#solgunslinger

[drtoaster]

Bringer of war [closed]

@solgunslinger

Ordinarily, Toaster would have told a Guardian asking him for assistance to go and locate the nearest garden centre, find the largest cactus they sold, and utilise it for locating their g-spot. He’d come to find their tendency to try and drag him into their odd jobs rather perturbing.

Sol was different though. Toaster liked Sol. So when she had proposed he help with a task she’d been given, it was only with slight reluctance he agreed. It annoyed him it would be helping the higher ups of the city, but he relished the opportunity to fight alongside her. Particularly against those big, ugly, naked mole-rat looking Cabal. He sat in her Jumpship, making final checks to his weapon systems, attaching his supplemental armour, and performing a few stretches. Something made him pause however, and he turned to observe the planet they were approaching. He squinted, before letting out an audible groan.

“Aww fuck. Mars? Seriously? No one told mentioned going to Mars. I fucking hate Mars.” Toaster remarked, moving up to the cockpit to slump beside Sol. “Nothing good ever happens on that shit-hole and its always populated exclusively by cunts no matter what universe I go to.” The Cyborg informed her. It was less his usual grouchiness, and more a tone of genuine exasperation and displeasure. 

Toaster let out a heavy, rattling sigh, attaching his blast shield over his visor and leaning back. “Fucking Mars.”

[telepathicstars]

@solgunslinger gets a science pun starter!

   “What do you call someone who steals energy?” She’s beaming with excitement, so whatever she’s about to say is, naturally, going to be awful.

[mixestapes]

@solgunslinger asked for: SOLGUN + ORANGE.

[notforgedinlight]

solgunslinger replied to your post: " You can make the most, when the waters run dry....

“ It most certainly is! For all the activity that took place on Venus, it surprised me to find an undamaged music player. A little Arc got it charged, and this was the first song it played. Seems to fit you, I think. ”

“It always surprises me how durable technology can be, even after centuries of dust and neglect.” Without speaking it, the exo considered herself among those things as well. Battered and worn, but still continuing to press on. Maybe that song did sound a bit like her after all...

“How’s it running? If it needs a tune up, I could take a look for you.”

[voidhuntcd]

i got bored and decided to draw the entire two (2) interactions krism has had w/ other guardians 

@solgunslinger @redceyed ;))

[umbralmonoceros-blog]

‘ aHH STOP! i could’ve dropped my croissant! ’ Sol, clutching her croissant to her chest. Does she know what a croissant is? No, but she wants to find out in peace! Help!

“Are...you alright?” Kalilee blinked, brow furrowing in deep concern. What in the Traveller’s name was she going on about? A croissant? The club owner had only asked if she needed help finding a seat!!

@solgunslinger

[lxstlifee-blog]

       Panic is the first thing the Hunter feels at the sight of his friend in such a state. The Light isn’t with them anymore, Ghost is clutched in trembling hands tight to his chest and now the world wants to take Solgun away from him as well? None of this is right - none of it can be happening. It’s all a nightmare. Just one dream that’s gone too far - she can’t be hurt. She needs to be okay. She needs to be okay - even if it’s just for him. 

        Blue hues search her features, her voice doesn’t sound as calm as he wants it to be - that much is obvious as Ghost is tucked into the rubble and hands grip at his own cloak. Tearing it effortlessly into strips for use in stemming the flow. Or at least attempting to. With the Light as their means of survival this long - Kaz doesn’t remember much about actual wounds with the threat of death if something goes wrong. 

        Gritting his teeth through the pain and blood sat beneath his own armour, the Nightstalker doesn’t even attempt to speak or sign in his friend’s direction as the material is nudged against the wound - pushing Sol’s own hands away in favour of the patch of already mangled and damaged fabric. Teeth bury themselves in his bottom lip as blue eyes dare to twitch upwards and take the woman in. 

        Please be okay.

                                                                                           -continued from X / @solgunslinger.

[ddelaware]

“You know normally when you’re following a trail of bodies covered in blood, its a sign you’re going the wrong way.” { Hello hello! I'll send one from Rookie in a bit. :D }

                       “i mean… not when you’re looking for the cause; it depends right?” you can hear the nerves on her tongue, prickling against the armour that clung to her skin and seeking validation for herself and why she was following a trail of tears and despair into the hollow. her friends were either in this or at the end of it, “i’ve seen worse, i don’t know if that makes you feel better or worse but at least i can tell this wasn’t a monster or anything… just stay behind me if you’re really that nervous,”

@solgunslinger// freemans mind// accepting.

[metalraindrops]

FF + Solgun bc these make me giggly

Douglas had absolutely no idea what he was expecting when Solgun had passed him the link. But what he had just read was incredibly graphic, and given the amount of personal details that he idly read as descriptors, that meant there were maybe two individuals who would know enough about him to write what he had just allowed to permanently settle into his brain.

More aroused than he felt comfortable admitting under the circumstances, he decided that if he was going to “suffer”, he was dragging the culprit down with him, and quickly composed a series of texts.

Solgun

Get over here

You caused this problem

You’re going to solve it

[empathicstars]

" 'Liana darling, how would you feel about getting your own Sparrow? " A pause, a contemplative head tilt soon follows. " Or would you rather learn to fly a jump ship? "

@solgunslinger

   Aelliana, she’s talking to you.

   Aelliana is not stupid – she knows when she’s being spoken to. Still, regardless, she does not look up.

   Sparrow. Jump ship. Who cares? How does she feel? What would she rather? That isn’t how life works. The adults plan and line it out for her, and the only thing she can choose is her demeanor.

   Her face is empty as she stares at her book. Doesn’t look up. Doesn’t say anything. 

   You’re going to do whatever you want, anyway. 

   She wants your input! 

   She doesn’t care. I’ll have to go, have to do whatever she chooses. So her face hardens a bit, and she reads more pointedly, in silence.

[apex-piloting]

An Unexpected Visit

@solgunslinger 

It was a mostly quiet day. The Predators had split up to complete a couple of high-paying jobs close together and pool the bounties after regrouping. Melissa had already completed her job, just providing escort for something ARES found in an archeo-dig on a contested Frontier world, as well as supplementing local IMC forces.

With those done, she was now laying low in a safe house she had set up before hand, waiting for pickup. The perimeter was secure, food and ammo were stocked, and her Titan was undergoing the final minor repairs by the MRVNs in the garage. With nothing better to do, she was idly watching something on the local network while dancing a bullet in between her fingers absentmindedly.

Out of nowhere, there was a blinding flash coming from one of the back rooms, before it suddenly dissipated as quickly as it came. Quickly grabbing her sidearm, Melissa went to investigate. She came across the door that lead to one of the spare sleeping quarters, and found smoke emanating from within. Opening the door, she quickly went about clearing the room, until she came upon what looked to be a person with some outlandish garb. She could only think of one thing to say.

“The hell are you?”

[aurea-fide]

" Are humans not... odd, to you? The fact that we only naturally have two arms, two eyes, relatively dull teeth, and no exoskeleton- does that not perturb you? "

( @solgunslinger )

The Baron pauses at the question before he turns his head to glance at the guardian. She was around often, collecting the rock samples. His crew hasn’t moved from this area as of yet having taken it as their own safe haven against the war. Jorvek shakes his head a bit, leaning against the rock wall behind him.

“You are odd, yes. But I’m not disgusted or upset about it. Some dregs have only two arms, others have one and refuse to get replacements. I have three. Used to have four. We’re the same in different ways.” He comments quietly, tilting his head to glance at her. “I don’t see why I would find you odd because of that. Your odd because of your history - and what makes you, Ah, hobbies I think? Those make you odd.”

[drtoaster]

Rookie & Solgun for that name meme!

Rookie:

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗💗(how close a friend they consider them)

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗(wanting to have sex with them)

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗(hoping for a romantic relationship)

Solgun:

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗(how close a friend they consider them)

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗(wanting to have sex with them)

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗(hoping for a romantic relationship)

(💔 Non-existent💗 Very low💗💗 A little💗💗💗 Hopeful💗💗💗💗 High💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum)

[mixestapes]

📂!

baby buys one (1) brand of t-shirts. they’re always solid color and soft.

[notforgedinlight]

" You can make the most, when the waters run dry. Look into the well deep inside you. " - Eric Johnson, Desert Rose { Surprise! Two! }

“Hm. A good enough metaphor for inner strength I suppose. Is this golden age? Seems like that kind of thing.”

[voidhuntcd]

@solgunslinger cont.

   “ what--? but.. isn’t that what we’re supposed to do..? ” krism was younger than some of the other guardians in the tower, so she’s never really thought to question the vanguard. turning her head towards the fallen and back to sol, she doesn’t reach for gun again, instead opting to back away a bit. what would her sister have thought about all this?

   “ i’m not some bloodthirsty robot, by the way. it’s just that usually when i encounter fallen, they’d rather shoot and talk later. ” she’s been killed by fallen a few times too, but doesn’t feel it worth mentioning.