pillz: (scream)
[personal profile] pillz
scenario: bae is mad cuz u didnt fuck him good

& now there ain't nothing making it right. not all the fucking cocaine and free porn and $900 scotch and diamond encrusted watches and faberge eggs (literal) and novelty dildos and dick sucking in the world. in two worlds. i'm talking about two fucking worlds worth of that shit on offer, and he still mad.

what the fuck am i supposed to do

waht do you do

what have you done. only solutions that work thx
pillz: (cherry)
[personal profile] pillz
hello lil boys lil girls lil robofucks

lil other fucks less categorizable.

i own a chunk of the shock box arena. big-ass stadium wit holo projectors & modular stages & a circuit. shit we need includes:
  • programming: thats the performers. u like to sing? race? spar? grudge match? football? gamble on some other people doin this shit? commission basis.
  • manager: will pay aight. fuck it up & the board will fire u, that all. pays good.
  • medics: jus in case. u know what im sayin. commission basis.
  • security: dont have 2 be big, jus mighty. part time.
u will b expected 2 participate in team building exercises

let me know how u feel about binge drinkin


picspam, if your character googles it + ooc logistics )
shadowblends: (❧ defeated)
[personal profile] shadowblends
[The video flickers to life, jostling about for a few moments before finally settling on a view of some nearby rocks.

Kurt stumbles into the sight of the camera, dropping down into a crouch and curling his arms around his legs. He props his chin up onto his knees and stares at the TAB with what appears to be an unusually dull look.

To put it bluntly, he looks like hell; the usual rich cobalt of his skin has a sickening slate tint and the iridescence of his eyes has faded to an oddly clouded shade of crimson to go along with the dark circles beneath them. Even the lashing of his tail is nothing more than a simple thump every few moments across the ground in front of him.]


Hallo, [he greets, voice hardly a whisper over the curve of his small knees. Yes, he's still not his normal size and he's getting to the point of hating it; everything is harder with a child's body and it clearly shows. The fact that he's been drinking the glowing water to retain his powers doesn't help either, but he wanted to be useful and teleporting is just that.

His tiny frame shivers, eyes becoming half-lidded before forcing back open, as if he's remembered why he turned this thing on in the first place. Definitely not to let people see him act like the kid he currently is.]
... is it possible for someone to direct me to the location of the Medical tent?

[A pause, his head turning so his cheek can replace his chin on his legs.] I seem to be ... lost.
grandpaladin: (hello little friend)
[personal profile] grandpaladin
Ah, now it is working! Wonderful!

[The huge, booming voice on the other end of the TAB pauses for a moment, gathering up his thoughts. And when he speaks again, you can almost hear the grin on his face.]

Hello. To you I have not met, I am Reinhardt Wilhelm. And I, too, have come to give some words in this time. When we are still mourning the loss of our space homes. Our real homes. And our friends.

[He clears his throat. What he says next is pretty cheesy, but there's no doubt he believes in what he says, completely.]

Things can be destroyed. But as long as the people, as long as we are strong, my friends, we can always rebuild.

And, if you find yourself in need of some strength -- [Here, Reinhardt laughs, though it's not his usual, booming one, it's more solemn.] -- call for me. And I will be your shield. I have strength to spare.

...

I just winked there. You cannot see it, but I did.

[click.]
pillz: (hay)
[personal profile] pillz
18 yo white m
6 in
location: marooned on a giant piece of shit rock wit the universe's angriest potato eater virgin & the latest lineup 4 his spice boys
hobbies: alcohol, blow, hoverboards, & trying 2 murder motherfucking olivier, the alien stag that keeps almos comin into rifle range then pissing off after i take my 1st shot
prefer the d
prefer 2 top
but im pretty fucking over bein on my feet i dunno about u
so if u got a vagina u can still suck my dick ;(
will share space venison when i put down motherfuckin olivier.

holler back