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"And we shall call them: The rainbow squad!"

"We abso-fucking-lutely will NOT, Reginald!" -Damen

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Enjoy, I got work tomorrow, ahhh-

#the henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin oc #malli till #marco åström #ezhno nies #kyro davis #damen micheals #riker larsen #keegan moore #joey garcia #my art! #holy shit this was larger than I thought it would be.. #i also made malli and marc's background colors too dark but OH WELL- #i dont have the energy to fix it today

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So, this was a good way to show a bit more of Riker and one of his quirks: Lifting people!

Yes, he knows it's a little odd, but it works. If someone's angry and about to snap? Yoink, you're going to another room to calm down.

He lifts Malli to get giggles and laughter, and Marc will use it on his more sleepy-bad days.

I will thank Scottie (@jaytoons7 's OC) for being an angry gremlin for this example. They have been nicknamed 'firecracker' by Riker and Malli.

Why do I say that last part? Well, here we go: Storytimeee! (Jay and Ulle also belong to @jaytoons7 )

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Giving a growl, Scottie was sat in front of Jay and Ulle, their arms crossed in front of their chest.

"There we go. Little firecracker was about to pop off." Riker remarked, giving a pat to Scottie's shoulder, which made them growl and turned around, shoving a finger right into Riner's face.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!?"

"A firecracker, man. Chill out, it's a compliment."

"A COMPLIMENT?!?"

"Yeah! Have you never seen a firecracker? They're fun and bold and explosive! I thought it describes you well!"

"YOU JUS-" Scottie paused their yelling, looking to Riker dead in the eyes to try and find any sort of lying.. "What are you pulling here, assassin?"

"Nothing being pulled. You're a firecracker, embrace it."

".... What do you think a firecracker is?"

Riker then shook his head. "Not the loud, popping one's, no. We used to break down lighters and we build it up in this.. Certain way, and then BAM-" He threw his hand down towards the ground, before spreading both of them out. "-It would explode out! Like a firework on the ground! Always sounded, and smelt like gunshots. We used to throw them on wood logs when a lighter ran out to start it up. Man, those always went up in flames!"

Scottie could only stare, hearing more and more of an American country accent come out of Riker as he described it. "You.. You called those 'firecrackers'..? And you think I'm.. I'm like one of those..?"

Riker could only nod. "Well, yeah. You're fun, creative, bold strokes, and explosive. If I called Joey that, it would be a joke on her height, but still complementary. They're more of a rigged bomb: sounds bad, but a pleasant surprise, still a bomb." Riker only shrugged with a smile. "Anyways, I need to get on. Peace out, firecracker!"

With Riker walking out, this left Jay, Ulle, and Scottie to stare at the empty doorway. "Well then.." Jay spoke to bust the silence after a few minutes.

Ulle glanced towards Scottie with her eyes wide when she realized that Scottie hadn't said anything either. "Scottie? Bud, you alright?"

Scottie still didn't say anything, only being pulled out by Jay shaking their shoulders. "Scottie, back to reality!"

Scottie's scowl came back, shoving Jay off of them. "Back off, Jay. I'm fine. Just.. A little shaken, alright?"

"Shaken? Why?" Ulle asked, with Scottie rolling their eyes.

"Don't worry about it! I'm fine, this whole things is fine- Everything. Is. Fine." Scottie said, looking up to Ulle and Jay, seeing both of them glance to each other and glaring down. "What?"

This caused the two of them to bolt out of the room, with Scottie just stood there and sighing. "This is gonna be a day.."

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Nationalities, because I need to:

Ezhno - Born Icelandic, raised in America. Considered American.

Keegan - Born and raised in England.

Damen - Born and raised in America. Generally near the California area. Now lives near the Arizona area.

Joey - Born and raised in America. Generally near the New York area during pre-teen years. Moved near California area in teen years. Now lives in Canada, near the Quebec area.

Riker - Born and rasied in America. Generally near the Louisiana area. Now lives in Canada, near the Quebec area.

Malli - Born and raised in America. Generally near the Louisiana area. Moved to train in the police academy near the Arizona area. Moved again to work at The Wall in Canada near the Russia area. Now lives Canada near the Quebec area.

Kyro - Born French, raised in America. Considered American. Generally near the California area. Now lives in Canada near Quebec.

Marc - Born in Italy up until teen years. Raised in Sweden remainder of time. Quad citizenship for Italy, Sweden, Canada, and America. Now lives in Canada near Quebec.

#ezhno nies #keegan moore #marco åström #joey garcia #kyro davis #riker larsen #damen micheals #malli till #nationality #edit: damn you can really tell im an american huh? #ironic that i hate the hest and most places mentioned are nothing but h o t

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A2 with one of the Rainbow Squad! Maybe Marco or Joey?

Marc is hit with feelings he cannot understand. Please reboot and wait.

#marco åström #henry stickmin oc #my art! #ask answered #i have today and tomorrow off which is why im so active #the henry stickmin collection #also context: gremlin started flirting with him and called him cute

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*throws more blankets at you while also sending hugs* Okay, let's see...screw it, crossover. Your characters playing Among Us, what are they like? Doesn't have to be in depth or anything

*takes blanket (and your hugs) in a tight wrap*

"Doesn't have to be in depth", you know who you're talking to, right? If it gets too long, I'll put it under a cut. It'll be both Imposter and Crewmate (I'm basic, shhh), and which one they prefer playing as. Edit: It got too long with Ezhno alone. It's under the cut.

Ezhno Nies ArcCoil

Ezhno doesn't play many mobile games that aren't one handed, so he wouldn't have a lot of experience playing. On a computer, it's a little different, but generally still the same rules applies. He actually prefers playing imposter, since it's less buttons to focus on, and he's surprisingly good at it. He's silent in chatting and allows others to give alibis. Unless it's voice chat, then he actually talks. On crewmate, he's DEFINITELY the last one to get his tasks done, even in ghost form. It's just difficult for him to move fast.

Keegan Moore

Keegan isn't a fan of Among Us, since he just hates lying. If he does play, he prefers crewmate, as he likes to focus on tasks. He is the type of person to ignore dead bodies right beside him and get accused of being imposter and getting voted out. Generally pretry quiet in chat, since he's not good at communicating, same thing with voice chat. If he does get imposter, there's a 50/50 shot of him leaving the game and entering a new lobby. Only time he doesn't is with friends, but you can TELL he's imposter, since he votes himself to leave.

Malli Till

Oh, lord, do NOT give this boy imposter. He likes playing Among Us, and tries to play both sides of it, but he likes being crewmate and sneaking around. Being the imposter is anxiety inducing to him, especially if his partner leaves the game, or it's a single-imposter game. He's more chatty in game than he is in real life, both voice and messages.

Riker Larsen

He'll try to play casually, but ends up getting WAY competitive. He's the type of guy to throw his phone on the bed and scream in anguish like his first born just got killed in front of him at a loss of a very good game. And the go about his day like nothing happened. He likes both roles and takes them both seriously. He's also the guy to start with the questions 'who and where' to the person who found the body.

Joey Garcia

They're the type of person to just do what they're told by the game, silently do it, but throw in false information to cause. chaos. Like, people learn to take her information like a penny in a pocket to a rich man. They just love it. There are some points where they take it seriously, but mostly, just being chaos.

Kyro Davis

Uh.. Kyro doesn't actually know WHAT Among Us is. They've owned a pager or Nokia for most of their life. They have no clue what mobile games actually are. If they did play, they'd just be very confused of what the fuck is happening.

Marc Åström

He doesn't actually have mobile games on his phone, the only game he has is Minesweeper, and a few games that Gremlin has downloaded. He mostly uses his phone for communication, and prefers playing arcade games like pinball, Fix-it Felix, or Pac-Man. He also likes the coin pushers, oddly. But, yeah. Has never touched a console, computer, or mobile game that wasn't a basic.

Damen Michaels

Fucking LOVES playing imposter. Right out the bat. Being able to act sneaky and corner someone to kill them, using doors and lights to his advantage. This boy has developed strategy from playing as imposter so much. Honestly? 9 times out of 10, he's the type of person to make Riker rage, because he's just good at it. He's also good at being crewmate and guessing who the imposter is, but he loves being imposter himself.

#crossover #the henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin oc #ezhno nies #malli till #keegan moore #riker larsen #joey garcia #kyro davis #marco åström #damen micheals #ask answered #among us

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📌 "you have the absolute worst taste ever. I hope you know that." "fuck you."

With maybe Malli and Riker, or Marc and Malli?

"One shot, come on." Marc said, glancing to Malli with a smirk. He held the remote in his hand, with the TV paused on a show that he was watching. His smirk only got wider at Malli's sigh, as well as seeing him settle on the couch beside him.

Tapping the play button again, he watched with a cocky smirk at the show. This smirk eventually faded as he got more and more into the show.

"What the..? Is this some sort of-"

"Shhhh."

Malli glanced over to Marc at that, before looking to the TV again ans watching it. Although it was in Italian, there was English subtitles for Malli to read, but this dialog seemed familiar...

"Is this a soap opera?"

"I said shhh."

"Dude, my grandma watched this after her husband passed, why?"

"It's good, you little shit."

This started a glare off between the two, staring at each other for a solid minute, before they both turned back to the TV. Malli watched until the end, holding back a small groan of relief at it being over. "You have the absolute worst ever. I hope you know that."

"Fuck you." Came the quick remark of Marc, causing another glare off between them. That wasn't until Malli grabbed the remote.

"You want a fucking good soap opera, I'll show you one.."

"AH-HA!"

"Shut!"

#theyre friends being little shits to each other :) #the henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin oc #marco åström #malli till #ask answered

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Random facts about The Assassi's that don't have any story benefit, but won't leave my mind:

-Marc eats pudding and yogurt without a spoon.

-Joey struggles with her hair on bad days, but HATES when it's any shorter than the length it is now

-Kyro took classes on piano, but consciously cannot play it. It's muscle memory to play a few songs (including, but not limited to, Clair de Lune, Für Elise, and Beethoven Virus)

-Malli and Riker were both in choir, band, and marching band. Riker played clarinet and Malli played the drums.

#marco åström #riker larsen #malli till #joey garcia #kyro davis #the assassi's

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Something cute, sweet, and quick. And I think I'm set on making this canon for me. Marc and Gremlin anyone?

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This can be marked as shipping (ocxcanon) if you please.

#the henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin oc #marco åström #thsc gremlin #my art!

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And here we go! A restless first night for The Assassi's, featuring them in a kitchen.

Scottie Anderson belongs to @jaytoons7

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With the day winding down to an end the excitement of meeting new people and being set on a long, strenuous mission with a lot of research needed, it was.. Well, a lot.

Riker sat at one end of the table, his body reaching a certain amount of exhaustion that left him unable to sleep, even if he wanted to. And yes, he wanted to, and tried to at least get a nap in at the table.

This dream wasn't lived, with high alert for everything, he just wanted to make sure the other Assassi's were okay. He felt the table shift slightly, glancing up to see it was Kyro sitting across from him. Giving a smile, he rested his head back down. One or four.

Malli and Joey were the next two, Riker spotting them with someone else. About the same height as him, chirping and smiling. He diverged off quickly from Malli and Joey to sit with Ezhno, Violin, and Accordion. Hmm, they probably all knew each other.

Joey and Malli sat across from each other, with Malli sitting by Riker, and Joey sitting by Kyro. Of course, the shortest of them all leaned against their partner, moving her cape to lay on Kyro's lap, as they were shivering.

Malli rested his hand in Riker's back in an assuring way, resting on the table as well to meet Riker eye to eye. They were both exhausted, bags showing more under Malli's eyes than Riker's, but with how slow Riker was breathing, it's a miracle the leader's body hasn't called it quits. Three out of four.

The distinct sound of metal crutches caught Joey's attention, glancing to see that it was Gremlin and Marc coming in. Of course, Marc lingered by to make sure Gremlin didn't hurt herself, before coming to the other's and sitting on the otherside of Malli, purposely setting his upperbody weight on Malli, which did get a groan. But, the pop that Marc felt underneath his elbow, told him that it was a good groan for his back.

Four of four. "Mm, okay.." Riker started, sitting up to make sure he got the other four's attention. "I talked with Reginald a bit, he IS allowing us to stay in the station itself. He'll let us go down tomorrow to get any supplies we need, including weapons and clothing. He does have extra clothes we can use for tonight."

With a unanimous nod, Riker continued: "However, there arises a problem.. He's only allowing us one room, two if we absolutely need it, and I'm not sure how comfortable you guys are with this group yet.." Joey gave a quiet hum at that, allowing her mind to think.

"Well, if we're allowed two rooms, wouldn't it be fair to use those two rooms? I mean, say it's two beds a room: me and Green can sleep together in one bed, and someone else could sleep on the other, and then the other room has two more beds for the last remaining two." She spoke, with Marc giving a nod.

"Orange, since you're more comfortable with Purple, maybe you two could take that empty room and I can sleep with Green and Raspberry?" Marc offered, with Riker nodding. "We'll take a look at one room, alright? If it's not big enough, we'll do Raspberry's idea."

A plan was in motion...

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...or would have been.

Late that night was nothing but restless for The Assassi's. Riker suffering from insomnia made it damn near difficult to get comfortable to fall asleep, and while he was shuffling around to tire himself, Malli woke up from a particularly bad nightmare, not wanting to leave Riker's side.

In the neighboring room, Marc also laid awake, staring at the ceiling. Joey's restless tossing and turning from stress kept Kyro awake, all attempts to soothe all of them proving useless.

Joey was the first to get up, swiftly moving from the dead and empty halls to the large kitchen, using a nearby step stool to get the ingredients she needed, as well as the utensils. Yes, she was moving as quickly and as quietly as she could, not wanting to leave Kyro for too long.

Next two to enter the kitchen were Riker and Malli, Riker pulling up a chair to sit down, while Malli sat on the floor and rested on Riker's leg, his bandana on rather than his mask. Riker used his hand to pet Malli's hair, using his nails to light scrape his scalp, all in the efforts to soothe him silently.

Kyro was the third to enter, pulling up a chair and sitting down in it. They had a blanket tightly wrapped around them, shivering at how cold it felt around them. Yes, it was at least 72 degrees Fahrenheit, but it still felt cold to Kyro.

By the time Marc entered, Joey had pushed something into the oven and set a timer, before moving to sit down in Kyro lap, allowing the blanket to be wrapped around them to trap the warmth. Marc pulled up a chair beside them, resting on Kyro's shoulder as well to try and help in warming up. He was the only one to still wear their cape and hood, moving it to hug himself.

And there, they sat. Silent with each other, comfortable. The sweet smell of cooking dough filled the room, easing them into a better state of relaxation. The sound of shoes on metal did alert them that they were the only ones awake, but frankly, none of them had a chance to care about it.

They heard the 'chink' of a knife being pulled out of a sheath, but only turned to look when the kitchen lights got cut on. Marc hid his face and eyes in Kyro's shoulder, the light hurting him.

"What in the Hell are you doing in my kitchen?" The voice said, clearly wearing a chef's uniform, and pissed. Oh, utterly pissed.

"Sorry about that," Joey started, her accent coming out more than they realized, "none of us could really sleep.. I bake bagels on those nights. We'll be out of kitchen when it finishes, I am really sorry."

"Yeah, sorry won't cut it. Whatever ingredients got used, I want payment for. As well as-" The chef got cut off, seeing the 4'11 demi-female walk up to them, handing over the money.

"Probably more than enough, plus the dishes got washed. Even if you didn't come in demanding it, it would have been left, along with some of the bagel." Joey spoke, going over to the oven and opening the door, before they grabbed out the pan (with a potholder), shut the timer off, and picked up one of the bagels. The chef was going to say something, but closed their mouth upon seeing Joey knock on the bottom of the bagel, giving a satisfied smile to herself.

"Bagel's are ready, boys." Joey said, stepping backwards to allow the other three to get their own, each of them using a paper towel to grab and hold their bagel. Joey then turned around to the still-stunned chef. "There's an extra one, if you want." They said.

The chef looked to Joey, putting the knife away and the money while staring suspiciously. They watched the other's, seeing that they were eating at it eagerly, all except for Malli. They gave one glance to Joey, seeing that even they were eating the bagel, before giving a sigh and going against their better judgement. They moved over to the tray, grabbing out the final bagel and giving it the knock-test themselves. Passed, perfectly.

Joey watched the chef crack open the bagel, seemingly inspecting it to make sure of everything. This wasn't anything new to Joey, but still eagerly watched as the chef took a bite, watching their face contort to initial disgust at a food that wasn't his own cooking. But, it changed, more and more to a relaxed expression. Dare even say, impressed? Very slight, but Joey knew her bagels weren't for everyone.

".. You have my respect." This caught Joey's attention real fast, looking to the chef and watching them take another bite, much larger than the first, but still being modest about eating. "It's a little.. Sweeter than I was expecting, but not a bad thing.." It was almost as if they were looking for a reason to hate it, given it wasn't their own cooking.

Joey did find herself accomplished, holding back a smirk even if it showed in her eyes. The chef looked her dead in the eyes, walking over to Joey and holding his hand out that didn't hold the bagel. "Chef Scottie. I hope this isn't a nightly occurrence."

"Oh, no, chef, it isn't. This is a new place, some of us are so exhausted we can't fall asleep, some of us got woken up- It's just a cluster fuck tonight." Joey explained, with Scottie nodding slowly in a distantly understanding way.

"Anyways, we'll be out of your hair, alright? Don't worry about cleaning the tray, I got it." Joey said, with Scottie watching her move from Kyro's lap to work on cleaning the dish, which didn't take long, since it was nearly spotless coming out of the oven. They stood by the oven itself, watching The Assassi's file out of the kitchen, setting the chairs and other things where they were found and missing at. They stood in the kitchen for a long moment, before looking to the bagel and taking another bite out of it.

'Need to ask for that recipe..' Scottie thought to themself, walking to the exit and flicking the light off, before heading back to their room, half a bagel still in their hand.

As they entered, they saw their little sibling, Buckethat, sitting on their bed. With a frustrated sigh, Scottie shook their head and crossed their arms. "What are you doing in here?"

"Couldn't sleep." Buckethat spoke, their legs kicking up and down, before looking to Scottie and gasping. "Are you gonna eat the rest of it?" They asked, pointing to Scottie's bagel. While the older didn't want to give it up, they also didn't want Buckethat to stay awake. They did feel a little sleepier after eating it..

With a dramatic sigh, Scottie handed the bagel over. "Here." Buckethat gave a quiet squeal in excitement, grabbing the bagel and eagerly eating it. Scottie simply shook their head, taking off their chefs jacket and hanging it up on the coat rack.

"Wow, this is really good!" Buckethat said, with Scottie shaking their head. "Don't talk with your mouth full."

After a little bit, the bagel was completely gone, but it was.. Odd. Scottie felt sleepier with each passing minute, Buckethat's eyes were barely able to stay open now. Scottie moved Buckethat to lay down in their bed, before laying down in their own, flicking the lamp off beside them and falling asleep within minutes.

Yeah, Scottie's going to get the recipe.

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The Assassi's - Assassination for Preparation

How much can I write in a day, after just waking up and only writing for about 2 and a half hours?

Apparently, 2.6k words. Anyways! The stuff beforehand:

Jane Dex and Nicole Dex both belong to @howlerlight

Tw: Assassination. Assassination Attempt. Death Threat. Guns.

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"Do you really have to go? Won't it be dangerous?" Gremlin spoke, watching Marc slip on a darker color outfit than he normally did, but still having the hood over his head.

"Oh, it'll be extremly dangerous. This is Mx. Dex we're talking about! No doubt, someone's gonna be high on our tail, especially with Jordan being on the case as their bodygaurd." Marc spoke, looking himself in the mirror for a moment. Once satisfied with his gear, he gave a nod and grabbed his hidden blades, which were a strapped with a very dark blue leather, rather than the orange-y tone that Riker's had.

"Jordan..?"

"Green." Marc replied, with Gremlin shaking her head. "Okay, so their name is Jordan?"

"It's a codename, Gremmy." Marc said, shifting the belts across his chest to tighten them, hearing a click from the joints behind him to indicate it had tightened and now fit properly.

"So, their name isn't Jordan.. Then why are they called Jordan?" Gremlin asked, standing up as she walked over to Marc, grabbing up sniper that laid ever so carefully out for Marc, tracing her hand lightly over the barrel of it. "Listen, I just don't want you hurt, okay..?"

"Jordan, being a common name for a taller American looking person. Although, Green isn't actually American, it still helps." Marc said, turning to Gremlin as his smile faded, moving over to Gremlin and lightly cupping her cheek, enough to gain her attention and allowing her to lean into his hand. "I'll stay as safe as I can, okay? You need no worry, min duva. I've done this before."

Gremlin gave a sigh, before nodding and looking to Marc's eyes, smiling in a worried manner. "I know, but I'm still gonna worry.." She spoke, with Marc moving forward to set the sniper down, hugging Gremlin once the gun was safelt down. He moved on hand to take the top hat away, resting in her hair. He felt Gremlin nuzzle against his chest, his face warming up and feeling oddly.. Soft and fuzzy inside. He felt the smile return, moving back to look Gremlin in the face, moving his hand that held the top hat up to move her hair out of her face. "Min duva, I'll return before you know it." He spoke, setting the top hat back on her head.

"Promise me it?" Gremlin spoke, moving one of her hands up to boop Marc's nose.

"What if I reveal just a little bit about me? Will that assure you?"

"It better be taking that hood off." The two shared a chuckle at that, with Marc shaking his head softly.

"My name is Marco. I'm Italian and Swedish." Marc hummed softly, before booping her nose back. "Call me Marc, but don't use it around the other Toppat's, sì?"

Gremlin nodded at that, before she glanced to the time. "Well, Marc, you need to get going, if you're gonna make it to the rally in time." She said, feeling more assured than she ever thought she could. Moving away, she allowed Marc to set the sniper rifle in its holster on his back, but Gremlin also took this chance to grab the magazine he had laying out. Two bullets only. Man, there really wasn't any room for error, was there?

Soon, they were set down the hallway, Gremlin walking beside Marc on the way towards the teleporter. Kyro had been sent out hours before him for preperation and being around one of the main rally leaders. They couldn't exactly give away what they were doing, but what was happening was better silent than spoken.

As soon as they reached it, Gremlin stopped Marc short, her nerves eating at her again. "How can I be sure that it goes well?"

"Cut the news channel on, you'll see Jordan around. Just know, I'll be around behind the camera. And, expect us back about an hour or two after it ends." Marc said, settling on giving a kiss to the back of Gremlin's hand, before he moved towards the teleporter, giving a nod to Burt and being sent through, down towards the Earth. Gremlin stood still, face pink from the kiss and heart practically beating out of her chest, before she finally made her way out of the communications and teleportation room, walking towards one of the lounges to put on the rally...

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Marc practically ran from point A to point B, that being about three miles apart, it took about twenty-five for running about two and a half miles. Another bit to walk and take time to catch his breath, about four minutes of walking, two more of running, and he made it too the building he needed. Yes, he did have dip and swerve through alleyways, but soon made it exactly where he needed.

Climbing up the fire escape, right to the top of the building, he lifted himself onto the edge and looking around, trying to spot who he needed. No, not the rally leader, although spotting them and Kyro was a good bonus. He looked around more and finally found who they needed.. The pink haired military solider.. A good shot, and will do anything to protect Mx. Nicole Dex. That wasn't his target. As soon as he noticed her, on a nearby building, he took another look around to spot another mysterious fellow... But their shot wasn't aimed for the opposing rally leader to Nicole.. It was AT Nicole.

Marc moved himself backwards, settling on the nearby wall and just watching, waiting.. Please, for the love of God, shoot the bitch..

His eyes stayed focused on the military officer, watching her move the rifle to aim at the blackened figure that was, in his opinion, a dumbass assassin wanna-be. He held his breath just a bit, as if he was the one holding the gun, before he spotted he gun move, quickly turning to see the other guy killed off, now a lifeless corpse hanging on the side. He moved swiftly, ducking behind the wall he was at, and using his momentum and speed to juum from the building he was on, down onto Jane's building.

Jane jerked around at the sound, but where Marc had landed? There was no one there. She took a moment to scan the area well, but ultimately spotted nothing. "You got the target?" Rang out a gruff voice in her ear, moving a hand to tap the mic button. "Affermative. But, I'm staying longer. I have a feeling.." She spoke back, cutting off the mic and taking one last look, before settling back down on the ground and checking her sniper scope.

That was, until she felt weight on her back, between her shoulders that kept her down. Her expression changed to shock, grabbing the rifle tighter and keeping her ground. "I need you to stay calm, Mrs. Dex. My goal is not Mx. Dex."

"Who are you, and what do you mean?" With Jane's words, she tried to push herslef upwards, not expecting to be rivaled by the strength of the unknown person above her. She did break some, but it wasn't enough, and she wasn't repaired to listen to the words of whoever this foreigner was. "And I swear, if you give some dumbass annswer-"

"Call me Snipe. I do not want Mx. Dex dead, I want her opposing member dead." This got Jane to let up just slightly. Turning her head to look Marc dead in the eyes. Her own eyes were narrowed, flicking her sniper on safety as to not cause a stray bullet, before putting her arms under her.

"How can I trust you, hmm?" She asked, a snarl in her tone, but she felt the weight leave her shoulders, watching as this male got down and laid beside her, with his own sniper. Gloves, the cape and hood, his dead stare of want.. She took one look down to the sniper, seeing the safety engaged as well.

"Take a look.." He spoke, glancing to Jane, and after a bit of a stare off, they both looked in their respective scopes. "That person you see standing beside Mx. Dex? Large, glasses, practically looking at us?" Gaining a hum once Jane spotted the person, did Marc continue. "Their with me. They're there to protect Mx. Dex, not harm." Turning the gun slightly, Marc flicked the safety off.

Jane glared for a moment, watching him line up the shot. "What did he do, huh?" She asked, moving her sniper to bump Marc's off, gaining a growl and seeing him bare his teeth. This made her smirk, and also gain his attention.

"He's corrupt and a liar. Put my crew in danger just to to keep his ass safe. I'm not letting him do that to la ma famiglia again." Marc said, taking his time to line up the shot. "Mind doing me a favor?"

"I would mind, actually. I don't know you."

"And yet you haven't knocked the gun out of my hand. Aim at the bodygaurd's head."

"No."

Marc hummed, already expecting the answer, before he put his finger on the trigger. "Then move." He said, without taking another answer. She was either moving or getting hit with a bullet shell. Frankly? She only gave a chuckle and shuffled backwards. And quickly, two more shots rang out. The two bullets in Marc's chamber were gone, one through the skull of the bodygaurd, and the other through the neck of the rally leader.

Hearing the click of the gun behind him, as well as a barrel of a sniper being placed to the back of his skull, he could only sigh. "Well, that seems a little too easy, huh? Putting blind trust in-"

With anohter shot ringing out, as well as the grunt of Kyro in Marc's ear, did his fake 'you got me' turn to actual shock. "Jordan?? Are you okay?" He asked into the mic, before he gained a small 'I'm fine' from the bodygaurd. "You can't just give me an 'I'm fine'- Bring the car around, is Mx. Dex still alive?"

"I got shot in the ribs. Gonna be bruised for a while. Mx. Dex is alive- Swinging by to get you and Officer Dex." Kyro spoke, clear and deep, which was enough to soothe Marc's worries, before he looked to Jane and grabbed her sniper, using his strength to get by her to try and knock her down, but Jane wasn't going to let up easily. She fought back, using her advantage of skill set to rip the sniper out of Marc's hands and topple him to the ground.

She aimed the sniper at him, right between his eyes. "Give me one good fucking reason I shouldn't put a bullet through your brains."

"Jordan has Nicole safe! They're on their way to pick us up! Nicole is safe, trust me! Hold me at gunpoint until you see proof." Jane glared down in his eyes, trigger finger ready to pull, but she couldn't. Safety was still on. Glaring and growling, Marc took this chance to grab his sniper and run towards the edge of the building. He was able to hook it on his back, before jumping from the edge.

On the opposing building: Fire escapes. He grabbed onto the railing once he was close enough, his ribs hitting onto the bars. Although it hurt, he didn't have time, moving as quickly as he could down to railings. Once he was down on the ground, a car skidded to a halt beside him, doors unlocking as he jumped into the back seat.

Jane had been high on his tail, going down the building they were on's fire escape to get down, slower than Marc, but still hitting the ground shortly after Marc got into the car. She opened the other side, get in and-

"Jane?" Her gaze softened as she saw her own sister, alive and well, right beside her. "I knew it was you.." She said, moving in and hugging her, still stunned, younger sister.

Jane finally moved to hug Nicole back, feeling the car move and hearing the doors lock for their safety. "I.. You.. But.." She stammered, looking to the heavy-breathing Marc in the seat in front of her. "You... Weren't lying."

"Nope. Wouldn't lie about something like this." Marc spoke, giving a chuckle, which was quickly followed by a hiss of discomfort, and some minor swearing in Swedish. "Ohh, I think that's broken.."

"Really? When's that ever shocking?" Kyro spoke, taking off their sunglasses to reveal the multi-colored, prosthetic eye they wore that day. Black and red checkered, with some little white speckles. Their comment was followed by a hearty chuckle at the glare they gained from Marc.

"Oh, here we are, Mx. Silent with the jokes, ey?" Marc said, dramatically moving his hands and head, just to gain more laughter and giggles from the three others in the car. "Anyways, is there somewhere safe you two can go for the night? Away from uh... Paparazzi?"

"The press. Paparazzi applies to celebraties, press applies to politcal figures. But, I think we do have somewhere." Nicole spoke, looking to Jane with a smile, gaining a nod from the younger.

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About three hours passed, before Marc actually called Burt to get them picked up, both him and Kyro being sore in the ribs from damaging them. Marc had called Riker, just to tell him they were alive, before they finally got teleported upwards.

With getting back up to the orbital station, it was a bit painful for them. Marc was sent to the medic ward immediately, given for how much pain it was for him breathing, and Kyro just dismissed their own discomfort as bruising, before going to find Joey.

Walking through the halls, suit and all, their glasses were tucked in their breast pocket. They soon spotted the lounge where they could see Joey, swaying and chewing at her nails, chatting with Malli and Riker. Well, less of chatting and more of listening to the two talking with each other.

They also looked around, to find Gremlin sitting silently, anxious by the way she tapped at the table, sitting across from the third in line, Sven Svensson. Sven was chatting, seemingly trying to calm Gremlin down. Looking between the groups, they decided to go towards Gremlin first, wanting to ease her nerves and not leave her in the dark. They hated being left in the dark themselves, so alleviating that stress would help ease the anxiety.

Walking over, they gave a tap to the table to gain both Sven's and Gremlin's attention. They gave a glance to Sven, before looking to Gremlin and crouching down, motioning her closer. Cupping their hand to her ear, they then spoke: "Blue is okay. He'll be pleased to see you in the medical bay. Worst thing, a broken rib." They pulled back, with Gremlin's eyes wide with relief. Before they knew it, Gremlin was hugging them and thanking them. Kyro did give a pat to their back, albeit awkwardly, they got up and let Gremlin run off, before giving a nod to Sven, and turning around to get over to Joey.

Giving a tap to Joey's shoulder, they turned around and gasp, before quite literally jumping into Kyro's arm, the size difference being funny to other's around them. But, to Kyro, this was home. They hugged Joey tightly, lightly nuzzling her cheek, before pulling away enough to see her eye to eye. They then gave a kiss to the prosthetic eye, when Kyro's eyes were closed, so it got planted on their eyelid. This made Kyro smile, hugging Joey tightly in their arms and giving a sigh of relief.

Riker's chuckle broke up the reunion between the two, with Kyro looking to Riker. "Glad to see you okay. I'm guessing Marc broke something?" With Kyro nodding and point to their ribs, Riker nodded. "Figured so. And that leaves that part one of three, complete." He spoke, opening up the folder and giving a mark to one part of it.

#the henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin oc #jane dex #nicole dex #kyro davis #joey garcia #riker larsen #malli till #marco åström #thsc gremlin #sven svensson #burt curtis #my writing! #ask for trigger warnings #the assassi's

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Ezhno’s birthday is coming up, so it’s got me wondering how he, Kee and the Assassi’s celebrate their birthdays (the assassi’s can either be going into it individually or together as a group)

Ooo, this is a good one:

Ezhno used to not celebrate his birthday, especially after his father died, but after being in the clan awhile, he did start being a little more open about it. Getting gifts always surprises him, he honestly expects nothing for his birthday.

Kee usually celebrates it with Conner and Lauren, whether it's going out to eat, or just hanging out at the park, they're seen together for at least a meal, before going their seperate ways. With the clan, he'll want to either be by himself, or just those close to him (namely Ezhno, Violin, Accordion)

Riker and Malli celebrate their birthdays together! They're only a day apart (Malli being older), and just enjoy each other company. Since they were close friends in the past, this also was a money-saving issue for both families, and them being able to celebrate together (even if it was just a cake and home-cooked meal), they hate being apart for it. (Even after Malli went to the police academy, him and Riker found ways to see each other)

Joey didn't actually know her birthday for a while. Like, they knew it only came once a year, but never actually celebrated it on the same day. This did confuse her in the past, but it was later explained to her that they celebrated it when it was convenient. After joining The Assassi's, they make sure to celebrate it on her birthday, which gives it way more meaning to her.

Kyro likes being told a simple 'happy birthday', but that's pretty much all. They don't like huge parties or celebrations, but spending time around The Assassi's, and especially Joey, that in itself is enough for them. (Joey almost always gets them a little trinket for their birthday)

Marc is a family guy, I'll admit it for him. He'll try his best to visit his family in both Italy and Sweden, even if it isn't on his birthday. But, on the years he can't, he enjoys spending time with The Assassi's, as they've become a third family to him. (Yeah, a third family).

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A little something Riker does for them all is what is called a 'weapon cleanup', in which he takes their weapons that morning, examin it, and basically makes sure its in a good position. If it needs cleaning or sharpening, he'll handle it that day, and if there's something damaged or nearly broken, he'll get it repaired. He doesn't do this with his own weapon, or Malli's once he joins, but he'll do it either the following week or the week before.

#ask answered #henry stickmin oc #ezhno nies #keegan moore #riker larsen #malli till #marco åström #joey garcia #kyro davis #the assassi's

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"I'm making it my goal to get that hood off of you eventually." Gremlin hummed, feeling her arm being stopped by Marc's hand.

"In your dreams, Gremlin.. I don't take it off for nobody." Marc chuckled, moving his hand back down to the report once Gremlin stopped messing with his hood, instead feeling his arm that currently held her up.

"Nobody, huh?"

"Nope."

"What's the chance I could see?"

"A little higher than the others."

With Gremlin's exclamation of surprise, Marc couldn't help but laugh at it, leaning back against the glass behind him.

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It's 12:30 at night, should be asleep, but for the love of God, this would NOT leave my mind. So, here ya go.

It's still being debated on if shipping or not, so I'll say interpret how you please.

#henry stickmin oc #marco åström #thsc gremlin #the henry stickmin collection #my art!

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Malli began his bit of walking around the base, restless and unable to sleep. There was no reason he shouldn't be asleep, but there was something that urged him to stay up. Fear of nightmares? Fear of attack?

As he kept wandering around, he soon spotted the blue cape and hood, as well as the body it belonged to curled up tightly under it. Taking a few more steps towards it, he saw that it was none other than Blue.. While glancing around, he started thinking of the past few days..

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Walking with a newspaper in his hand, a gasp of surprise left him when he felt two hands clap down on his shoulders. He heard a voice very quietly whisper 'gotcha', before they released again. Italian accent. "Goddammit, Blue.." Malli muttered underneath his mask, glancing towards the mysterious fellow. He shook his head lightly, before glancing back to his newspaper to read.

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Happily chatting away with Orange, Malli didn't hear or notice Blue crossing behind him. The only reason he became aware was from a fist being set on his back and a push upsetting his balance. Quick to regain it, he stood up straight and glanced to shit-eating grin on Blue's face, his own annoyance clear in his eyes, but it only made Blue cackle and leave out.

"Don't worry about him," Orange began, "he's not one to get used to other's around."

"At least he's getting comfortable."

This caused the leader to look confuse, before Malli looked up to Orange. "If he wasn't getting comfortable around, he'd stay cold and distant like he had been when I first came in, and that following week to come. After gaining the crossbow, he did start warming up. It all takes times, but I'm willing to wait."

Little did Malli know, Blue lingered right behind the corner to eavesdrop, a shock gaze in his eyes. He lightly grabbed at the cape fabric near his chest, trying to fight the smile growing on his face, before he walked off to what he needed to do.

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Malli gave a simple hum to himself, before spreading the blanket out and draping it over Blue's body, spreading the fabric enough to cover him completely. He then stood up straight, smiling softly as he began to walk. He was stopped, with someone grabbing his wrist, and since the only person was Blue, he glanced down to him. Glazed eyes that looked teary, a tight grip on Malli's hand, and a look of remembrance. "Can.. Can you stay a bit longer..? Until I got back to sleep..?" Blue's voice broke the silence, with Malli smiling and trekking backwards, before sitting in the cold floor silently.

With a small 'thank you' from Blue, he then began to get himself comfortable, spreading himself out and laying on his stomach, arms being his pillows as be still kept his head turned outwards and towards Malli. He glanced down towards the other, nodding slowly to himself.

"Marco. Marco Åström.. Call me Marc.." And with those words being uttered, Marc slipped off peacefully to sleep, his breathing slowing down comfortably.

Malli didn't leave immediately, lingering around with a small hum. He didn't know how long he stayed, but it was long enough for him to shift comfortably and rest his head on Marc's bed. He was asleep for in a few minutes.

#henry stickmin oc #malli till #marco åström #my art! #the assassi's

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I have more animal association with character than I do music association. On that note:

Malli - Crow

Riker - Fox (specific: Cape Fox)

Joey - Dolphin (specific: Orca)

Marc - Owl (specific: Elf Owl)

Kyro - Wolf (specific: Northwestern Wolf)

Ezhno - Guinea Pig (specific: Rex Guinea Pig)

Keegan - Cockatoo

Damen - Deer (specific: White-tailed Deer)

#shitpost #malli till #riker larsen #joey garcia #kyro davis #marco åström #ezhno nies #keegan moore #damen micheals #i dont know i got a little 'b'ed.. no one knows what that means but oh well i got a little 'b'ed

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YOUR STICK, MARC, HAND THIS BITCH OVER NOW I GOTTA DO A FUNNY RIGHT MCFUCK NOW PLEASE I WANNA PUT SEVERAL PEOPLE IN HOSPITAL BEDS VIA MAKING THEM WHEEZE AND COLLAPSE TO THE FLOOR!

Dude, you're gonna kill me with this message- I- *wheeze*

Here's a picture of him solo from the first time I drew him. I give you creative permission to do chaos, little Gremlin, with Marco Åström.

(If you need pronouns, He/Him full set)

#ask answered #marco åström #i genuinely started wheezing this was so funny to get so suddenly-

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Question for ya – Do The Assassi's have their a consistent uniform, or do they have their own outfits that correspond to the colours they are associated with?

– Abyss

So, the capes are completely optional to wear (aside from missions to hide their identities). They're free to wear whatever they want! But, I'll give a bit of an explination as to why some where the capes and some don't:

-Marc wears his to be mysterious. He likes as little to be known about him as possible. It also helps him stay alert about what's in front of him and not worry about his peripherals during a normal day. It is pushed back a bit for missions, but still not enough to affect anything.

-Kyro used to wear theirs all the time, to keep their hair out if their face, until the patch of a similar color was made to help cover their eye (a distinguished/noticable trait) and help pull back their hair.

-Riker wears his most often, since he personally likes the color orange, and it keeps his shoulders hidden. Most often, he'll wear a tank-top under it.

-Malli has been getting into the habit of wearing his cape, but ALWAYS has his mask. Just like Kyro, to hide distinguishing marks.

-Joey made hers and loves it, so they wear it. Some days, they'll go without it, especially if it's just a lazy day without a worry.

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Now, as for what a uniform: On missions, it's either A, a formal outfit, or B, a completely black uniform with no marks or identifiers on it. For eveveryday, it's whatever The Assassi's frel comfortable with. (Marc almost always stays in the black uniform, however there are exceptions)

I'm sorry, I'm getting off track. Point being: The capes and black uniforms are for stealth missions. Formal attire is for formal 'in-view' missions, without the cape, but still hiding marks. No one is required a uniform, but is encouraged to have their color on them and to hide distinguishing marks when around others of business (Like, the Toppat Clan), as to not be identified or outed.

#ask answered #beloved abyss #sorry if thats a little confusing: i can clarify if need be! #the assassi's #marco åström #kyro davis #joey garcia #malli till #riker larsen