haywire testing room, it seemed like everything was going to get exponentially worse. And, honestly? She felt and probably looked like shit. The simulation’s difficulty seemed to have spiked from 30 to 70 in the past thirty minutes, and, god, was she not ready.

    There was also the fact that the simulation was supposed to have ended around twenty-five minutes ago. She was built to be a tank, to be able to put up with strain put on her chassis, but never this long and never this much.

    “ I think it’s too late, ser-- ” She interrupted herself with a slight groan, stepping back. Again, she felt and probably looked like shit, and the panicked expression on her superior’s face wasn’t exactly making her feel good in the face of death.

[spctlessminds]

based on this suggestions blog.  warning:  these are pretty dark/angry  &  could be triggering to some people.  please be cautious before proceeding!!

‘  all i want in my life is for my friends to be able to touch me suddenly  &  me to not flinch away without meaning to.  when will this stop affecting me?  ’ ‘  all i want is to be soft  &  gentle,  but i’m made out of steel  &  anger.  maybe in another life,  i guess.  ’ ‘  beauty is in the eye of the beholder,  so choose to see beauty in everything.  ’ ‘  burning it all to the ground  &  force them to start again.  they made you lose everything.  now return the favor.  ’ ‘  do i ever even cross your mind or do i do all the thinking of us on my own?  ’ ‘  do you trust me enough?  do you trust me at all?  ’ ‘  don’t you dare abandon me.  ’ ‘  even after all you have done,  i will always want you fighting on my side.  ’ ‘  every time i see you smile i fall in love with your brightness all over again.  ’ ‘  everyone i have ever loved is long gone.  i sing to the sky alone.  ’ ‘  everyone i touch gets hurt,  but i can’t stop.  i touch  &  i touch  &  i touch  &  people get hurt.  why can’t i ever stop?  ’ ‘  everyone says i used to be a hero,  but i can still taste the blood in my mouth  &  still feel bruises blooming because of my fists  &  my eyes are still stretched wide  &  terrified.  ’ ‘  everything i love has been taken from me.  what do i have left to fight for?  ’ ‘  fall in love with someone that makes you feel strong.  ’ ‘  friends are more important than any material object will ever be.  ’ ‘  i am aching to hold you  &  keep you safe,  to be pressed against you so that nothing can harm you.  ’ ‘  i am divine  &  you will bow before me.  ’ ‘  i am fucking divine.  ’ ‘  i am in control  &  i listen to no one.  ’ ‘  i am not a good person.  don’t pretend i am.  ’ ‘  i am not accustomed to love.  this is a learning experience.  ’ ‘  i am not worth saving  &  i am not worth redemption.  let me stay in the dark.  ’ ‘  i am so tired all the time,  all i want to do is rest.  ’ ‘  i am too tired to deal with any of this.  ’ ‘  i bow to no man.  ’ ‘  i broke into sharp pieces when i broke  &  i expect someone else to hurt their hands on my edges just to put me back together.  i’m sorry.  ’ ‘  i can give you your wings back  &  i can show you to fly once more,  if you only believe in me.  ’ ‘  i cannot be saved.  ’ ‘  i can’t ask for help because if i ask for help it hurts people.  i can bear this weight on my own.  i have to.  ’ ‘  i could taste the lies in your mouth every time i kissed you,  but i loved you too much to notice.  ’ ‘  i crave affection in the simplest way.  ’ ‘  i deserve to hurt.  i deserve to bleed.  ’ ‘  i didn’t ask for any of this so don’t you dare blame this on me.  ’ ‘  i don’t care if you say my name like it’s poison or like it’s a prayer,  as long as it leaves your lips.  ’ ‘  i don’t fight for you anymore.  ’ ‘  i don’t want to let go of you.  not now,  not ever.  ’ ‘  i don’t want to talk about it.  i don’t want to remember.  i don’t want to heal.  all i want is for it to go away.  ’ ‘  i don’t want you to touch me.  please don’t touch me,  just go away.  ’ ‘  i feel anger deeper than my bones.  i feel anger in my very soul.  ’ ‘  i feel nothing at all,  except for when i feel everything all at once.  ’ ‘  i have fallen  &  though i may miss the sky,  i belong here now.  ’ ‘  i have fallen from a height your mind cannot even imagine.  ’ ‘  i have no home anymore.  ’ ‘  i remember collapsing in the flames with a sword in my hand  &  then i remember nothing.  ’ ‘  i see beauty in everything,  but especially in you.  ’ ‘  i should never have fallen in love with you.  ’ ‘  i thought for a long time that i was so terrible no one would look at me.  now i know it’s because i shine so bright they are forced to look away.  ’ ‘  i was so caught up in the feeling that i forgot how to breathe.  ’ ‘  i will never amount to anything.  i am a failure in the worst type of way.  ’ ‘  i will tell myself that the burn of my loneliness in my chest completes me  &  maybe someday it will be true.  ’ ‘  if that’s what a hero is i’m glad i’m not one anymore.  ’ ‘  if you ask me to,  i will set the whole world on fire,  my dear.  it’s all for you.  ’ ‘  is it my fault?  it’s my fault.  it’s always my fault.  ’ ‘  it’s not murder if they deserved it,  right?  ’ ‘  i’m drowning in emotions that don’t belong to me,  choking on anger  &  suffocating on sadness.  ’ ‘  i’m in love with everything that hurts me.  ’ ‘  i’m okay.  i’m alright.  this is all in my mind.  ’ ‘  i’m ready to give up everything i’ve ever had if it means someone will love me.  ’ ‘  i’m so cold  &  i can’t stop shaking.  i am not who you think i am.  ’ ‘  i’m so tired all the time  &  i just want to be awake again.  ’ ‘  i’m tired of fighting against the pain of being forgotten.  i just want someone to remember me.  ’ ‘  i’m tired of fighting everything in my life.  just make it stop.  ’ ‘  i’m too tired to care.  blow up,  get angry at me.  i’m sure someday i’ll realize i deserved it.  ’ ‘  jealousy burns within me.  ’ ‘  just let me go in peace for once in my damn life.  ’ ‘  loneliness is a disease  &  it leaves me empty  &  hollow,  like sound goes through my body  &  bounces back.  ’ ‘  made of starlight  &  sunshine,  i shine brighter than they all know.  ’ ‘  my anger is righteous  &  my actions are pure.  ’ ‘  my chest aches  &  my lungs burn.  this sickness comes from the inside.  ’ ‘  my chest hurts  &  all i need is some comfort  &  understanding.  ’ ‘  my chest hurts  &  i ache to go back to the sky.  ’ ‘  my shoulders are aching where wings used to be  &  all i want is for them to stop hurting.  ’ ‘  pull me apart  &  piece me together in your own way.  make me perfect.  ’ ‘  righteous fury throws through my veins  &  if you touch the people i love i will destroy you.  ’ ‘  rise up.  you can’t keep being small when you were made for so much more.  ’ ‘  say my name like it’s the only one that’s ever been on your tongue.  ’ ‘  so much blood has been spilled in my name.  time to make you believe it was in yours.  ’ ‘  so you’ll worry about me when i fall silent,  but not when i scream  &  plead for help?  fuck off.  ’ ‘  sometimes people have to get hurt for me to get what i want.  ’ ‘  stay away from my fucking friends.  stay the fuck away or so help me i will destroy you.  ’ ‘  stop treating me like i’m an idiot.  you aren’t better than me in any way  &  you better remember that.  ’ ‘  the bitter taste of regret is ever present on my tongue.  ’ ‘  the world is spinning far too fast for me to stay on it.  ’ ‘  to love them is my divine right.  ’ ‘  voices whisper from the shadows  &  they fill my mind with thoughts of you.  ’ ‘  what did i to wrong to be so unloved?  ’ ‘  what is the point of power if i’m not supposed to use it?  ’ ‘  who the fuck do you think you are?  ’ ‘  why can’t i ever fucking stop crying?  ’ ‘  with a new year comes new tests  &  triumphs.  let’s try to make the most out of it.  ’ ‘  would it really kill you to be honest for once?  ’ ‘  yes,  i remember my wings breaking  &  being destroyed.  i was powerless to stop it.  ’ ‘  you are not required to love your parents,  or to even like them.  ’ ‘  you can’t hate me more than i hate myself,  but you are more than welcome to try.  ’ ‘  you may say you love me,  but you love only a part of me.  i am too complex for you to ever love my entire being.  ’ ‘  you never fucking cared about me.  don’t fucking lie about it.  not to me.  ’ ‘  you remind me of mint.  fresh,  sharp,  kind of cold,  but in a nice way.  i always knew there was a reason mint was my favorite.  ’ ‘  you shine light in even the darkest parts of me.  you are my sun.  ’ ‘  you should fear me,  but you don’t.  i will be eternally puzzled,  yet grateful.  ’ ‘  you touch me  &  my skin burns  &  it burns for you,  always you.  ’

[little-shark-memes]

The 11th icon in your folder is how your muse looks when they kill someone.

[togafiti]

[togafiti]

copygunner:

               “You mean this?”

    Is said with his own finger pointing at the ‘wound’ on his face, idly kicking his legs back and forth while sitting on the examination table as if this was a daily endeavor.

             “It ain’t such a big deal, ya know. There was just this dumb Maverick that thought it was being funny by trying to dissect me, but failing. Luckily, the asshole tried to start with my face first, gave me the opportunity to break the restraints and get away.”

   Surely, it wasn’t an enjoyable experience ( would an examination ever be? ), but it wasn’t traumatizing either. Rather, the maverick reploid was just another annoyance that Axl could squash like a bug.

          “Sorry I startled ya like that though, you okay?”

    “ No, no, it’s-- I’m fine, it’s just that-- god, that looks like it hurts, and-- and a Maverick tried to do--?” Betta blinked a few times before shaking her head and rubbing her left eye slightly. She still needed to get used to, well, body horror, and the things Mavericks did. Most likely, if she kept her job, she’d see much worse. Hopefully not, but, hey, realistically, it was likely.

    “ Do you know if it’s just a ‘flesh wound’-- ” she did little air quotes with her fingers-- “ --or has the metal on your face been damaged? ” Hopefully it was just the former, that would be easier to repair. Nonetheless, she turned towards the tray and started placing back in their proper spots, not jumbled on top of each other like they suddenly were when she jumped.  She’d probably need them to replace the ripped skin, anyways, however ill that made her feel.

   Weird. Synthetic skin wounds made her more iffy than something like someone’s lower body just being completely gone.

[togafiti]

flawedlegacy:

   A quick look towards her was given. A glare coupled with a frown as he turned his back to stare at what Driftwood had dug up. The purple hunter looked quite pleased with themselves as they stared at their handiwork. Some key messages, encrypted work, and some videos. 

   “Click play,” Zero ordered. Driftwood did as such. The incriminating video was more or less just a black and white footage almost taken on an extremely shoddy camera. Grain, corruption, warbled voices, it was a mess. The two hunters even had to squint to make out the people in the video, but no doubt about it— there she was: Tiara. 

   She looked rather cryptic, but the time date was plain and could quite match her to the scene of a crime. Not that the two hunters could do anything about her now, but perhaps at a later date. “Kinda looks like.. Big Foot…..” Driftwood mused absentmindedly. “or Moth Man.”

  Arms still crossed, Tiara tapped a finger on her arm slightly, head drifting off to the side. First thing when she got home, she was deep-cleaning her entire house. With chemicals. God.

   The other Reploids musings kind of made her want to laugh out loud. She had no idea who Mothman was or whatever, but she did know about Bigfoot ( because, come on, who didn’t? ) and the comparison was pretty funny. She bit back a snicker and simply gritted her teeth in an amused grimace, still tense, still really ticked off, flicking her eyes towards the door while the Hunters weren’t looking. She did want to run for the hills already, but god knows how incriminating that would be and there was still the possibility that nobody would find anything and she would get off completely scot-free.

    “ Can I go now? I do have a job, you know. ”

[togafiti]

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Name/Nickname: reena

Gender: non binary Star sign: aquarius / pisces cusp Height: 5′10 Sexual orientation: i dont even know Hogwarts House: huffleclaw Fave color: pink, turquoise, bright cerulean Fave animal: conures Average hours of sleep: lol Cat or Dog person: both tbh, Number of blankets I sleep with: 2 Fave singer/band: the protomen, the hoosiers, les friction, u’s, aquours, sim gretina, anamanaguchi, porter robinson, bo burnham Dream trip: god this is gonna sound weeby but...japan. i want the pokemon plushies Dream job: storyboard artist When was this blog created: aboutta weekago Current number of followers: 13 im lonely When did your blog reach its peak? whaat What made you decide to make this Tumblr? im dying, Tagged by: stole from my dash.... Tagging: @flawedlegacy​ @aphylla​ @copygunner​