Miles Matheson

Formerly of the Monroe Republic

[justicescreaming]

“I know what the world is like Miles.  I’ve been living in it too.  But you managed to stay underground for years while Monroe searched for you.  We both did.  You can do it again.  If you want to.”

@warlordmatheson​ from here

[warlordmatheson]

“I might of stayed underground but I was found, remember ? By my kid niece of all people.. And then Monroe. I guess we can give it a go, but do you want to be living a life looking over your shoulder?”

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warlordmatheson​:

Miles took the time to look around.. Usually they weren’t alone, and he wondered when this kid would have backup. “Did you find anything?” He asked Charlie, eyes still shifting around so they weren’t caught of guard.

He looked down at the blood covered machete and remembered his former self. Him and Monroe got too good at killing. He didn’t want to be that same guy again.

“Kid, I think we better get going..”

Charlie set the things in his pockets aside as she reached for the gun. Flipping the safety she grabbed the bullets on his belt. “A small bag of diamonds. And three more clips of bullets.” She answered mildly. 

She stood to her full height and shouldered the gun as she looked at him with raised eyebrow. Glancing to the machete she looked back up at his face studying him for a moment.

“Yeah I’m ready let’s get moving.” She nodded quickly.

[warlordmatheson]

“Make sure to keep the diamonds, they fetched a lot in the old world. Somebody might wanna trade them for something we can use” miles said as he begun to walk in the direction they intended before some kid shot at them.

“I want to tell you before I do it. I’m going back to join Monroe. I’m getting you to safety first, but I need to stop him”

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warlordmatheson​:

He gave Charlie a smile in response, as he returned to listening. The clicks of the trigger firing but being empty was unmistakable. Miles decided to push now, hoping there wasn’t a second shooter as that would have meant game over.

Miles threw a dagger at the gunman.. probably not much older than Charlie, and he followed it with a swift swing of his machete. Gunman down. “Charlie, come over here.. Grab his gun and loot anything of value, ok? Ok”

She snorted slightly when she saw his smile but didn’t comment again. Listening to the shots she heard the sound of the the gun going empty. She watched as Miles stood up and grimaced slightly waiting for another shot. They didn’t know how many there was.

Charlie made her way forward her eyes widened slightly when she saw him. He was barely older than her. Shaking her head sharply she made her way over and started going through his pockets.

[warlordmatheson]

Miles took the time to look around.. Usually they weren’t alone, and he wondered when this kid would have backup. “Did you find anything?” He asked Charlie, eyes still shifting around so they weren’t caught of guard.

He looked down at the blood covered machete and remembered his former self. Him and Monroe got too good at killing. He didn’t want to be that same guy again.

“Kid, I think we better get going..”

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warlordmatheson​:

“Well kid.. what can I say? A lot of what we do is suicide.. but let’s cut the bull and focus” Miles said as he waited for an opportunity to strike.

Originally posted by monroe-militia

“Right he should be reloading any minute. I’ll take him out, and you might want to look away when I do”

“Doesn’t mean I have to like it.” She retorted with a sharp shake of her head making a face as she looked at him. 

“Yeah.” She nodded quickly as she cocked her head listening intently as she listened to the shots. 

[warlordmatheson]

He gave Charlie a smile in response, as he returned to listening. The clicks of the trigger firing but being empty was unmistakable. Miles decided to push now, hoping there wasn’t a second shooter as that would have meant game over.

Miles threw a dagger at the gunman.. probably not much older than Charlie, and he followed it with a swift swing of his machete. Gunman down. “Charlie, come over here.. Grab his gun and loot anything of value, ok? Ok”

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x | @warlordmatheson​

“Ya think?” Miles huffed as he moved to get a good look at the shooter himself. “Listen out for the shots, I don’t think he’s got many left before he has to reload. I’ll draw him out and you get your ass to safety”

“I’ll either kill him or he killed. I like my odds”

“Occasionally.” Charlie huffed as she pushed her fingers through her hair. She looked at him eyebrows furrowing as he said to listen for shots. “That sounds like suicide!” She exclaimed with a shake of her head. 

“This is a terrible idea!” 

[warlordmatheson]

“Well kid.. what can I say? A lot of what we do is suicide.. but let’s cut the bull and focus” Miles said as he waited for an opportunity to strike.

“Right he should be reloading any minute. I’ll take him out, and you might want to look away when I do”

[warlordmatheson]

Why can't we just start again? You, me, Charlie ... we can find some place they've never heard of the name Matheson and just disappear. We'll even take Rachel if you promise to keep your hands off her. Im just sick of fighting Miles. Let's go away. (Nora)

“I like it, I do.. But your pipe dream isn’t our reality. This world is a very changed place to what we used to know”

“It’ll catch up to us eventually too. I’ve made a lot of people angry, and they will hunt me down. You and Charlie would be in danger”

[kaosoglxv]

     Charlie grimaced and ducked as the window shattered raining glass down on them. “Well this is a good one.” She said with a snort as she shook her head slightly. She looked around as she tried to get a good line on where the shooter was shooting from. “This is not good.” She huffed as she lifted her gun. “We need to move.”

[warlordmatheson]

“Ya think?” Miles huffed as he moved to get a good look at the shooter himself. “Listen out for the shots, I don’t think he’s got many left before he has to reload. I’ll draw him out and you get your ass to safety”

“I’ll either kill him or he killed. I like my odds”

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[oldmemesandhelpandthings-gone]

“Don’t” Sentence Starters

Change word choice, punctuation, and pronouns, or add any additional context as-needed.

“don’t!”

“don’t tell anyone.”

“don’t laugh.”

“don’t cry.”

“don’t worry.”

“don’t think about that.”

“don’t hide!”

“don’t eat that!”

“don’t drink that!”

“don’t shoot!”

“don’t talk to them like that!”

“don’t make excuses!”

“don’t flatter yourself!”

“don’t say a word!”

“don’t go near them!”

“don’t lie!”

“don’t use it!”

“don’t get too close!”

“don’t talk!”

“don’t say that!”

“don’t leave!”

“don’t go there!”

“don’t touch that!”

“don’t touch me!”

+ add your own!

[oldmemesandhelpandthings-gone]

“Help” Sentence Starters

Change word choice, punctuation, and pronouns, or add any additional context as-needed.

“Help! Somebody!”

“Help me!”

“I don’t need your help.”

“Why do you need my help?”

“Ask for help next time.”

“Do you need help?”

“Help us!”

“Help them!”

“What are you waiting for? Help!”

“Can you help me with this?”

“Why do you think that was going to help?”

“Help yourself to one!”

“Help yourself with it.”

“Help me get this.”

+ add your own!

[oldmemesandhelpandthings-gone]

Send ❄️ for our muses to get lost in a forest during a blizzard.

Requested by anonymous.

[vhsmeme]

* creepy location meme

send a number for our muses to interact at the following! 

an uncomfortably quiet gas station 

a bustling diner that never closes

an old tree with trunks like knives 

a video store with a sign titled ‘ JOIN US ’

the back of a stolen car

a twisting forest that beckons you

an antique shop that smells of death and decay

the lot behind a somber hotel

a forgotten graveyard on the outskirts of town

an abandoned church where the choir continue their song 

a grocery store where no one smiles  

a bar where everyone hums the same song

end of the road

an undisclosed government facility

a howling bonfire where shadows betray you

a police station on edge during a blizzard 

an uncanny farmhouse with a ‘ ROOM FOR RENT ’ sign

[fortheaskbox]

Go on ANON and tell me what you think of me. I do not want to know who it is, at all. Don’t tell me who it is, don’t give me hints, don’t say your screen name. Tell me exactly what you think of me. Don’t sugarcoat things. Don’t lie. If you hate me, tell me why. Tell me what I’m doing wrong. If you like me, tell me why. Tell me exactly what you think of me.

[plotbunnie]

Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

[therenegade-writer]

“Monroe is here, but don’t worry I’m gonna cut his head off”

@warlordmatheson

“Bass is here? How in the hell did he even find us?”

[therenegade-writer]

The feeling of regret came second nature to her these days. If she was being honest with herself—that sense of regret had never been too far away. Even before the blackout, Rachel second guessed her feelings over and over.

“Miles,” reaching out to grab his arm, a trivial gesture. He was stronger than her and could easily pull away if he wanted... But she had to try. “I—I don’t blame you for Danny.” Was that the first time she’d ever said it out loud?

“But I will blame you if you go out there and get yourself killed because of me too,” eyes cold, using all her Will to keep the emotion out of them.

[warlordmatheson]

Miles knew he could easily pull himself away, but he didn’t.. instead he allowed himself to be stopped by Rachel. “You might not blame me, but I think I blame me.. if I had killed monroe a long time ago, I could have avoided all this,” he said to her, taking a moment to cup her face, for potentially the last time. “I won’t get killed, I’m like a cockroach. I’m tough and don’t die easily, besides I don’t think Bass would have the guts to actually kill me, do you?”

[clevvrasthedeviil-archived-deac]

warlordmatheson​:

He had seen bad wounds in his time in the military, and then in the monroe republic, heck he had caused many of these particular wounds himself.. many of them ending very badly for the unlucky fool who got to wear them. “Be right back,” he spoke, heading towards any alcohol.. he grabbed a bottle of whiskey, probably the finest bottle left on the planet and headed back to Charlie. “Got the good stuff, but I’m gonna have to waste it on you”

“Your mom probably is, but you? You got your uncles poor attitude”

She had seen plenty of wounds. More now that they were in the real thick of the fighting. All the wounds she’d seen before back at her village seemed all so simple now. Nothing to really worry about. Nothing like this. Not life enders that could very easily kill someone. “Right.” She said with a small nod taking a deep breath as she leaned her head back. Waiting for him to come back she sighed softly. “Sorry you can keep it if you want.” She said mildly.

Charlie looked at him and cocked her head. “Had to get it from somewhere.” 

[warlordmatheson]

“I can’t, god I can just hear the nagging from your mum.. Do you think I can handle that? I can’t let you die from an infection,” he said and then without much warning he poured the liquid over the wound. “That should help, here” he said as he offered the bottle to Charlie.

“Ain’t that the truth”

[clevvrasthedeviil-archived-deac]

warlordmatheson​:

It was oddly satisfying to have to walk without none of the usual small talk bullshit.. Miles hated that part a lot, and thankfully Charlie seemed to be the same way.

“Stop. I think there’s a couple of guards up ahead. I’ll kill them, and you stay somewhat innocent. You’re only like 12 right?”

She knew he was never one for small talk. Whether that was always his personality or just something that he developed over time. But regardless she didn’t want to deal with it either way.

Her mouth dropped open and she glared at him. “I don’t need you to do that and I’m not 12.” She growled at him.

[warlordmatheson]

“Right right not 12.. must be slightly older, but that’s irrelevant I guess. We’ve all gotta grow up fast now,”

“Let me kill them though, least let me keep your body count lower? I’ll feel like a better uncle that way”