#smugglinbax

[diffxrentwxrlds]

" A Big Strapping, Fella like you---with Battle Armor like that! I know a man who knows his way around a fire arm when i see one! And if i was a betting man---and i am it's a real problem! i'd wager you sir! love big hunky canons! The kind of gun that your enemies look at! and realize they chose the wrong day to be in your general vicinity! " Damn why was he so tall? like This guy was big enough to grind a Thug into hamberger! " What do you say? Would you like to see the goods? " Hex approaching the Doom Slayer with his usual pitch, this would end one of two ways. He was paying he could off some of his weaponry on this obvious psychopath!

{{ L }} If there was one thing worse than demons, it was random fucking salesmen. Slayer had a big enough arsenal to make sure anything that stood in his way were reduced to a red paste.... he also had his big guns. He didn't need much else.

".....No."

Was his final answer.

[nether-twins]

Divine Spaghetti monster? What- no, not worth asking about. There was enough going on around them already. Also, he was lucky he caught her on a day where she was in a better mood than usual, otherwise she and her brother would have left him and his fuzzy butt at the Goons mercy. Acting as some kind of hero and saving people after being a villain for so many years was so weird.

Also, the chain reaction that came from what her brother did was... troublesome. Things really just had to get worse for them whenever they tried to do something, even something as simple as a good deed. Their day out really was ruined at this point. Both her and her brother sighed and rolled their eyes at the chaos that took place before them. If those Thugs thought it would be a good idea to go up against the giant then they really weren’t the brightest, nor had they learned from past mistakes.

“You know I can still leave you here if I so wish to, right?” The once feared space witch pointed out to the Lombax after helping him get up on his feet. “I swear, it’s like you Lombaxes are just magnets for trouble. Those Goons just weren’t enough. Anyhow. Nef, could you-”

“Already on it, again. You just try and focus on getting out with that furball. I’ll handle this guys. They��re not exactly a challenge, sis.” As per usual, Neftin already knew what his sister wanted. Wasn’t that hard to guess anyway given their situation. If the Thugs wanted a fight then who was he to say no? The giant cyborg had pulled out one of his Mace-whips from the manifestor already and was ready to use it.

He would just... wait until his sister to get to safety before he started swinging it around. Which, from the looks of it, wouldn’t take that long. Vendra had once again taken a hold of the Lombax’s metal arm so she could pull him out of the bar. “Yeah, you’re right about that. Anyway see you outside. I’ll be waiting for you.” And with that said she was out with the Lombax in hand, silently praying for herself that they would both make it out of the bar in one piece.

They just couldn’t catch a break from trouble, could they? All the twins had wished for was one day, one simple day, where they could hang out at a new place and have a normal conversation without anything happening to them or the people around them. Apparently such a thing was too much to wish for and now they had some Lombax that wasn’t Ratchet laying in the remains of what used to be their table.

“Well so much for the food and drinks...” Vendra grumbled under her breath before she turned her head to glare at the Goons that had ruined their table. They rarely had bolts over for other things besides what was necessary, and now it was wasted! It would be best to teach these guys a leson. “Nef, do you mind-?”

“Already on it... Neftin didn’t need to be asked about it. He already knew what his sister wanted- what they both wanted. The giant got up from his seat and, with a annoyed growl, began to stomp over to the Goons that had ruined their table and the stuff they had bought. If the guys wanted a fight then the Nether wouldn’t hesitate to break them.

[fallenlombax-a]

@smugglinbax

There was a disturbance that one night. A dimensional portal ripping itself open to allow a lone ship to pass through. The ship itself created from technology thought to be long lost for the past 21 years. Lombax Technology. The disturbance itself had already caught the attention of many onlookers as it had happened in the city. News reporters were already there to report the strange phenomenon.

[5carlet-chaos]

Space shenanigans

@smugglinbax

Scarlet didn’t waste much time after Hex told him to go pack some bags. He clicked his mouth and pointed finger guns at the lombax before running off to his home.

Just a couple minutes later,Scarlet came running back with a large and stuffed bag of clothes and other necessary items, namely weed stuff and snacks.. “I’m ready, dude. Let’s vacate this fucking rock” 

[direlombax]

@smugglinbax [x]

   “Busy...” Flame repeated, trailing off as if she were going to say more. She was. “Trying to... Get control of my instincts,” Flame said, tail flicking. Her speech was slow, only because of the pauses to think, but not slurred. It was as if she was having trouble putting together her sentences. “Did you not...” Hear? Know? ...Know. “Know those calls were to you..?” 

   Flame appreciated the gentle kiss on her hand, voicing her appreciation with a purr.

   In Flame’s opinion, there isn’t much meaning at all to her signals or calls. They’re all blunt, to the point. The calls were for attention and to let anyone know that she’s ready to mate, her behavior to visibly show that she’s ready to mate as well as to burn off the energy she felt pent up within her.

   “There isn’t... Much to teach,” Flame mumbled. “Just do what your instincts tell you,” she continued. “What... What do your instincts tell you to do right now..?”

[wildcatofgreen]

HOLY MOLY DID THAT JUST TURN THAT BOT INTO MUSH???

THAT WAS WAY MORE EFFICIENT THAN ANYTHING SHE COULD DO. SHE WAS KIND OF JEALOUS.

If only that gun Torque gave her worked--she would be shootin' lasers into people just like this guy! Except it'd be way cooler!

As got in front of her, she shakily stood--her legs were screaming at her, but she could take it. She had to take it. There wasn't a choice in the matter.

She squinted over at the bots--at their reinforcements. Damn it, she could barely be a help like this. She'd end up getting hurt more, and then it'd probably be both their asses, if he was staying to help.

"Sorry for this, bro. But we ain't winnin' this one."

She wrapped her arm around cat-thing's waist, taking out her jump disc and throwing it down the other end of the alleyway.

"GO!!!"

She tightened her grip around him and warped down the alley with him, the two spinning rapidly before finally landing on top of a motorcycle--a motorcycle that certainly wasn't there before.

The feline revved the engine, wrapping her tail around his waist--it was nothing more than a warning, as if she could actually hold on to somebody with her tail.

With a loud boost, she drove the two out of sight of the green bastards--their blasters barely missing their mark as she left.

"Okay, first of all, who the fuck are you? Secondly, are you good? You got hit pretty bad back there."

He was trying to remember where he'd seen this goons before because part of him felt like he'd been here before. It was a real feeling of Deja Vu, like a shadow in the back of his mind. He'd been all over the galaxy back when pops was with him. Back when he was practically still a kid learning the ropes. He just needed to to find an exit, and fix his damn arm. The shot must have jarred the bad servo lose. That Servo had always given him fits, looked like it finally gave oiut just his luck he thought to himself. He was close to the end of the ally why he heard more gun fire and the clash of steel meeting steel.

Against his better judgement he came to a skidding stop just as the green feline came to his rescue. What was with him and being a damsel these days? Still she was no slouch her posture was spot on but she was out numbered and more bots on the way. He was two seconds from bolting while she distracted them but--- that little voice in his head that never shut up was yelling at him. No not his conscience, I-N0 was babbling about how funny it was watching Hex get rescued by some random girl again!

NOPE that was it! rules be damned--- he was done running!

He put his foot down and turned around drawing out one of his heavy blasters from its holster. The Silver steel glimmered in the sunlight as the Lombax brought the weapon to bare. His pupils changed into little targeting reticules as he took aim.

" worse then blargs fightin' over the last can of fresh air! "

His blaster hummed softly as it powered up to full and he gripped the weapon tightly. Most Lombax loved there big canons or there heavy weapons but Hex? He believed that there was nothing more elegant then a well maintained blaster. His were designed for raw power and accuracy, so while they didn't seem like much. They had alot of stopping power, and being a Mark7 Heavy Blaster meant they could punch through most bot armor without issues.

The flash of plasma pushing down the barrel of his gun and the hot energy struck one of the bots clean in the chest. Melting it's armor, and going clean through into the next bot. He simply stepped in front of the injured Wildcat giving her the moment she needed to recover. Without his arm though much of his arsenal was now offline. He could really use a second blaster right about now.

He slowly looked back at her as he fired more for suppression then to his his marks.

" Please tell me you can walk lady! i can't exact pick you up and carry you with one arm... and oh look reinforcements! just perfect! i come here for a vacation and i'm still getting shot at! story of my life... "

[parcxysme]

“Who the heck are you”

[argit-will-betrayyou]

@smugglinbax

reply to [X]

“Haggling me now? Can’t even let me get an ego stroking to a grey face for free? Very well, I accept the idea of you inspecting the goods~” The arms dealer was not going to make a counter-offer this time, it would probably benefit them both in the long run anyway.

[guardian-rocket]

“Here, I have an extra weapon.” Opens the back of his ship, to Reveal literal armory of Gaint Canons " i'm sure you'll find something you like " Cheeky grin!

“I appreciate it, but I uh... wait... is that an actual chainsaw canon??”

[innocentpower]

" What is so special about E-Arth... anyway, been there it wasn't that great... " The Fuzzy Alien Asked curiously.

“I honestly don’t know, my only real trip there was when Father was killed and mostly was a haze of half-images.....I just find it interesting that whenever someone evil wants attention they threaten earth....what about New Namek, or the Tuffle world....I just don’t know why it’s always Earth.”

[androsswannabe]

Fear: Slowly being Transmogrified into a Toaster by a deadly Nanocyte Virus--- YES A TOASTER!?!

[ Send my muse a fear you see them having, and they will rate it from 0-10 depending on how much it frightens them. | Accepting! ]

      “... You just said that was deadly, so I’m going to say that’s a 10. Dying is ... well, not accounting that but forced transmutation doesn’t tend to have excellent results. If I was still hypothetically alive as a toaster, I would hope I would have a sense of self still to carry out my plans, but somehow I doubt it due to the unbelievable process of pain.”

[atangledfate]

Did you have another blog before this one? I swear I've seen someone use that mun character pic before.

" A few, I'm most well known as the mun of @diothedevildog and i rp'd that for a long time. I am the Mun of @smugglinbax and @reitheraven and i use to run a Babylon Rogues blog but its long gone i think i used theroguesofbabylon as my blog title. I'm sure i've had others... but those are probably the ones i was most well known for. So yea i've been around the community for awhile. "

[red-and-black-paladin]

“ Giving up is for rookies."

“Giving up is for idiots..” Frowns. “Why go through with something.. and just... stop half way? Just go all the way.” 

[rxbelling-hxrald]

smugglinbax​:

@rxbelling-hxrald

There it was, smack dab in the middle of the woods a massive Ship of some kind. The trees had been flattened by the ship as it touched down, and it left a sizeable mark in the ground from its propulsion system. But that likely isn't what drew your attention to this spot, that probably wasn't what had your eyes glued to it. No it was the giant Neon Sign that read " Hex's Emporium of Value! " with the giant arrow pointing to this spot! The sign was just hovering up there people could probably see it for miles!

The owner of this Ludacris signage? The strange feline like alien was currently perched on a cargo container sat just outside his ship, and was enjoying a smoke.

Just who was this stranger? and why was he so handsome! Hex is sure that was what they'd all be thinking!

" Welcome to Hex's Emporium of Value... if you need it i can get it! all sales are final no refunds..."

While the demon-hog was no ardent defender of the green considering his own track record, the unusually bright source of lighting found amongst the wilderness was something quite uncommon in his experiences. It was natural for him to seek it out to investigate the unusual source of brightness breaking the common calmness of the night.

Could it be a concert? Perhaps a fire had broken out? Maybe even an incursion of some kind!?

So once the vessel came into view alongside the culprit, being the oversized sign that almost mimicked the blinding lights over at the Casino Zone. It was almost disappointing to the traveller that it was simply some sort of shop. That was until he’d notice the figure themselves, while a complete stranger they did share some remarkably familiar features of another certain individual he knew.

It was worth checking out and saying hello at the very least.

“And what exactly do you accept as currency? If your from around where I’m thinking, your not gonna get many big sales on Mobius.....unless the exchange rate is super good for you.”

[fallenlombax-a]

" Ratchet... i don't want you to be alarmed but.... " He held up his busted cybernetic arm " i've been disarmed... and could really use a hand " Yes he just made those bad jokes! you get to live with them!

“…Hardy har.” He doesn’t look amused one bit.

[5carlet-chaos]

" oh come on you are being a baby it's just a little fluff ball that purrs! it'll be fine since when has anything i have brought here every tried to kill us! " nervous laughter!

“I said I don’t want animal waste in my house, or on anything I own!” The frantic search continued, with Scarlet ripping the kitchen sink out of the wall. “AW FUCK! GOD DAMMIT, LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO!”