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marvelforged · 9 days ago
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@zimwy sent: ' have you seen steve? did he make it out? ' for logan or banner, you pick! said with increasing anxiety (I chose Bruce, thank you so much!)
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ㅤㅤㅤBruce is shaking crushed plaster and concrete out of his hair when he hears Bucky's footsteps come pounding up behind him. Like every come-down from a Code Green, the physicist is somewhat disoriented, his legs not quite steady as he surveys his surroundings.
ㅤㅤㅤThey're a quarter-mile outside what Banner assumes was once a weapons testing compound, if his own prior experiences with nuclear explosives is anything to go by. The facility's little more than a sunken pile of rubble now, though whether that's from whatever munitions were held inside — or The Hulk's doing — Bruce can only guess.
ㅤㅤㅤJerking around, the physicist blinks owlishly without the assistance of his glasses, peering at Bucky with a furrowed brow until he finally registers the other man's metal arm. A subtle line of tension in Bruce's shoulders ease, the shade of a prey-like wariness subsiding from his features. For now, at least, he's not at risk to be captured like some dog that's slipped his leash.
ㅤㅤㅤ“Barnes…” He says, something akin to relief in his tone, “I… what?”
ㅤㅤㅤHave you seen Steve? The question sharpens Banner's mind and he turns back towards the ruin of the compound, squinting as he searches… not the wreckage before him, but his own spotty memories.
ㅤㅤㅤ“Hulk saw him—” Bruce replies slowly, reaching up to pinch at the bridge of his nose, as if pressure will force the fugue from his thoughts, “…ah, running up a ramp, I think? Did… did the compound have sub-levels?”
ㅤㅤㅤThe physicist vaguely recalls a darkened hole — or was it a crater? — and the Hulk's fists slamming down, down… He shakes his head, more detritus dislodging from his hair. As much as Bruce would love to locate a shower and a whole bag of takeaway curry right now, the work is clearly not done.
ㅤㅤㅤ“Okay…” He says, clearing his throat and patting down his UMF trousers, extracting a pair of collapsible spectacles from its interior sewn pocket. Sliding the glasses on, Banner nods to Bucky, “… Let's go see what we can find.”
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malediictum · 6 months ago
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@bughoused
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Gotham was not a place he wanted to be, and yet here he was. The diner was empty except for a small woman in the corner. Bruce sat across from her, eyeing her movements for a long time before speaking softly. "You there Renfield?"
He reached out, gently grabbing her hand. "Its Bruce." He didn't want to frighten her, after all she'd seen what he was capable of. They'd met in Arkham when Banner committed himself and they were released around the same time.
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edensbite · 22 hours ago
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been on @elegaria for a lil bit ♥
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vxmpirehunterd · 2 years ago
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Stares. (from Lou!!)
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The hunter's soul beckons him to stop dead in his tracks as he felt the pair of curious and innocent eyes watching him. D quickly spun around on his heels, meeting face-to-face with whoever was in his field of orbit.
And to his surprise--the stranger was an unattended child--silently staring at the dark hunter.
Where did this little girl come from? And where are her parents? D thought to himself as he turns his head from side to side as if searching for the guardians in question.
"You shouldn't be wandering out here alone. Are you lost or something? The dhampir began to carefully approach the child, not wanting to suddenly frighten the girl.
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reapxrs · 1 year ago
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we're worth more than anyone bargained for
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diamndbrn-a · 2 years ago
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NEW  VERSE  UNLOCKED:    introducing  charlotte  st.  thomas  !  
tag  name  :  tbd.
with  catherine’s  help  ,  alyssa  is  now  under  a  disguise  .  this  is  ,  quite  possibly  ,  one  of  the  hardest  things  she’s  ever  had  to  do  ———  all  she  knows  how  to  be  is  alyssa  jones  !  how  in  the  hell  can  she  be  someone  else  ?  brown  hair  ,  pink  eyes  ,  the  most  cutesiest  clothes  she  could  find    .    .    .    catherine  love  remade  her  into  this  girl  .  leave  it  to  an  expert  to  show  a  novice  how  to  play  the  role  of  another  ,  right  ?  originally  ,  this  was  just  a  joke    ,    but  now  charlotte  is  just  what  alyssa  needs  to  stay  safe  .  especially  if  lukas  slithered  his  way  amongst  the  rats  in  new  york  city  .  
A  FEW  THINGS  TO  NOTE:
unless  your  muse  is  a  mindreader  or  knows  alyssa  very,  very  well, please  do  not  assume  they  automatically  know  charlotte  is  alyssa  .    catherine  and  alyssa  worked  to  make  sure  her  accent  is  hidden and  all  of  alyssa’s  mannerisms  are  altered  to  ensure  she  isn’t discovered  .  however  ,  if  plotted  and  alyssa  trusts  your  muse  on  the  deepest  of  levels  ,  she  may  reveal  to  them  that  it’s  her  , provided  they  do  not  say  anything  !
charlotte’s  colour  scheme  is  pink  and  brown  .  I  may  use  these colors  in  threads  with  her  under  this  disguise  (  obviously  the banners  and  such  will  still  be  her  original  look  .    .    .    that’s  too much  to  edit  )  .
for  this  verse  I  would  prefer  to  plot  it  out  instead  of  just  winging  it .  i’m  very  excited  to  roll  it  out  but  I  would  rather  it  be  structured  and  know  exactly  where  the  thread  is  going.
there  may  not  be  icons  for  this  verse  ,  I  love  my  hands  too  much  to  reedit  my  current  icons.  
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honorhunt · 3 years ago
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why does everyone want to talk today? — @lionthought / there’s always a downside.
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            ❝ that's how interrogations work, ❞ the hunter chimed unhappily from his perch on the wall. she was looked terribly young, but her eyes cut through the room with a shrewdness only a long-time survivor could bear. but dipping into the profits of a hutt was a brash move for anyone who wanted to see another day.
            ❝ the container, who did you sell it to? this is your last chance, kid. jabba plans on giving you to pateesa — ❞
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            ❝ she's not as friendly as me. ❞
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immortalmuses · 4 years ago
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@affcgato​ sent:  I think IHOP might be where hope goes to die, and I say that as having been in many an IHOP at 3am (tony @ bruce)
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          Bruce chokes on the mouthful of (tepid, uninspired) coffee he’s just taken a sip of, half spitting it back into his mug and shooting Tony a look from over the rim. “That’s not funny.” He rasps, even as laughter hitches at the Scientist’s words, making them warm and unsteady. Furtive, Bruce angles a glance over his shoulder to where the bored-looking waiters are congregating at the cash til. Satisfied they didn’t overhear, he mutters at Stark out the corner of his mouth, “...even if you’re right, Tony, this is the only restaurant open in a twenty mile radius. Unless we want to sit in the rain, we have to be on our best behavior until JARVIS gets here with the jet.” 
          It’s hardly the first time Banner has been stranded in some remote, rural area with more cows than people. It is, perhaps, the first time he’s been stranded without transforming first. And with a friend, to boot. It almost feels like a road trip! (...a... voluntary one)
          Glancing down at the menu (laminated, but somehow still sticky), Bruce can’t help but grimace. In his life, the physicist has eaten his fair share of questionable cuisine, but even a Hulk-Stomach would think twice before rolling the dice on those eggs benedict. Refolding the menu, he reaches for his regrettable coffee, “.....maybe I’ll just have pancakes.” 
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maidenxfthemxuntains · 4 years ago
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count-v-dracula · 4 years ago
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[[ Gonna shower and I will be on! Muse is on fire tonight. Plus I had a freaking hilarious moment at work today so that pushed a shot of serotonin and dopamine into my brain yes~ ]]
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marvelforged · 13 days ago
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Dig the Trenches and Gather the Heaps
ㅤㅤIn midnight sleep, of many a face of anguish  ㅤㅤOf the look at first of the mortally wounded ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ—of that indescribable look; ㅤㅤOf the dead on their backs, with arms extended wide, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤI dream, I dream, I dream.
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ㅤㅤㅤBruce slides a thumb over the weathered page, his eyes tracking words he’s read a dozen times before. He knows this poem without the book, but there's something comforting about holding a battered copy of Whitman’s Leave of Grass in one's ands. Sighing, the physicist shifts tired eyes to the orange haze off his balcony. Sunrise or sunset… he's not entirely sure. Blinking, he murmurs the recitation from memory,
ㅤㅤ"Long, long have they pass’d—faces and trenches and fields; ㅤㅤWhere through the carnage I moved with a callous composure ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ—or away from the fallen, ㅤㅤOnward I sped at the time—But now of their forms at night..."
ㅤㅤㅤBruce pauses, swallowing.  ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“….I dream, I dream, I dream.”
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disastrcl · 5 years ago
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[ Message Incoming ]: Anonymous
Hey Rohan do you ever want to change your partner's personality?
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      The ANDROID raises a brow at the question. Leaning back in his chair seemingly amused at the fact someone was BOLD enough to ask such a realistically impossible question. “I’m assuming you’re referring to DETECTIVE Reed then considering he’s who I tend to be partnered with on a regular basis unless I’m needed elsewhere.” 
      Where does he start with such a heavily loaded question? Many would GLADLY change the Detectives personality within a heartbeat. Changing him for the better they’d say. Make the environment within the bullpen less hostile and more tolerable. 
      But Rohan doesn’t want things. Can’t want things. The RK900 model is not programmed to have the ability to want anything or anyone for a matter of fact.
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      “Theoretically, if his personality was changed, it would be beneficial to the majority of the DPD. Morale would increase, hostility and venom spewed between the DETECTIVE and various other coworkers would greatly decrease. With increased morale, the probability of efficiency within the bullpen would increase by a predicted 10-15 percent. Overall it appears that it would be better if his personality could be changed on them simple predictions alone.” 
      There’s a pause, as if he needs to think over on what else to say. Gloved fingertips press together as he crosses a leg. Amusement seemingly never leaving as he presses on with what he ‘thinks’ about this highly impossible scenario. 
      “Contrary to what many would say, the DETECTIVE having a personality change is of no concern to me. As long as he is still able to complete his cases and work along with myself so that said cases are completed efficiently. But, it’s rather selfish to wish to change someone isn’t it? A human acts the way they do due to their influences in life. I don’t know what shaped the Detective to be the person he is today. But whatever happened to make him the small, bitter trash raccoon he is today, it hasn’t made him any less capable of being an excellent DETECTIVE. I am content with having him as a partner even with his many tremendous flaws.”
      A roll of his shoulders as he straightens himself out. Adding more as if it was a mere afterthought. Words that one might think he added on just as an air of politeness. “I prefer the DETECTIVE the way he is to an extent. I don’t believe I could work with a ‘nicer’ version of the DETECTIVE anyways.”
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foreaft · 5 years ago
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other me, whispering : bring your naruto ocs back me : hah, you’re funny af
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movingcrimejournalist · 6 years ago
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lovelornings-archived · 6 years ago
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{ You know what would be fun?
If I started using that whole item collection thing to keep track of completed threads
Anytime I finish an interaction with another have Ayano take something from the last scene if she can. Kinda like little trophies- even be able to link back said threads to the object in a special “Shrine” page } 
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kaeruhop · 7 years ago
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wait i want a new mobile header brb
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