𝐀 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐧

I survived the worst thing a man could see and yet I am still here.

Is that enough?

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Indie Sole Survivor from Fallout 4 and after.
Brotherhood of Steel Ending and Alignment.

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"I've learned that lonely roads can lead to hearts of gold. I'll protect the world..."

Queen Kara Sylvia Shikagita Odius. The duelist, model, signer, and idol.

𝐀𝐰𝐰𝐰𝐰𝐰𝐰𝐰 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇!

Another day another day, another chance of possibilities!

"𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘸𝘦'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨."

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Ms. Marvel, Kamala Khan

❝ It's time to let everyone know that Oracle is back online. ❞

🖥️ Used to RP on *that* site when it was good

🖥️ OWN interpretation of Oracle

🖥️ Non-Lewd

🖥️ Not new to character or universe

🖥️ No art is mine; will credit the artist when possible

🖥️ #DCRP #MarvelRP #MVRP

🖥️ 👍&🔁?

Yawwwn.

Up and at em.

[:/] For I am scared to tag anyone

𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋, 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒!

-All Volumes
-Multi-Ship
-Serious/Crack
-Adult Writer

#DispatchRP #MVRP

[:/] just realized my ability to write has gone to shit, I apologize

Would not inhale his smoke and cause them harm.

Hand from their chest, his smoke dissipated from around him, but would still flow from his chest.

The sounds of sirens approached, turning around as his hands were raised up to stop them from approaching.

a soft smile under his mask as he has done his job, awaiting a fixed suit, so others-

Hand through the villains chest, flooding their system with his smoke as they began to cough up blood. The Crimson Ichor flowed from their eyes, and ears, gasping for air as he gripped the back of their neck.

“This was your undoing… things could’ve gone another way… I’m sorry.”

Pulling his—

Spoke with Rage, his voice booming through the streets as he lunged forward, the smoke trailing him as he surged forward unable to be followed by the average man.

Raising his fist, Michael clenched his fingers together into a large knife like structure with his smoke. Laughing as he slammed his—

Behind cover, his smoke swirling around him as it caused his body to slowly look monstrous as it took form around his arms and chest. The smoke upon his arms ending in pointed claw like fingers,

“Victor, this will be your last night alive… I hope you have made peace with your god.”

Michael—

Spoke through a clenched jaw, leaning over slightly before he saw that his smoke was leaking out uncontrollably.

“Dispatch… this is Black Plague… my suit has been compromised and I cannot control the flow… send in another suit once I’ve dealt with this bastard…”

He huffed, running out from—

Regret that decision, for the villain’s attack had connected with his chest once more, shredding his suit and leaving a large burn mark upon it.

Realize his containment suit was compromised, Michael ran behind cover once more, holding his chest as white hot pain finally took hold.

“Fuck..” he—

Strength. It roared through the air as it approached them, missing the villain by a hair before they scrambled away.

Soon, Michael would follow his prey, sprinting after them and ducking behind cover once he saw them charging themselves for an attack.

Moving from cover, Michael would soon—

Away, ducking behind a building before he began to crack his knuckles and ran to flank around them. Using his smoke, he’d form it into a spear, flowing still as he held it tightly in his hand.

Raising it above his head, he’d peek from around his cover, and throw it toward them with all of his—

To follow them, Getting knocked down but getting back up again with each discharge of energy from the villain. Michael’s suit began to sizzle, smoke rolling off of it as a pang of stinging shot though his body and began to realize he needed a better approach.

Gritting his teeth, Michael sprinted—

Like smoke began to pour out, the Villain jumping back as far as possible to not breath in his viral cloud.

Michael chuckled huskily, staring at them with the intent to kill. “What… too scared to get near? Good, I love when my prey tries to run.” He said with malicious intent before he began—

Discharging more energy into Michael’s chest, but he stood tall, the light of the Villain’s energy flashing against him and causing his mask to have an Villainous look it it as he took the brunt of the Enemy’s attack.

Michael would proceed to open a node on the middle of his palm, black, static—

Blinding speed, his boots hitting against the ground with great force as the Villain looked upon him with fear.

Swinging, Michael would attempt to connect with The Villain’s liver, slamming his fist into Their side and causing them to nearly double over in pain. A loud yell came from them before-

Causing the bolt to connect with his shoulder and send him into a nearby wall. The sound of collapsing rubble radiated through the air while the Villain boasted,

“Awe, the big bad executioner can’t handle-“ The Villain was cut off after Michael emerged from the rubble and bolted toward him with—

And malicious in intent. Michael took in a deep breath, slowly raising his fists in response before he began to close the distance between the two.

“Wrong answer.” Michael gritted his teeth, the villain’s hand crackling with energy before discharging it toward him. He would attempt to dodge—

How do you plead?” Michael spoke in a cold, commanding tone before the villain began to descend the building, standing only but a few hundred feet away.

“Not guilty, for those I killed have gotten in my way and conspired to cause my plans for fall through.” The villain spoke, his voice cold—