#˗ˏˋ 🛳 ──── 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 〳 ❪ ready for some carnage? ❫

[m4uga]

♡ yeets this for the fun of it~

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 ♡ 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒   ┇   accepting ♡

❝ hey, linguini! ❞ mauga calls out to otis from afar and offers a enthusiastic wave. ❝ where's ratatouille? i have something special set up for him and it's not cheese! promise! ❞

●○○○○ | ATTRACTION

●●●●○ | AFFECTION

●●●●○ | INTEREST

●○○○○ | LOYALTY

●○○○○ | TRUST

[m4uga]

❝ heh, sounds like you need to loosen up a bit, doc. ever tried drinking a tall glass of vaifala? it'll do wonders for your little paranoia problem. ❞

“My biggest weakness? Well, it’s, um—wait, are you, uh, trying to blackmail me?”

[m4uga]

can we put this whole thing behind us ?

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒   ┇   accepting ♡

the musical notes and numbers whizzing past his head like decisive bullets was what mauga had last recalled in the midst of the battlefield before he found himself back in talon's medical bay with one of his ears wrapped professionally in adhesive bandage. some of his precious, curly locks had been burnt off from the music meister's misshot but mauga couldn't help but feel amusement for his own misfortune. it was situations such as these that made his two hearts truly pump and meister should count themselves lucky mauga wasn't the big, dumb brute he portrayed himself to be, otherwise he would've thought it was enemy fire and turn his chainguns against them without much consideration for their wellbeing.

when the music meister spoke those dismissive words, he can only hear half of their sentence, causing his head to automatically turn while dark, honey hues flicker down to see the pretty singer. it's almost as if he's considering forgiving sibyl's dismissal of the situation they had put them in. it wasn't like he had lost his hearing permanently but a long pause ensues, then another and for a split second, it looks as if he was going to deny them his forgiveness, but maugaloa malosi wasn't the kind of man to hold grudges for long periods of time. not anymore anyway, and so he bestowed them a cheeky smile.

❝ like water under the bridge, sibby. you don't need to worry your pretty little head about it. you'll end up getting sick, ❞ he shifts up on the hospital bed to make himself more comfortable than he already is, causing it to creak under his weight. ❝ good news for you. the doc's said i still get to keep my eardrum intact. y'know...you were very lucky to be on my side for this mission because i couldn't imagine what i would've done if i somehow didn't know it was your music playin' those sick tunes, ❞ a deep rumble of a chuckle starts to bubble in the back of his throat. ❝ but if you're feeling that guilty...maybeeee you could sing me one of those sweet tunes of yours until i fall asleep? it's the least you could do for landing me in here. ❞

[m4uga]

like this for a canon one-liner from your favourite 'loose cannon' ♡

❝ why the look, @violetgleams? did i do something? ❞

[m4uga]

[text] And because I'm god and I've decided that; no, in fact, I'm not done.

𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   ┇   accepting ♡

[ 𝐬𝐢𝐛-𝐬𝐢𝐛 🎶 ] not another paragraph!!!! won't you forgive my sins just this once? i promise to make it up to ya with a big red bow on top :D

[ 𝐬𝐢𝐛-𝐬𝐢𝐛 🎶 ] i'm seeing more floating dots on my screen...you're breaking my two hearts sibling :(

[m4uga]

mauga chuckles, raising an eyebrow at her question. ❝ very creative, tuts, but i bet my left heart you're mixing up your name with professor einstein again. get your head outta those history books, will ya? you're starting to spook me a little. ❞

“Who is TUTENSTEIN, and why has he spelled my name wrong?”

[m4uga]

"I dunno if we play for the same team, but I have a feeling we could kick some serious criminal butt, if you ever feel like it. I mean, we might have to talk about the use of deadly weapons, but..."

mauga gently sucks his teeth in at red robin's initial concern about his chainguns and feigns an apologetic look. ❝ ooo, i don't know about that one, kid. you see here, ❞ his gaze flickers down to eye on his weapons before giving them a affectionate pat on their 'heads'. ❝ cha-cha and gunny have something the psychologists call 'separation anxiety'. puts them in a cranky mood if they're ripped away from each other, ❞ a deep chuckle follows under the guise of a warning. ❝ trust me when i say you're not going like their temper tantrums. ❞

judging by robin's structure; mauga can easily tell this boy was small, yet nimble enough to evade close-ranged hits and utilise the gadgets to gain more distance between them if things got dire. someone like robin would be easily underestimated in the field, but mauga knew better than to dismiss it despite not knowing how the hero operated. but, alas, mauga wants to extract more information from him with another dumb smile and the glint of mischief in his eyes.

❝ you're not afraid of getting your hands bloody, are ya? ❞ came the playful tease, but he already knew the answer to that one. ❝ no offence, kid. but you don't look like the type to hurt a fly. ❞

[m4uga]

like this for a canon one-liner from your favourite 'loose cannon' ♡

❝ better watch it, @mumiyah, or those relics might end up in my pocket. ❞

[m4uga]

like this for a canon one-liner from your favourite 'loose cannon' ♡

❝ why not, @chronal-anomaly? if anything breaks, you can just buy another from the store. ❞

[m4uga]

like this for a canon one-liner from your favourite 'loose cannon' ♡

❝ i smell a barbecue, @oculusxcaro! ❞

[m4uga]

❛ are you nervous? i’d hate for you to feel nervous with me. ❜ -Lupin!!

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐍 (𝐄𝐏𝐒. 𝟏-𝟒)   ┇   accepting ♡

as soon as those words registered into mauga's brain, he barks a laugh that would rival a cackle of hyena's. it makes his colossal frame shake and canine teeth to glint under the sunlight. it only took him a few seconds for the laughter to settle down, but not before an amused exhale leaves him.

❝ hey! you never told me you were a comedian, too! what else have you been hiding from me, buddy? ❞ he jokes and lazily leans against the wall behind him, making his form shrink just a bit for lupin if she felt intimidated in his presence despite them not showing any signs of it. ❝ ah, but i think i should be the one asking you that very same question. it's only fair, right? ❞

a beat ensues and mauga takes the time to tilt down his orange tinted sunglasses, showing off his eyes that burn bright with mischief. ❝ feelings mutual and all. i would also hate for you to be nervous around me, too. but, uh, you're not gonna lie to me about not being scared and turn chicken on me later, are ya? you just got it here, and it'll be a real shame for you to leave the party so early. ❞

[m4uga]

First impression on the light type? Sunlight. But the scorching kind.

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?   ┇   accepting ♡

❝ haha! you couldn't be any closer to the truth! ❞ mauga praised loudly after reading avi's phone they had lifted up for him to read. the sunlight but the scorching kind. it made the battle demon's grin widen so much it started to crack even more smile lines if that was possible, but in his world? anything was possible for the samoan warrior—for he was a fireball charging through the mass chaos in all the battles he had previously lost, won or ended in a draw but despite it? mauga had never lost that blazing grin of his, nor did the fire in eyes that would seemingly glow red whenever his chainguns lit up the dance floor.

mauga gave avi a thumbs up before his large fingers would wrap around the handle of his chaingun. ❝ y'know what? i'm starting to like the way you think. we're going to get along just fine...but a word of advice? ❞ a chime of playfulness rings in his tone despite the warning hidden behind it. ❝ don't fly too close to the sun. it'll be ashame to lose you, too. ❞

[m4uga]

@question-marked continued from here

a look of triumph brightness his features at riddler's approval for the drink, causing his posture to straighten immediately. ❝ see? waddya i tell ya, eddie? i knew you would love it as much as i do! ❞ a chuckle ensues as mauga takes a generous sip off his own vaifala. ❝ you want another? i can get you another. ❞

[m4uga]

[text] have you gotten any work done?

𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   ┇   accepting ♡

[ 𝐬𝐢𝐛-𝐬𝐢𝐛 🎶 ] wouldn't be texting you if i was on duty. now that would be very unprofessional of me and twice as embarrassing if i was caught talking to you HAHAHA!!!

[ 𝐬𝐢𝐛-𝐬𝐢𝐛 🎶 ] hold up. are you off the clock right now? because if you are...i was thinking we busted our backs enough for this gig to have a well deserved break, don't ya think? sibby...it's time we have a little party!!!! my treat :D

[m4uga]

[text] Why are we here? To suffer? Every other day I get messages that cause pain

𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   ┇   accepting ♡

[ 𝐬𝐢𝐛-𝐬𝐢𝐛 🎶 ] BAHAHAHAHAHHAA!!!!!!!! better than me??? nobody can annoy you better than me. you and i know that!!! guess i gotta eliminate my competition for you.

[m4uga]

"are you listening to me ?"

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒   ┇   accepting ♡

unsurprisingly, there's a sewer rat in ratcatcher's pocket peeking it's head out to sniff the air, presumably for food or maybe it was just curious at the new scent that was mauga. he notices the movement from the corner of his eye and stares at it for the entirety of the conversation until it becomes completely one-sided and otis's sharp words snap him back to reality.

he blinks once, then twice before the rodent makes its retreat back into its safe space after catching mauga's colossal form block the sunlight and overshadow the duo.

amusement blossoms in his expression and with it, a hearty chuckle. ❝ aww, who's this little guy? ❞ the tank turns his gaze to look down at otis. ❝ you didn't tell me you brought another friend with ya, ❞ as if it wasn't obvious enough, but mauga loves to state the obvious. someone like otis did not trust a man like mauga and for good reason but he's determined to change that soon. ❝ woulda introduced myself sooner if i had known you brought this cute little fella. what's their name? ratatouille? ❞