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“Please,” His rocky covered arms raised slightly in a non-threateningly way as he slowly muttered, “I’m not gonna hurt yous, alright?” His gritty voice shot back. “Just trying to mind my own business.”
#sh.starter#[hi y'all! I'm Ash and I'm here to play Ben Grimm.]#[let's be besties for the resties]#[also if you want to plot with Ben or have any ideas that you'd like to do I'd love to hear them!!]#[my askbox is open anytime!]#[also also this can be answered by anyone and anywhere! I don't mind! I left it very open so that people could reply! <3]#gifchat
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Dog Days - Open Starter
The day that had been forecast as sunny was instead cloaked by torrential rain. Bucky was making his way back from work and was still thirty blocks away from his apartment. He was drenched to the skin, and the sleeves of his Henley were sticking in the metal plates of his arm, so if anyone bothered to look he could be arrested within the hour. Also, his dog was shivering, which made him irrationally grumpy anyway.
He'd found the husky on the corner of his street on a day not unlike this one. He'd tried to walk past her, but she was the only living thing for weeks to come over to him, and once he found she was missing a leg, he couldn't leave her to rot. Now, he was admittedly attached.
Rooting around in his pocket found he didn’t have enough for a taxi, which was hardly surprising. He ventured into a Starbucks and sat down at an outdoor table with his dog, trying to shield her with the table’s umbrella. Water dripped down his baseball cap, and he knew he looked a sorry sight. Perhaps that was why the stranger came up to him. Bucky glanced upwards and then quickly away again.
"If you work here," he said, "I'll move on in a minute. It's just my... My dog is getting soaked."
#sh.starter#this got long#lola here again guys!#i'm so excited to start with bucky i love him to pieces#if you want to plot come on in to my ask#:)#para
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“– I could’ve sworn I’d locked that door.” Matt laughed softly, resting up against the still swinging punching bag for a moment. “Apparently, I either completely forgot - or just did an awful job of it. Not sure which is best.”
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“Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like it’s unbearable, but what the hell happened to the music here? Oh, I think I’ve found myself a cheerleader... Really?”
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“Damn. I leave for two minutes, and the city’s already gone to shit.”
#sh.starter#lame starter is lame tbh???#im gonna post one on sharon and one on storm too ((that will probs also be just as lame))#and then i think my mom wants to go somewhere#but other than that ill be here all day wheeeeee#anyways here is scott he is smol and a grumpus but i love him v much
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“That’ll be $3.45,” the cashier said, and Eli nodded. His hand went to his pocket for his wallet, and he froze.
Fuck. Fuck. He had to be the only superhero in New York who could get his pocket picked without realizing it.
“Uh,” he stared at the cashier like a deer caught in the headlights.
This kinda thing probably never happened to Iron Man.
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“I have a meeting in twenty minutes, so do make what you want quick.”
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“... Sometimes I think it would be easier if I’d been deaf instead.”
#it's 1:49 in the morning and i feel like d y i n g 8))))#sh.starter#ic#chat#ororo#pietro#kevin#crystal#felicia#sigyn
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“And stay out of this neighborhood, alright! If I catch you causin’ trouble again, there won’t be any mercy.”
#sh.starter#[idk what kind of starter this is]#[but you can be a bystander or the person he has a hold of??]#[either way is gucci with me friends! i just need more ben grimm in my life]
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“I swear I can explain what I am doing here. Pinky swear. That’s how you know I’m serious.”
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With the Avengers disbanded ( officially ) and trouble seemingly resting ( for now ), it left Steve with free time -- and there wasn’t much else he hated above free time. Most mornings and nights ended here: with him beating a punching bag until his fists hurt and his breath was short. Most mornings and nights, the gym was empty, and no one cared enough to bother him. Today didn’t belong in the category of most mornings and nights. He heard footsteps echo in the room, but he didn’t glance up from the bag as he spoke to the newcomer.
“ -- Did you want a go at it?”
#sh.starter#ok i realize it has been a solid Nine Years since i've posted a starter for him#so pls come to me my children#come for the butt
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#sh.starter#[yes that is a command.]#[this is the absolute lamest starter in my entire rp career but it works]#[literally the most open thing too. Could be taking place anywhere! <3]#[also if you want to plot with kilgrave. count me IN and add me on skype: ashleeparson1 or you can message me on here]
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“Was that supposed to impress me?”
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“...Now how does this work again?”
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“It’s nothing, really.” Sharon brushes off their concern easily. “Two minutes with a first aid kit and I’ll be fine.”
#sh.starter#ignore the dude like feeling up her face pls#unless ur character is about that kinda thing?? idk
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It was difficult to earn a few dollars when a militaristic Task Force was patrolling the streets, but Jasper was nothing if not a daring man. He strummed his guitar, smiling at the individuals passing by and tipping his head in thanks when they left a small tip in his hat. “I don’t exactly do requests, but I guarantee I can improvise something on the spot -- so long as there’s no mentions of giant metallic Sentinels.”
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