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What the people on this site SHOULD be doing is continuously cataloging all the hate-speech, antisemitism, and homophobia that still plagues this site and is further allowed to with the Tumblr @staff not caring. Sure, get rid of the tits and in the same breath condone this egregious shit that’s allowed to fly just because it doesn’t set of any alarms from the app store. A problem in and of itself. Fuck you @staff.

A 24 hour break is just... having a regular life. It’s a surprise to some, I know, but people actually can put this site out of mind for 24 hours. That’s not going to do fuck all. You have to keep going @staff to the point where people start to notice.

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“Act up on us ‘fellers’, eh? Ha! Well, I’ve no doubt in my mind that you could, but you see... The problem there lies in the fact that you’re a no-good dirty rat fink, Mister Bell. In fact, allow me to lay something out for you.” Bemused, Agent Ross taps the ash from his cigar before dragging from it another puff of smoke. Leaning forward, he’s sure to blow smoke directly into the outlaw’s face. 

“YOU are taking a calculated risk in divulging crucial information to us, Information that, might I remind you, WE are paying you quite handsomely for. Now- and I know that this might be a bit of a stretch for your meager intelligence to follow- but don’t you think that ‘acting up’ on us would have some rather serious consequences where your supposed loyalty to Dutch is concerned? That should you pose to much of a problem that we might have to cut our losses and toss you to the mercy of your outlaw ‘friends’?” He takes another pull, tapping the cigar once again against the table.

“Food for thought, Mister Bell. That’s all.”

   —   ❝ - look, i told y’a all i got right now! ❞ he may have made the self - preserving decision to ally with the pinkertons, ( but that didn’t mean he was going to be joyous about it ). these men annoy him to no END, hardly have the ability to understand the people they were attempting to hunt down like wild game. it would continue to be nothing more than that if they didn’t advance, ( a wild goose chase ! ), hence micah’s immediate involvement. ❝ they’re gonna’ blow out the bridge at bacchus station. ain’t that enough? ❞

   —   nostrils flare, agitation scrawled across screwed features. ❝ - at least gimmie’ SOMETHING’! been too damn long since y’a fools paid me what i’m due! ❞ the steady stream of cash was one he’d quickly become greedy for, needed his itch sated. ❝ don’t wanna’ act up on y’a fellers, now. ❞

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they’re part of a past i can’t seem to get rid of.

“Would were it so easy for people like you. You rob, cheat, kill, and then expect the world to forget and forgive once you’re ready to shake your boots from the wilderness and take your place amongst society? Unthinkable… But not impossible.” A breath of composure, his hat is momentarily taken in hand as sweat is wiped from his brow. “My offer is this: Keep us posted on Dutch van der Linde and his associates. I want to know where they are, who they’re consorting with, and what their plans are. Play your cards right, do this for us, and I can wipe your past clean as can be. You have my word.”

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I can’t believe Agent Ross burned all of the smut from tumblr

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@synthmama

It was a security job, four men patrolling the outside of the barge and three standing within, watching the tables. After a series of robberies around Saint Denis, the proprietors had gone antsy and called for the Pinkertons to ensure that their passengers were kept nice and safe as they gambled their nights away.

“Ma’am.” Deadpan, though, for civilities sake does Agent Ross tip his black bowler to the approaching woman. Always helps if a charge was kept at ease. “Tables are back that way if you’re lost.”

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One time agent Fordham made a really funny joke and was scolded by agent Ross for being unprofessional.

Not five minutes later Ross told the same joke.

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Let the pinkertons hunt ur muse and get in a firefight w them

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ugly

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Reminder!! Micha wins every time you erase or stifle Mary or Abagail from their respective storylines.

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Edgar Ross has the emptiest tag ever and I am living

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Also! I think it’s important to point out that neither Andrew Milton or Edgar Ross were involved directly with the federal government as of 1899. In 1893, congress passed the ‘anti-Pinkerton act’ which prohibited employees of the Pinkerton Detective Agency from being hired in any fashion by any form of government. 

They were little more than a group of well equipped bounty hunters being bankrolled by L. Cornwall. SO for Ross to have switched careers and reach the position of Director of the Bureau of Investigation by 1911, he’d have to have been one of the founding thirty-four members hired in 1906. Since the first Director, Stanely Finch, held the title until 1912, we have to assume that in the world of Red Dead, Edgar was elected as the initial Director of the BoI upon it’s founding. 

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Note that Ross brought in the US army to act as a private police force when that is super illegal even for the time be did it due to the Posse Comitatus Act of 1873, which prohibits the federal government from using military personnel to enforce domestic policies.

They specifically called it the US Army to handle dutch. Not the national guard.

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Ross vc: Fordham! I'm about to drag this poor woman out to the desert, get the car prepped.

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' i can give you some insight. i can show you what your guts look like. '

red dead redemption one starters. 

“You hear that, Archer? Sounds like Mister Marston is once again doubting our dedication to ensuring that he’s properly motivated to see his assignment through to the end… Well, that’s all fine and good, I suppose. Wouldn’t have expected any less from a man of his overwhelmingly apparent stupidity.” 

Ross sneers, yellowed teeth standing crooked beneath his mustache. The more imposing Agent Fordham takes a step forward, but Agent Ross stops him with a slight gesture of his hand. 

“Word of the wise, dear boy. It would be to your detriment that you ignore what I’ve been so adamant in reminding you the past few days… Your actions carry weight. Threaten me now, and your wife and son might just pay for it tomorrow.”

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Rate your muse’s mustache on a scale of ‘the Strange Man’ to ‘Micha’

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Red Right Hand | Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

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I’m thinking about the time where Ross just went on like a 6 minute rant about flowers and Dutch @ John and when asked what the hell any of it meant he just-

“I don’t know... But it sure felt good to say!”