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My muse is suffering from war flashbacks. Send me “You’re safe here.” for my muse’s reaction.

"I wasn't aware that humans considered questions to be 'sentimental'." He truly failed to understand the human thought process sometimes. He settled in so that he might be able to stitch himself back up to the best of his ability. Just because she did not react badly didn't mean the others of her kind would. "To find a new directive." Although he wasn't sure he would be welcomed so to speak. They must try to scrap him for his technology in hopes that they could use it against the UC.

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

Continued from X

Send me 🔪 to stab my muse.

i’ma let y’all in on a little secret: i am the worst because i forget everything so bet ur ass if u messaged me and i didn’t reply, i read it, mentally replied and then minimized it, thinking i actually typed it out and sent it and thought u guys just didn’t reply back until i check like 24 hours later

OUTLANDER SENTENCE STARTERS

No, I said I won’t have you dying for nothing. 

I won’t be. I’ll be dying with you.

Look, you told me that you could never get close to your mother, that she lived in another world. Well, maybe she’s trying to show you that world.

It’s not important if I believe it. She believes it. I’m just saying, we need to keep an open mind.

Only two people know what the truth really is, and one of them is dead. Too bad it wasn’t you.

Can I ask you something? How do you do it? Finally say goodbye to that one person you loved most in all the world?

Truth is, I’ve never been very good at saying goodbye.

But that’s the hell of it, isn’t it? Whether you want to say goodbye or not, they’re gone and you have to go on living without them. Because that’s what they would want.

Well then maybe we’ll all get to watch her slam her head into a five ton slab of granite.

May he have mercy on us all.

What kind of god creates a world where monsters thrive and beauty and purity is rewarded with poverty and death?

The same kind of god who also offers an opportunity for redemption.

I’ve been dying for years. It’s a wearisome process. I welcome its conclusion.

It’s like you read my mind.

I kept my word. I lay my vengeance at your feet.

I must say, this is a damned inconvenient time to be conciliatory.

Why did you pretend not to recognize me? I was afraid you would just blurt out my real name.

I know what you did. You championed me and exiled me both at the same time.

What am I to do with such a bloodthirsty barbarian?

Is your thirst for slaughter not quenched yet?

Surely there’s another woman you could have kiss you goodbye?

Fortune drops out of the sky and onto our doorstep. Convenient, is it not? 

Why should we waste time with all this Shiite?

It’s been horrible. He forced me to mend his socks and to fetch his meals.

I think I know a wee bit more about this than you do.

So, will I be allowed to join you at dinner tonight?

They say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.

We may have to rethink our decision not to lie to one another.

And you, witch who sucks the cock of the devil. I’ll see you in hell.

You’re not what I ordered. But, you’ll do.

You should have trusted me with that knowledge from the beginning.

Every now and then it is OK for you to lie to me, you know, just to put my mind at ease.

Aye. I’ll remember that for the next time.

I’ve been thinking. Remember you said I owe you a life because you saved mine? Well, I saved yours as well at least as often. Seems to me we’re even.

Ashamed. Like I’m a different person now, and I’ll never be the same.

So you had to start yourself up with a whore before you could stand to be with me?

This is wonderful news. Why did you wait until now to tell me?

The way I see it, we’re doing a bad thing for a good reason.

Isn’t that what all bad people say?

Well, I am an unusual lady. At least I used to be.

Told you that dress would bring us grief.

How can you save a man that doesn’t want saving?

I lie here feeling I will die without your touch, but when we do touch, I want to vomit with shame.

If you take away the one last thing that makes sense to me, then I will die with you, right here now.

You think I cannot control the darkness I inhabit? One way or another, I will get a response from you.

Love forces a person to choose. You do things you never imagined you could do before.

Go get the shovel.

You might want to remember who has the pistol.

It looks like I’m going to a fucking barbecue.

I want you ____. I want you so much I can scarcely breathe. Will you have me?

You are my home now, ____. 

It’s often something like this. But, no, this is unusual. It’s different.

Take off your shirt. I want to look at you.

I’ll never forget when I came out of the church and saw you for the first time, It was as if I stepped outside on a cloudy day and suddenly the sun came out.

Doesn’t it bother you that I’m not a virgin?

You control your nerves. Your nerves do not control you.

It doesn’t matter where you come from. You’re here.

Sometimes I wonder what I did to make the devil punish me like this. 

— Friedrich Nietzsche (via lunamonchtuna)

oblivion scenery - part 6

He observed this oddity before him from beneath his hood. He'd been many places in the galaxy, but this... this he did not know quite what to make of other than the fact that it was something alien to him. But that was besides the point. He had come here for more important matters. "My designation is C.A.Z." Brushing his rain dotted hood back he folded his hands together in front of himself. "I detected an anomaly and feared someone had landed so I came to warn your Captain that this is a quarantined planet. An illness has spread amongst the people here."

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She sense's an uninvited guest. Someone is trespassing.

The hologram flickers to life taking the form of a female human with long dark hair and purple eyes. It seems she can't quite get the form right. Did humans even have purple eyes? Lolita paid no mind to it because her pilot usually didn't bother with details like that. He was too busy visiting planets and trying to make them bend to his will.

Just as she is about to warn them, her head tilts. There is something strange about this trespasser. However, it reminds her of something similar...something she's seen before. "You are no life form. Wires...machine...do you know you are trespassing? Security features have been activated. State your name and intentions."

"Very well. Take her to a holding cell and see what information you can gather." Dr. Richtofen brushed them off, clearly having other things on his mind. Caz took her by the upper arm and guided her towards another part of the ship, familiar with the layout now. The holding area was empty and for the most part it was safe. "If you're at all injured, I'll tend to it." He urged her to sit down gently, but did not force her into a cell. There was no reason for it really. Her best option for survival was to hope that she would be handed over to UC authorities.

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

Continued from X

I love chill roleplay partners that don’t mind when you go mia for a while and totally understand that some weeks you’re just busy and some days you’re not even busy you just don’t want to deal with the world in general/don’t want to do a thing and who don’t think that just bc you haven’t talked in a week or two that means the plot is dead and who don’t need to be in daily contact with you to enjoy writing/talking/plotting with you and I love that when we finally have so time time to talk/rp we just pick up right where we left off and it’s never weird or awkward God bless u guys