#the toy soldier rp

[the-finest-clockwork-soldier]

"Eh....not reallt."

They go quiet for the rest of the walk to the cockpit, tapping their claws against the vase. It was a very pretty vase with gold detailing. He didn't knock on the door this time. He wanted ts to do it. He was much more worried about Brian

The Toy Soldier paused at the door and waited for Gizm0 to knock. It only knocked after a long moment where it became abundantly obvious that Gizm0 had no intentions of knocking.

Three sharp nocks upon the door; the response was immediate.

Fuck off Toy, and take your toy with you!

That... was not Brian's voice. It was Ashes', shouting to them on the other side of the door- the door that stayed firmly shut.

[the-finest-clockwork-soldier]

Give It A Few Centuries And He May Actually Grow The Guts To Explain It To You Himself.

Ever since I officially joined the Aurora, Jonny has been avoiding me. I bumped into him in the hall earlier and he just stared at me for a second and ran away. Anyone familiar with Jonny D'Ville mannerisms, could you explain?

[strangeryetcecil]

There are two things I have learned so far since starting my TS mechanisms rp account

1. Everyone is nicer to the toy soldier

2. Everybody fucks everybody

[caphhhhfgjdkhgjfj-firstmate]

If I fed toy solider cards would it increase or lessen my chance of winning against ashes

[merchants-corner-market]

Muse + User Info!

Muse Information:

Name: Jerico "Merchant" Aurum Age: Early to mid 20s. Ocupation: Merchant Gender: Genderfluid Pronouns: She/they/he/xe/stars/dragons Planet of origin: Argentum (Inspired in Argentina) Mechanism: Muscles and tendons Species: human/fish/lizard hybrid (user is undecided) Role in the band: Co-singer Song: Homebound Maiden Of Gold (fan made) Relationships: Romantic: Jonny d'ville//Gunpowder Tim Platonic: Gadget the explorer,The Toy Soldier,Raphaella La Cognizi,Ashes o'riley,Drumbot Brian Familial: Nastya Rasputina (sister) Marius Von Raum (Younger brother) Pets: Black cat, capybara (dont ask/j),cockatoo. Backstory: Playlist: (wip) In-depth relationship explanation: (wip)

User info:

Jerico/Lazaro/Nova/Draco

early,early 20s

Latine (Argentine)

Genderfluid (she/they/he/xe/stars/dragons)

Use they/them for simplicity sake in asks

friendly!

INFJ// Virgo.

Currently in winter break (asks are welcome!)

Art + asks :3c (and random posts)

please, use latine rather than Latinx, its the preffered term for us native spanish speakers. (easier to pronounce)

Ask games im taking: this, this and this. Slow day starter//Busy Day starter.

Divider by Anitalenia.

Just here to have fun! (Not taking this super serius. But happy to mold myself to narratives n stuff)

>Asks are currently open!

[nas-does-engineer]

Toy soldier, Jonny just came to me shouting and waving his gun around like a maniac (well more of a maniac than usual at least) whilst looking for his comms. I suggest you return it before he starts shooting the walls I would rather not have to fix my girlfriend is all.

@caphhhhfgjdkhgjfj-firstmate

[laertesthelocalstranger]

pretending to cry as one cannot actually cry

is this the toy soldier or laertes the quilt

who the fuck is the toy soldier and has it tried pop tarts

[kandicon]

Gonna have a few more stretches without wifi than usual for [UNDISCLOSED PERIOD OF TIME]. Feel free to send in mechanisms writing prompts, characters, or ships you would like to get free short fics of.

[not-the-first-mate]

Yknow what I like in my tea? Blood.

And/or matcha(but that's less IN the tea, more IS the tea...)

-aufeis anon

Blood in whiskey, or really any type of alcohol, is better. The Toy Soldier is the one who's enthusiastic about tea.

[knot-ee]

Piers did precisely what he excelled at, minding his own business. Despite being a capable soldier and perhaps because of such, he never liked being the bleeding limb in a crowd, and, frankly, no one had ever paid much attention to him in the past. Perhaps his call sign should have been ghost for the ease in which he blended into situations, though ghost was likely more appropriate for a person who was ruthless and intimidating; Piers did not have those qualities. Shadow was more fitting in truth. Being raised by a quiet, demure house wife and a loud, drill sergeant of a father, he learned at a young age that silence was more powerful than brash words and a egocentric appearance.

In hindsight he should have just purchased a six pack from the local liquor store, yet he was feeling oddly social... even though being social really just meant drinking in silence surrounded by strangers. How did people do it? Laugh so openly and make friends. it was easy for civilians, but even in a bar that primarily served those who served in the armed forces, most of the patrons spoke jovially with their friends. Piers finished his pint, left an all too generous tip on the table, and stepped into the night shinning with early snowflakes.

He didn't even don his jacket properly when the question hit him. It felt like a snowball to the face or an icicle sliding down his back. Who was the person talking to? Eyebrow rose in a high arch to demonstrate his confusion as he looked to the left and to the right; there were only two other people on the sidewalk, a couple walking hand-in-hand. Piers had been called a pretty boy and cute in boot camp. Naturally, it was just a way to antagonize him. He was not the kind of man people openly complimented much less called him cute. He was dumbfounded and had to snap his jaw shut in order not to look like a fish out of water.

“ I, umm, I... Are you serious? ”

Who was this person anyway? Piers looked the stranger @hauntsect up and down but found no familiarity within the features. It really did feel like prank, but Piers wasn't nineteen anymore, and only his teammates knew him in the city. Cute. Cute. The word drilled into his head, and suddenly it wasn't the cold turning his cheeks pink. Nervously, he scratched the back of his head at the brunette hairs, trimmed and up to regulation. He cleared his throat and attempted to look both his age and his standing. He was a soldier, and soldiers should never stumble over their words.

“ ...Sure. I've never had this happen before... ”

[the-finest-clockwork-soldier]

The Toy Soldier glanced back at Gizm0. Since it was the Toy Soldier, it misinterpreted the pained expression that it saw.

Is The Cane Not Satisfactory, Old Bean?

---

Ashes winced at Lyric's comment.

You may change your mind on that after a few years into a trip with no one but us to keep you company.

@littlevandalist @gizm0roleplayz

[the-finest-clockwork-soldier]

Well, I Don't See How The Airlock Is Going To Fix This Issue. Or Time Among The Stars For That Matter.

Have You Instead Considered Reading Anything At All About That Music You So Adore?

I JUST TOLD THE TOY SOLDIER I LIKED WHEN ITS VOICE WENT SQUIGGLY AND IT STARED AT ME FOR 60 SECONDS AND ASKED IF I MEANT A VIBRATO IM GONNA THROW MYSELF OUT OF AN AIRLOCK

[soldier-thing]

Good Day!

Hello chaps, I'm the Toy Soldier, resident aboard the Starship Aurora. It/its, as I am simply pretending. I was told to share a fact about me, so here it goes. I pretend to quite like growing plants, especially tulips.

[helluvatimes]

All The King’s Horses And Men

Christmas decor at a bazaar in the city. Photo credit: Eleanor Chua.

[caphhhhfgjdkhgjfj-firstmate]

Ts has been successfully been gagged

[caphhhhfgjdkhgjfj-firstmate]

This is the energy Ts gives off