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[guardian-angle22]

911: Lone Star | Paul Strickland + orange

[idk-bruh-20]

"I spent most of my life trying to do the right thing and live up to expectations, but it turned out I was being used to cause harm. I just don't want to be used anymore."

Tony 🤝 Steve

^how CA:CW could have ended if they'd had even one (1) empathetic conversation

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: February 23

“Inkpot Gods” by The Amazing Devil

[deathfavor]

@yeonban said: "are you in trouble?" shalnark half-shouts with the most obnoxious grin he can manage, relaxing on top of a boulder and idly kicking his feet. it's a tease of a question rather than one asked in earnest, as he's been watching kalluto fight their newest foes with no help from him - or any of the others - for quite some time now.

Fighting might be a bit of an overstatement. Kalluto knew how to kill quickly and efficiently. That was a key part of being an assassin of their types. They left slow poisonings to the unhappy spouses and vengeful friends. But a quick and clean kill was their art. Poison, blades, strangulation, anything and everything was forced to become an expertise from a young age. Certainly each Zoldyck had their preferences, their stylistic flairs, but there was nothing short of perfection allowed for any type of their training.

Kalluto had always held a bad habit towards torturing, like a cat playing with a bug whose wings it had ripped off. ( Except, in these cases, it was often limbs instead of wings - although there HAD been wings back with the Chimera ants. ) On the job he always was a professional. But off the job? Off the job, he liked to play.

Like now.

Kalluto turns to where Shalnark is perched with an irritating grin, annoyance concealed under a impassive expression, before he turns back towards the enemies. He supposes he HAS been playing long enough. Kalluto sighs once, letting a few more scraps of paper float into the air to surround the victims of his morbid entertainment. The pieces flutter until their pointed just under their jaw towards the carotid arteries, and then plunge into the skin in unison, sending a symphony of wails and blood spewing as the enemies all collapse at once. Kalluto knows well the death time it will take - only a matter of seconds with the severity of the wounds. Eight for the smallest, fifteen for the largest.

" Sorry. I got carried away. " Kalluto apologizes as he turns towards the others. His fan disappears back beneath the silk kimono. He does not linger on the thought of his enjoyment of his cat and bug game nor how that side has started to show up more. He also does not even think of how disappointed his family would be.

[mayxthexforce]

🗣️ / Random Opinion

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Qui-Gon was a neglectful master. He was not the worst master out there (that spot will always be Palpatine's), but he was not a good master and Anakin would have SUFFERED as his Padawan.

Chronologically: he allowed Xanatos to become a classist piece of shit by doing nothing to discipline him, not even when Xanatos mocked people for not having noble blood like him right in front of Qui-Gon; he disowned Feemor because of Xanatos leaving the order to become a classist piece of shit, he was literally certain that the reason why Yoda paired him and Obi-Wan up was because if he did, then the only way Obi-Wan would have to rebel against Qui-Gon was to become the more mature of the two; and then he went and took Anakin, who he told the chosen one thing to which I fully believe was one of his dumbest decisions because THAT'S NOT A WAY TO RAISE A KID TO CONSIDER HIMSELF EQUAL TO OTHER PEOPLE, QUI-GON, THAT'S ONE OF THE (many) REASONS WHY WE GOT XANATOS 2.0 WHO ACTUALLY SUCCEEDED AT MURDERING EVERYONE AT THE JEDI TEMPLE. Also, Obi-Wan literally had to spend time enslaved because Qui-Gon didn't take him as a Padawan at first, claiming he didn't want any more padawans even though he knew he was Obi-Wan's last chance not to get sent to the AgriCorps, which would force Obi-Wan to leave the only home he'd ever known.But he takes Anakin as his Padawan no question, without a care for the fact Jedi are supposed to get padawans based on the child's needs, not on who wants to be their master, and against the council's wishes just cause he BELIEVED (cause let's remember he didn't live to see any confirmation of it) Anakin to be the chosen one.

[talentforlying]

watched 7 hours of rizzolli & isles last night and then slept for 12 more. i am living my best life.

[solarpunkani]

(utopia school project person)

thank you so much for all the help!!!! I’m gonna get to work tomorrow and I really appreciate it!!!!!! :D

Oh I'm so glad I could help!!! I'm rooting for you, homie!!

[lxckheart]

Hello everyone I am jumping on this late night to give a PSA: For the next week I'm gonna be on vacation, I'm flying out to visit my brother whose lived out of state for some time with my dad. And I'm deciding to leave my computer behind, but I will be setting up a QUEUE tonight filled with any replies I might've missed and just general memes and GIFS / Edits for yall to oogle at.

I will be available VIA discord so I will be dropping that before I go to bed for the night.

Down below is also my queue tag.

[esotericsoldier]

I have a reasonal queue now running on here & Lucien ; that's productive for one day, right ?

[lgcbk]

⌜ JOURNAL ENTRY / MARCH '23 ⌟ TRAINEE MISSION 011 / WC: 402 ( +5 PERFORMANCE )

I don't know how to start this.

I've never kept a journal before. I guess I'll start here. If I did this a few weeks ago I don't know if I would have written much. I didn't have a lot to write about. Nothing good anyway. I was pretty angry. At first. Why should I be punished for something someone else did? I was annoyed.

I'm still pretty annoyed. There was a chunk of coal in one of my sneakers the other day and I didn't realize until there was a welt on the side of my foot. When I'm not in my usual workshops I'm preparing for the new ones. I don't have much time to relax. I like to be well-rounded. Mental health is important. The staff tell us this often. I used to be able to relax by cooking, but I was so stressed that every time I tried to make my signature sauce it came out tasting like ketchup. I don't even use ketchup. I don't know why it tastes like that. It went on like this for a week. I just gave up.

Instead I just started to sit around and think. Think about how someone could be so careless. Look where we are. Did they ever think about how this was going to reflect on everyone else? But then that made me think about myself. I'm not faultless, either. I don't always think things through when I should.

We're supposed to learn something from all this, right? I think I did. I understand my weaknesses better. It's not as easy to improve as I thought it would be. The volunteering was hard too, and I was pretty tired. But it wasn't about me being tired... or hungry, or thirsty, or my hands freezing... ... ... It was about us working as a team. When I played sports it was a lot easier to do that. Think about the team effort. It didn't matter if you made one goal if you can't help your team make the rest of the plays. You all lose. And I don't like to lose.

I won't always get things right. I'll probably get things wrong a lot. But I'll try to think about others more. Be more understanding when they make mistakes.

Sorry this is my only entry. I'm not good with these kind of things. Maybe I'll start writing more.

- BK.

[rangers-are-cool-moved]

For: Aragorn :: @lightcreators Unspecified Muse: Hal Place: Edoras, Rohan

  If someone was to ask the Commander of Esteldin what her least favourite mission was, the response would be escort missions. More specifically, the long distance escort missions. Mostly because 9 out of 10 times, it involved merchants who 'know better than you'. But also because talking and being social for a long time wasn't something that she was known for.

  So the reason why Aragorn had chosen her to be his mission partner, when he could have chosen a far more approachable Ranger was lost on her. Not that she was going to ask on their one night off from the escort mission. With the distance between Bree and Gondor being such a long journey, they had opted to rest overnight in the capital city of Rohan, Edoras.

  Having hit her social interaction limit earlier, Hal had retreated to the inn room the two Rangers were sharing that night. Even if it had meant leaving him to face the masses i.e. his fanbase, on his own. But it wasn't long before familiar footsteps were heard and dark grey eyes glanced up from the map she was studying. "Managed to escape then, Aragorn?"

  Contrary to when they were in public, there was now some teasing warmth in her normally neutral tone. Not a surprise as the quiet Dúnedan only let people she trusted see through her mask and she definitely trusted her Chieftain. Hal shifted over, giving him room to sit down on the bed.

[belovedcorvid]

❣ | @cptnslog :: From Here |

The barked order draws a snort out of the taller man, despite the fact that tensions were running high. Rocinante had a hard time with getting reports done to an adequate level on a good day, and frequently ' forgot ' to finish them. While he normally didn't mind Smoker telling him what to do, this particular command wasn't something he'd be able to comply with. The idea that he would work on a report now when someone had an active injury was a little absurd, but he wouldn't make too light of it - not when the other was so clearly upset, try as he might to mask that with anger. " Yeah, I'm not gonna do that, " though blunt, his answer was steadying, understanding - the quiet and calm a stark contrast to the defensive growling he'd been confronted with. He would never reach a wound in that spot the way he was going about it, but there was probably more to it beyond that - Rocinante could certainly understand wanting to be able to patch yourself up following a plan going awry, especially if you took your ability to complete an assignment as personally as he imagined his friend might. This was hardly his first mission that had gone poorly, but it might not be the case for the other - he could certainly recall how much the first one tended to hurt or feel like a personal failing.

Setting his gear aside, he took this moment of regrouping to offer help anyway - time between injury and infection was finite in the field. He deliberately stepped a little louder, a little slower than he normally would, so that his companion would know precisely where he was as he walked nearer to his turned back, so that he would already know he was there when he attempted to retrieve the antiseptic out of tense, shaking hands. Exhausted, probably; it had been a long day. His free hand moved to steady the other at the waist so he could get a better look at the injury - at least that was the plan, but it was almost impossible to tell what was just blood and what was wound with the way Smoker twisted and moved to attempt to reach his back without help. " Stop, " the single soft but emphatic word was all he said for a while as he thought carefully about how he wanted to word his next question, gentle hand pausing its inspection when he finally spoke up again.

" Is this the first mission where you've been caught ? "

[safyresky]

This morning Richard and I had to go on a wee little drive to pick up some coins my dad bid on, and we ended up leaving late because my body hates me, anyway, a very Blinter interaction occurred betwixt the two of us and if I don't share it I think I will surely. Perish

[moonbonded-archive]

OOC TAG DUMP ! last updated 4/17/24. non roleplay blogs dni.

[lxckheart]

@poeticphoenix

[pcguelife]

tag drop part four .