Which ONE word do you think brings back the most horrible memory for my muse?
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Which ONE word do you think brings back the most horrible memory for my muse?
theblessednavigator started following you
"I reckon you're in charge here, then?"
duraance started following you
Elizabeth took in a sharp breath, resisting the urge to snap at herself. He didn’t know who she was or, at least, he hadn’t, prior to her opening her mouth. Still poised for escape, Elizabeth answered, recalling the name an officer had called her earlier, “Anna—Annabelle.”
"Anna?" Cage suddenly felt a compulsion to drink.
Shoving the thought to the back of his mind, Cage refocused on the task at hand.
"Okay... Anna. DO you have any idea where Comstock is?"
ADAM: An addiction my character possesses.
Cage is an alcoholic. He may have quit drinking regularly years ago, but the wanting never goes away. However more than that, he has another vice altogether. He liked the booze, but he loves to fight. He sacrificed his body to splice himself into a living weapon. In reality, he's a man who tossed away all of the truly important things in hi life, so all he has left is his addiction.
lionheartedxlamb started following you
Cage heard her before he saw her. He placed his hand on his gun and turned to face her. She was wearing some kind of diving suit, it's metal boots made her sound far larger than she was. Cage chuckled at his poor luck. He wasn't sure if even his gun could pierce that armor easily. Karma's a bitch.
"You gonna try and kill me? If so, you mind if I have a smoke first?"
thegxtherer started following you
Cage felt a twinge of pity for the little parasite. He knew better than anyone that circumstances beyond your control could turn you into something unrecognizable. Something vile. He was living proof of that. He kept his distance, but he did wave to her.
"I'm not gonna hurt ya, Sweetie."
“ Noticed any odd happenings in the immediate vicinity? I’ve heard of illicit trade activity, but there’s none I’ve seen. “
"That sounds nasty, Dewitt. What, nobody cheatin' on their wives today, so they gave ya a real job? Why you bringin' this to me, anyway? Ya think I'm involved or somethin'?"
Interrogation +iceoveryourheart
iceoveryourheart Martin found himself blinking in the sudden unwelcome light, staring up at his captor. He’d struggled, and struggled hard- nobody just grabbed Martin Finnegan, no one. But this time, apparently someone had, and this person wanted some kind of deal that was obviously rigged against Martin.
"No palm trees? This vacation’s the worst," he said glibly. "Guess you gotta tell me what you wanna know before I can tell you if I know it, that’s generally how this kind of thing works."
Cage shot his captive a knowing smirk. Approaching the nearby workbench, he picked up a revolver and paused to show it to him. Then, he loaded in three bullets, making sure that Martin could see each one easily. After he finished, he slid the cylinder back into place and spun it,, following that, he pulled back the hammer and pointed it at Martin's kneecap.
"You're gonna give me Cohen. See, that fruity sumbitch stole from me, and I'm gonna get mine whether you like it or not. Now, I'm a fair man, Marty. You get a chance even if you duck me. If these three bullets don't do ya in, you walk regardless. Though you could skip the risk and just tell me where he is. You're not a gamblin' man, are you, Marty? I know I am."
BOLD all that applies to your muse!
Eyes: Blue | Green | Brown | Hazel | Grey | Other Hair: Blonde | Brown | Black | Red | Ginger | Grey/White | Multi-color | Other Body Type: Skinny | Slender | Slim | Built | Curvy | Athletic | Muscular Skin: Pale | Light | Fair | Freckled | Tan | Olive | Medium | Dark | Discolored Gender: Male | Female | Trans* | Cis | No Gender | Other Sexuality: Heterosexual | Homosexual | Bisexual | Pansexual | Asexual | Demisexual | Other Species: Human | Undead/Vampire | Shapeshifter (Weres) | Demon | Angel | Witch/Wizard/Sorcerer | Incubus/Succubus | Other Education: High School | College | University | Higher Education | Other? Living Situation: Lives alone | Lives with parents/guardian | Lives with significant other | Lives with a friend | Drifter | Homeless Parents/Guardian: Mom | Dad | Adoptive | Foster | Grandparents | Family friend Relationship: Single | Crushing | Dating | Engaged | Married | Separated | It’s complicated I’ve been: In Love | Hurt | Sick | Abused I have a(n): Learning Disorder | Personality Disorder | Mental Disorder | Anxiety Disorder | Eating Disorder | Substance-related Disorder Things I’ve done before: Drank alcohol | Smoked | Done drugs | Stolen | Self harmed | Starved myself | Had sex | Had a threesome | Gotten into a fist fight | Gone to the hospital | Gone to jail | Used a fake ID | Gone to a rave | Killed someone Positive Traits: Affectionate | Adventurous | Athletic | Brave | Careful | Charming | Confident | Creative | Determined | Fearless | Generous | Honest | Humorous | Intelligent | Loyal | Modest | Patient | Selfless Negative Traits: Aggressive | Bossy | Cynical | Envious | Fearful | Greedy | Gullible | Jealous | Impatient | Impulsive | Insecure | Irresponsible | Possessive | Sarcastic | Self-conscious | Selfish | Unstable
literalwordvomit started following you
Silence, Darlene said nothing as she tilted her chin downward and inched back until she was another half-foot away from him before he declared that he had been with others. Two women.
Her head cocked to the side and she lifted her head and made a small circular gesture. She was trying to get him to go on, tell her more about these two women. There were quite a few ladies there….
Cage shook his head with an exasperated sigh. He was awful short on luck today. He had one job to do and he was failing in it. This girl, of course was keeping quiet, and he couldn't quite understand what she was trying to say for what he assumed was his diminished brain cell count from the years of alcohol abuse. He reflected on his dumb decisions from his younger days for a moment before finally snapping back to reality.
"Uh.. Y'know... A young lady in black.. Prolly coverin' her face. Got a younger girl with 'er. Ringin' any bells?"
cewyll started following you
❝ ‘keep your hands where I can see them’ isn’t exactly helping your point. Who are you? ❞
"Jack Cage," he said, putting a hand into his pocket, "and in my experience, you can never be too careful. 'specially in a place like this. Sorry about that."
sanctamater started following you
Cage could hardly stifle his surprise at the First Lady's appearance. The older man quickly stood up from behind his desk and offered her a hand to shake.
"I don't reckon I've ever seen you in here before, Lady Comstock. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
Rescue
Rescue:a time when my character was empathetic.
One of Jack’s most enduring traits is his sense of empathy. One of the most notable times his empathy changed his tune was when he first arrived in Columbia. He originally planned to get cozy with Elizabeth, and kill her when he no longer had use for her, but after getting to know her a bit, he took her name off of his list, even walking into an obvious trap to help her.
singtosongbird started following you
Songbirds lense strays from orange to yellow then to green. Hesitantly ending up on green do to having that vague answer for how he knew of Elizabeth.
If he had offered him that, the large beast would of nudged it back to him with the back of his hand. A low whistle leaving the behemoth in response.
Cage shrugged. He wasn't sure what to say to the creature, or even if it could understand him. However, he felt some semblance of camaraderie with the beast. The bird was a far more successful guardian than Cage and he recognized that.
"Well, keep an eye out. You never know what's goin' on in this place. The girl needs somebody watchin' her back all the time."
BioShock Inspired Headcanon Meme
Big Daddy: something/someone my character protects OR a time where my character had to be the protector.
Little Sister: a time where my character was the one being protected OR something that my character sees differently than most.
Golf Club: my character's biggest regret.
Rescue: a time when my character was empathetic.
Harvest: a time where my character was cruel.
Blue Butterfly: something that my character strongly believes in (a cause, religion, etc).
Red Wrench: a physical skill my character has.
ADAM: an addiction my character possesses.
EVE: something that motivates my character.
Utopia: a vision my character sees for their future.
The Great Chain: a goal my character has, long or short-term.
Tonic: something my character wishes they were better at.
Plasmid: a time when my character felt powerful.
Fort Frolic: my character's favorite form of entertainment.
The Medical Pavilion: something my character would like to physically change about themselves.
Arcadia: something my character would die for.
The Kashmir: my character's first party.
Eve's Garden: my character's first sexual experience or self-discovery.
Apollo Square: my character's status (wealth, influence, etc).
The Fighting McDonagh's: my character's first drunken experience.
The Lighthouse: my character's most prominent memory.
Rapture: my character's ideal living space.
apocalypsemother started following you
"What are you doin' here by yourself?"
BREAKING: Ken Levine reveals Lady Comstock’s maiden name, the fact that LC and Booker’s wife are the same person (like Booker and Comstock) and that Anna is named after her mother! Holy shit, Ken Levine! Finally!
// uncagedkiller how do yoi feel? Yay or nay?
//I don't think this surprised anyone, honestly.