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sob this was our best game in a party together @asexyshoelace

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me, a bloodhound wearing the plague doctor's mask, radiating murderous energy:

my idiot teammate, a wattson, turning around to look at me: hey cutie <3

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Apex Moment #5

Here I am, playing with two strangers. We land, all have white armor, and I find purple armor and know I suck so I ping it. Our Wattson just tells me to take it and I get this bad anxiety because I kind of suck at the game so hhhhhh

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Pc gamer problems

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I’m so sorry.

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Apex Moment #4

Le Pathy friend gets finished by enemy Mirage: Me, as Octane: *downs Mirage with a thermite* You like finishing people!? *finishes Mirage* *gets killed instantly*

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Apex Legends - Unspoken Rule #1

You do NOT and I repeat, NOT loot your teammate's boxes when they are killed. That stuff is theirs, and if you want them to be remotely helpful to you, you will leave their stuff there for them to retrieve unless they request that you grab certain items to drop for them when you are respawned.

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Apex Moment #3

Me, as octane: {gets downed trying to help my friend (a wraith)} Lifeline: {downs a gibby on top of me} Me: {currently losing my mind laughing because I have a close-up of the Gibby’s face while the lifeline smacks him with her drumsticks}

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so um.. friend of mine got an error when we were trying to get into a match, and when he logged back in he was put into a match with me and the rando that selected wraith. long story short, we have double wraith by mistake. not only that, but we ended up as champions. yikes

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When you’ve wandered too far from your squad and see another group of three Octavio (Octane) Silva Apex Legends Look at him go!

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Anya Petrov, Raveen | Apex Legends OC

|| Basics ||

Full Name - Anya Petrov Nickname - Raveen

Age - 28 years

Gender - Female Sexual Preference - Bisexual, but is leaning more towards woman romantically and not sexually.

Race/Species - Human, Russian

Accent - Russian Main Language - Russian Secondary Languages - English, small amounts of Spanish due to living in areas where a lot of English speakers are

Mental Disabilities - Schizophrenia Tics/Habits - Wrist scratching, foot and finger tapping, hair twirling

|| Body ||

Blood - B

Body Posture - Straight Body Type - Pear Height - 5'1 Weight - 110 lbs

Cup Size (female) - C

Physical Strength - Has no physical strength whatsoever Physical Disabilities/Flaws/Health - Occasional seizures

Diet - Raw foods, mostly fruits and vegetables. Isn't too much a fan of meat but will eat it.

|| Appearance ||

Skin/Hide Color - Pale.

Hair Length - Goes down to her waist Hair Style - Put up into a tight bun to keep it out of her face. Out of the game she will let it flow free or let Lifeline do her hair however she wants. Natural Hair Color - Pale blonde Current Hair Color - Pale blonde

Eyes - Ice blue, almost silver

Face Shape - Round

Brows - Thinly picked

Tattoo's - Neck - Back - Right Arm Piercings - Dahlia Bite

Scars - C-section scar

|| Style ||

Common Worn Clothing - Casual wear. Regardless of the weather, she will wear a coat or poncho with fur. A tank top underneath and a pair of comfortable leggings to go with to remain comfortable as well. The hat is only worn during the winter. Arena Wear. Typically has a face cover to protect her skin from any oncoming gunfire or explosions. Futuristic Russian combat wear. Will wear a shawl Shawl while in her private quarters.

|| Attitude ||

Personality - Active, Adaptive, Somewhat Athletic, Calm, Cultured, Empathetic, Loyal, Passive-Aggressive at times, Dominating, Devious at times, Sadistic

Emotional Condition - Is well composed in the public areas, though commonly has mental breakdowns while in her private quarters.

Reason for entering the games - After an incident in her past, Anya decided to enter the games as a way to distract herself from her thoughts.

Temperament - Has a short temper at times, but does her best to tolerate others who get on her nerves.

Sexual Behavior - Is no longer sexually active.

|| Points ||

Hobbies - Fishing, Archery, Gardening (mostly vegetables), Bird Watching Likes - Birds, fur pelts, snow Turn-ons (emotional and/or sexual, please state) - Emotional - Comfort, cuddling, touch to her hair (from people she is comfortable with) - Sexual (inactive) - Sensitive neck and spine area

Hates - Reptiles, mostly snakes Turn Off's (emotional and/or sexual, please state) - Emotional - Egotistical behavior - Sexual - Filthy bodies Fears/Phobia's - Her doors being left open. While she sleeps at night, she keeps the room door, bathroom door, and closet door propped closed with chairs. If they are moved when she is awake she panics. Men (mostly just causes discomfort). Personal Things - Has Russian Stacking Dolls that had once belonged to her twin daughters. The dolls are precious and kept hidden away.

|| Skills and Abilities ||

Personal Skills - Has a green thumb and is good at noodling. Passive - Enhanced senses. Due to her Russian heritage and strictly remaining closely bonded to Russian traditions, she has learned to pay close attention to her surroundings. Sounds around her are enhanced by 10%. Tactical - Imitation. Will send out her children's spirits in whichever direction she is facing, sending each out one at a time similar to Bangalore's smoke grenades. They will imitate loud footsteps and the actions of random legends to lure other squads in to shooting them. When shot, they will giggle and light their attacker in ocean blue for 3 seconds. Ultimate - Sleeper Agent. When her ultimate is built up to 100%, she will press a small button on the earpiece that she wears on the right side, and a timer will begin. She will hear one word spoken by her daughters voices that sets off her Berserk. A timer for 15 seconds will be set off, and her aim will become 10% more steady along with her senses being enhanced by another 5%.

|| Relationships ||

Friends - N/A atm

Enemies - A majority of men. She does not like being around them at all.

Romantic Interests - After some things in her past (to be explained later) she has become more interested in other women. Relationship Status - Single (widowed)

Children - Twin daughters who passed away at the age of five

|| Companions ||

Small Pets - Ural Owl by the name of Yesfir

|| Extra ||

Personal History/Past - Anya had the average life. She was a stay at home mother with two five year old twin daughters, and a husband that she loved dearly. Her husband was acting strange one morning, and by the time she had gone to ask him why, both daughters had been drowned in the bathtub by him. She responded like any traumatized mother-by slitting his throat with a kitchen knife. After that, she decided to put herself into the Apex games as a distraction to keep her thoughts away from what had happened.

Occupation (if acquired) - Has no job outside of the games. Religion - Atheist

Home/World - Earth Living Space - Lives in a dormitory room outside the arena, at the far back area from where everyone else stays. Living Partners - Only Yesfir.

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I see everyone making Bloodhounds unmasked headcanons thick and muscular.. But if you look at the arm that Arthur is on, they’re actually around Octane’s body build.

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From a roleplay moment with a very close friend of mine. We’ve spent a lot of time doing some cute and funny stuff with Bloodhound and Mirage (maybe, just mayyyybbeee some naughty stuff) One of said funny moments was Mirage being the trickster he is and gluing googly eyes to BH’s mask while they slept. Friend wants to remain nameless and has given me permission to post this. She used an image of some sort as a reference.

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Apex Moment #2

Me, playing Octane: *runs in to save team mate with peacekeeper*

Another Octane: *is trying to punch me prob due to no ammo*

*I shoot him, he punches me, we both drop dead*

*I fucking lose it screaming of laughter*

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Apex Problem #1

Teammates running into an enemy squad guns blazing, dying, then ditching the match

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Apex moment #1

Friend: *goes afk as mirage* Me: *as octane, puts down a jumpad under us both* *a random pathy arrives and stands in the doorway* *looks left, then at us* *crouches many times and joins in* Friend: *comes back* *screams into mic and shoots at them* *they gun us both down* And meanwhile I’m losing my shit laughing friend is @asexyshoelace