Beaches!
//I am so tired of cold weather. Time to catch up on backlog events, and think about summer. Blue Water Island, here I come!
@savannah-nikke
Tetra Manufactured. A fresh recruit finding my way in this crazy, crazy world! Anything I can't solve, I blow up! //18+, SFW, OC, 30+ years RP experience pfp by: https://bsky.app/profile/totallytronytm.bsky.social #NikkeRP #MVRP
Beaches!
//I am so tired of cold weather. Time to catch up on backlog events, and think about summer. Blue Water Island, here I come!
//They have been blocked and reported by all mine... this is simply inexcusably violating behavior.
Savannah pre games for the weekend.
*Locks up the facility on the edge of the Outer Rim, taking a long swig from her flask. With a good buzz going, she heads for the partition towards the Ark, giving a shy wave to @heavenly-ascension.bsky.social*
Have a good weekend.
1st time I've ever entered the Nikke creator contest. I submitted my Nikke Valentine's day video. Will it win? Probably not a chance but at least I still tried. ๐ #NIKKE
D'awww... ๐ซ
//Just... wow... ๐ซ
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I endured that hell. And I will endure this hell, too.
Was I cut? Was anything bruised? Most of the time it was stretched muscles, and a general soreness. In at least one incident, my entire foot was bruised, having been slammed into the wall over and over again.
Each seizure was hell, and they happened as frequently as once a week. (+)
Tired. So tired... So I would sleep. People would be asking me questions, but I never remembered. I don't know how long I slept. But I do remember my memories coming back. It was a slow drip at first, then a flood. Then I would sleep more. When I woke up, came the body exam. (+)
My head would start turning left, and my jaw would clench. I fought against it every time, but it never helped. Left, always left. Then nothing. Time didn't matter. I didn't matter, because I was outside of it all in a void. Then flashes of consciousness. Usually right where I had fallen. (+)
Tw: Seizures
//I remember the piercing shriek. Faces began to contort. Colors bled into one another, creating blobs of rainbow that shifted and moved. They were beautiful. Then the thoughts came. Every thought I had ever had, happening at the same time. (+)
//No energy today. Gotta focus on work.
Savannah is not used to spider people of any kind. Let alone mutant ones with tails.
*Savannah heard the voice, and glanced up from her phone. Looking around, she shrugged and looked back down, finally catching the reflection in the screen. She yelped, leaping off the bench.*
H-Holy crap!! What on earth...-
Erm, guns? Oh for killing Raptures... which you are... not? Right?
//An actual photo of someone telling me to cancel my night because they are too lazy to do their job.
Pew pew!
Hunter since D1. ๐
I need precision in my jumps, and I love being sneaky.
//Oh my God I was absolutely unruly around my friends when they did that storyline. โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ It finally dethroned my obsession over Turtles Forever.
//I feel like a Chuck Tingle book the way I'm getting pounded in the butt by the physical manifestation of all the equipment failure I warned my bosses about.
//Oh my goddddd!!! ๐
//Fun bonus fact: It's April from the 80's doing the voice! Renae Jacobs!
I already sent a request! ๐
Balki! I love Balki! I will even type it out correctly several times so that my phone remembers Balki!
*Continuing her raspy, exaggerated voice.*
I only punch when I want to. Which is All.
The.
Time.
Unless you are a sworn ally of justice! Now swear to me!
*Overextends her voice and falls into a coughing fit.*
//I have way too many factoids about the 2012 version... The whole show was art. So much love and thought went into every detail of that show. โค๏ธ
//Obligatory disclaimer: That's just the union name, I didn't pick it.
Savannah: Nihilister's human.
//I must update my commander profile, and hopefully it won't warrant any inquisitions from the Central Government.
//My bebes!! ๐ญ
that I can do to help you feel more accepted, let me know! I consider you a true friend... All while I live in the constant fear that nobody actually enjoys my shenanigans, and finds me as insufferably annoying as I sometimes find myself.