they call me a monster.but i'm not, am i?[ independent RED pyro role play blog. i track the tag "the clearcutter".will hold themes of blood, gore, violence, and possibly other nsfw subjects. ]
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With a muffled grunt, it sits down next to the saber, hand moving beneath its chin to scratch there. It seems to enjoy the purrs that the animal emits.
The animal purred louder, rubbing it’s head onto the Pyro’s leg.
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reddeadsoldier replied to your post: Mmmpph.
The saber tooth tiger gleefully approached the Pyro, purring loud.
The Pyro stares down at the animal. How exciting! It seems to be happy, too. The arsonist reaches a gloved hand down, rubbing over the feline's head.
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"Hrrmm. Hhu." It thinks for a moment, scratching at its neck. Then it nods. It likes her too, but it doesn't voice that. It seems obvious enough, in its opinion. Sliding its hand away, its arms drop at its sides once more.
Berezi looked at the Pyro for a moment, silent, before stating, “I like you.” It seemed something big, for actually wanting to be around someone else, especially someone who was the same class as, ugh, Arthur, but announcing that she found someone tolerable was a big step for her. She nodded once, as if affirming her observation.
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It doesn't seem all that bothered actually, giving a soft noise in response then nodding slowly. One hand rises, then rests lightly on the Spy's shoulder, patting it gently.
Cocking her head, the Spy watched the Pyro curiously. Her half-smile was still in place, listening to the humming. It seemed content, at least.
“Sorry eef I am forward.”
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dont..dont ship it… DONT SHIP IT…D
DONT
SH-SHIP……….
fuck
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She shrugged, “You offered for other people. I theenk you deserve one.” Her mouth twitched into a quick half-smile and she leaned up to kiss the Pyro’s other cheek.
Beneath the mask it can't help but blush a little, obviously flattered by the actions. "Mmmph." It tilts its head forward, humming in the back of its throat.
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Burned Wreck-ruit Page 11
not sure if charging towards them or running away Pyro doesn’t like the male staff of the institute, that’s why in his Pyro vision, he sees them as spikey shadow figures that destroys the world
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It nods at the first question.
Yet at the second question, it has to pause. Were they nice to it? No, not really. Well, some of them did tolerate it and show some hospitality. So it raises a hand, shaking it side to side in a so-so manner.
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“That’s good to hear. I’m glad you enjoy your time here. Do you like your team mates? Are they nice to you?”
He questioned, sitting up on the bed and looking at the Pyro with genuine curiosity. If anything, he felt bad. Having to be in that suit practically 24/7. No one to share your feelings with. It must hurt horribly.
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The Spy cocked her head and looked down at the offer before thinking for a moment. Without a word, Berezi leaned up on her toes and pressed a quick kiss to the Pyro's cheek. She blinked, standing straight again and looking at the Pyro curiously. Did he feel it, even?
It stared down at her for a moment. It felt the kiss through its mask albeit faintly, and for a while it seemed to be thinking about what had just transpired.
"Hmmph?"
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✪ kiss that richie kid
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✪ Kiss Gustav.
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Send me a "✪" and i'll kiss whoever you ask.
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It tilts its head to the side, thinking for a few moments, mulling over the question in his mind.
Finally, it nods.
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Nodding, he takes a seat on his bed and smiles again.
“I hope you don’t mind cats…”
He mused quietly as Malcolm emitted a loud ��meow’ from the corner of the room, obviously bothered by the pyro’s presence.
“Do you like it here?”
Richie asked, his voice edging on a melancholic tone.
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The arsonist seems to consider the offer for a quick moment, before it strides forward and takes a seat. It isn't really hungry, nor is it thirsty, so it shakes its head.
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“Would you like to sit down? Get something to eat or drink?”
Richie offered, standing from his chair and inviting the Pyro to sit. Might as well be welcoming.
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Squinting beneath its goggles, it reaches out to take the sniper's hand and shake it. It doesn't give a proper response, it just shakes its head then lets out a gruff mumble.
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He smiled warmly, extending a hand to the Pyro.
“I’m Richie. Richie Valentine. It’s a pleasure to meet you. What’s your name?”
Richie asked quietly, placing his SMG on the table next to him.
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