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If my character were an angel, what would they be guardian over?

inboxideas:

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lord-of-spades:

WHEN YOU GET OC IDEAS FROM SONGS

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glitchexmachina:

gearboxlombax:

"He was my best friend!!" She bellowed, launching out at him again in blind rage, "And you screwed! Him! Over!! Like a sprocking T O Y ! ! ! ! “With every word a blow was landed, her eyes now glowing with light as she snarled almost in a feral way. 

Meanwhile, B.E.C. was working on hacking the defenses when something else made her alarmed in a while new way. ~Ma’am? Tobi your suit! It’s taking too much of your life force! If you keep going you will-~She was cut off when Slave’s own firewalls kicked into gear, but Tobi wasn’t even hearing her as she had Trojan by the throat, pinned to a wall and his wrench several feet away from him, still on the ground.

"…give me one good reason why I shouldn’t do the same to you?”

“I usually break my toys when I tire of playing with them; that way the other kids can’t use them.  But this aberration of me, he didn’t break, he fixed.  He helped.  It was sickening.”

That earned him the sickening strikes from her attacks, rocking him for a loop before he was pinned against the wall.

“I’ll give you a reason why you’re not…oh, Slave…” he spoke in singsong tone.

The possessed body leveled a weapon at Tobi’s back.  “Get away from my master you bi—“ she blinked before dropping the weapon, screaming out in agony as a psionic blade was driven through her skull by Fugue.

“You’re not worth the effort of a quip,” she pulled the blade out as Provider-Slave fell over lifeless.  “Now then, m’sure you were about to beg for your life?”

A bing echoed in the room as Trojan grinned.

“Another time, headcase!” Trojan replied, grabbing the wrist of the Lombax and sending a malicious virus through her suit to release her grip and give her something to work out while he made his escape.  “And by that I mean not at all, since your time and space and all of reality is up…”

" G a h ! ! "

As soon as the duplicate touched her wrist, it almost burned like acid, but he’d swatted her hand away with surprising strength, sending her reeling back. Pain was starting to take threshold in herself, her hands feeling like they were on fire and burning. 

Oh yeah, they were.

But she didn’t care. B.E.C. assured her that the virus would be handled, so she wirelessly passed the virus to her, thus leaving the suit clean and the lombax flew after him, before pointing out something that she felt needed to be said.

"Y’know, if this place blows up you go with it.”

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Your Character is unique, your art is fantastic, your backstory is well thought out, your aus are really cool to think about, our interactions are amazing and I’m always happy to see you reply to me.

And you’re my bro, through mun and muse.

Don’t ever ever question that.

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tempus-felis replied to your post:.
Oh Okay…

LOOK I LOVE YOU BAE BUT I MEAN TOBI AND VANELLOPE HAVEN’T SEEN EACHOTHER AND MONTHS AND DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THUNDER YOU FEEL ME YOU BETTER FEEL ME BAE SO COME HERE INTO MY ARMS AND LET ME LOVE YOU  YOU HEAR ME OR I COME IN THERE WITH MY RYNO AND BLAST YOU AND PUT YOU BACK TOGETHER AND LUVE YOU SO DON’T YOU DARE FEEL LIKE CRAP CAUSE I KNOW WHAT YOU THINKING YOU HEAR ME

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Reblog if your muse has lost one or both of their parents.

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glitchexmachina:

gearboxlombax:

"Shut your trap, you blarg headed frak monkey!" The lombax barked back, swinging a kick to his head, but was blocked by the wrench. Which was fine, because her foot drove the wrench’s end across his own face, and sending him skidding a bit at least.

Her hands were sparking with magenta colored energy, and she could feel a stinging feeling in her hands but she didn’t care, her anger giving her plenty of patience to handle that pain.

"I think I may have been insulted there," Trojan chuckled, flying back from the strike but standing tall.  "Wow, you must have really liked the little freak to get a reaction like this of of you."

The Clockworks team was meanwhile keeping one over on the Juggernauts and Slave, who was turning the Citadel’s defenses against the heroes.

"He was my best friend!!" She bellowed, launching out at him again in blind rage, "And you screwed! Him! Over!! Like a sprocking T O Y ! ! ! ! “With every word a blow was landed, her eyes now glowing with light as she snarled almost in a feral way. 

Meanwhile, B.E.C. was working on hacking the defenses when something else made her alarmed in a while new way. ~Ma’am? Tobi your suit! It’s taking too much of your life force! If you keep going you will-~She was cut off when Slave’s own firewalls kicked into gear, but Tobi wasn’t even hearing her as she had Trojan by the throat, pinned to a wall and his wrench several feet away from him, still on the ground.

"…give me one good reason why I shouldn’t do the same to you?”

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glitchexmachina:

gearboxlombax:

That clenched it. Her temper was off balance as is, so being shot at when she wasn’t even looking brought her to boiling point.

Her eyes seared over entirely, a light magenta glow taking over as she launched into the air, glowing hands in front of her as she went for Trojan, a roar bellowing from her.

No. She wasn’t going easy. That is what she does and it gets her in trouble. Not today. No. Today she was going for the kill. And she intended on succeeding.

The fight reached a boiling point, as the heroes fought across a battlefield strewn with robot bodies to get to their target, who was assaulted by the angry Lombax.

"Oh-oh, looks like we pissed off Fluffy," Trojan laughed.  "Slave…"

"I can’t vent the air while the weapon is charging."

Trojan sighed.  ”Just make sure that keeps charging up; that’s all that matters.”  he looked to Gearbox as he got out his own wicked looking wrench. Sun Tzu once said ‘if your enemy is of choleric temper, seek to irritate them’. “So, who wants to see my impression of Glitch’s face moments before the explosion vaporized him?”

"Shut your trap, you blarg headed frak monkey!" The lombax barked back, swinging a kick to his head, but was blocked by the wrench. Which was fine, because her foot drove the wrench’s end across his own face, and sending him skidding a bit at least.

Her hands were sparking with magenta colored energy, and she could feel a stinging feeling in her hands but she didn’t care, her anger giving her plenty of patience to handle that pain.

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