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"Happy Fathers Day, Spook."
“... Same to you, I suppose.”
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Being hunted was not an unfamiliar thing. Ashton had been chased by radioactive mutant creatures, been shot at while escaping from parties of Raiders, and had fled from packs of feral ghouls. Usually, though, he was running away while in perfect health and in a wide open space. Limping through the remnants of a dilapidated storefront was not exactly an open space, and with his crippled leg, he was not exactly in good health. He glanced back behind himself anxiously, and his heart stuttered to a terrified stop as his pursuer rounded a corner and locked eyes with Ashton.
Mouth dry and pulse roaring in his ears, Ashton attempted to bolt away, to find a spot to hide, but he left a nice blood trail for the other man to follow and he wasn’t exactly fast.
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🌹 🌹 🌹 🌹 🌹
Send 🌹to give my muse a rose.
Flowers were expected.She would usually be working, only to turn around and see a single bloom resting on the bar top, or a bouquet, sometimes with a small scribbled card. Sometimes she was handed the gift, sometimes with other things that people had gotten her. Usually it was just people showing up to drink and talk. Either way, she loved her patrons, much like a big family, in a sense.
So when she turned to see the flowers, she didn't react all that fast, finishing off the drink she had been making, before handing it to the person who ordered it. It was only then, she noticed that the flowers were roses, and she blinked, looking up at the person holding them.
She hadn't seen this man before, but with a gift of flowers, she let a smile slip onto her lips. Gently taking them from his hold, she inhaled their scent.
"Heh, thank you, sugar. Though, I have to say that I think I would remember a face like that if you had been here before. Anything I can get a new customer?"
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Ship: Michael/Charley
ship it
The ship is my: Barge on fire in the middle of the ocean, but the fire isn’t a natural color and it swallows people that come too close. The barge never moves. The fire never goes out. It’s hungry.
I consider this ship’s feelings: Mutual | Mixed | Strange | Awkward | Platonic | Sibling-like | One-sided | They don’t really like each other
I’d consider the relationship: Healthy | Awkward | Abusive | Doesn’t work properly | They’d never get together |
Children: No | Yes | They’d think about it
General Opinion: Neither of them understand the concept of ‘healthy, normal, feelings’, I have a permanent mark from frequent face palming, I’m going to start removing sticks from asses and beatin’ the stupid outta these boys here in a minute. They have a constant friction and something’s gotta give eventually.
#thatbloodybogan#;;ooc#mun talk#it's very late hello#like 2:20AM#WHAT THE SHIT#IT WAS LIKE#1:30 TEN MINUTES AGO#soft shriek#ask#prompt#bambi & the big bad wolf#I FORGOT TO ADD#MY SHIP TAG#RIP#ship it
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Thatbloodybogan :Closed RP
The darkness was one of the first things out here that terrified him. He came from a world of constant florescent lights and bright white rooms. Being surrounded in darkness was something he only experienced during the energy extractions. But even then he was encased in a metallic coffin. Something of which nobody could get to him in. Out here, he was lost in an unfamiliar wasteland of unknown dangers. And everything hurt. The gravel hurt against his feet, the plants hurt if he touched them. His throat hurt from the lack of water he could find. This was the fourth case of darkness out here that he had to endure. Constantly stumbling through the black haze until his foot struck something or he sensed the white hot heat of a small creature scurry by. But he only stopped in his aimless wandering when something a lot...bigger caught his attention. A blip of heat, out in the darkness. Something far away yet he could sense it from this distance. That meant it was a lot bigger than any simple lizard. The experiment turned his head towards the source of the heat signature, his hearts racing with anticipation over a possible threat. It was far away. Would he see it if he lit his hand on fire? The fire made the darkness recede, so perhaps this creature would get scared and run too? He hesitantly lifted his hand, and fire slowly began to sift and shimmer from his skin. Brightening up his world just a few feet around himself. But nowhere near far enough to see the creature in the dark. @thatbloodybogan
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Attractiveness:
repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words
Personality:
grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted || egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible
How likely they would have sex with them:
not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex
Level of Friendship:
never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend || master & pet ||
First impression of them:
I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them
Current impression of them:
I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them
How good of a kisser:
worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed
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The approach was forefront though subtle; at least by his standards. If there was someone who could further his agenda, it was this elusive demon turned playmate. "Want make a quick buck?" The telltale scent of smoke was in the air, a business laid.
One way or another, the Sniper knew how to catch his attention. He wasn’t hurting for money, but there was little wrong about earning more. Especially if it benefited him in other ways. “Mm…I am listening, Tīsu.”
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