"๐๐ก๐จ ๐๐ฆ ๐..?" ๐'๐ฆ ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐๐๐ซ-๐๐๐ง.
Frank Castle
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๐'๐บ ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐! ๐ ๐ธ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฑ! ๐๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐ข ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐ฃ! RP/Parody account. MCU Portrayal of Frank Castle, The Punisher. Multiverse Friendly. Tales by Thoth Writer is 30+, MDNI! LEWD DNI!
Tests his spidey sense by throwing garbage at him as he meditates.
He's trying to meditate...
"Depends who yer killing. I killed some real shitheads who have cut your fingers off just for owning this booze. Blasted them in the heart of the Kitchen."
"Yes, you get to see many pretty sights and drink many good drinks and eat many good foods. It's the killing people part that makes this life hard."
He looked at the bottle. "Shit, this is the real Irish shit. Guess being a traveling assassin has its perks."
[ slides over a bottle of whiskey. she's been drinking her feelings away. ]
"T.B.D." He holstered the shotgun.
"NOW are we good?"
He loaded a popped open sawed off and thrusted it upwards to close it shut. "Good to know."
"Toons don't just die, so you tell me, bub."
"No we ain't. Still a lot to process on my end. Like if I blasted ya, do you bleed or get that funny smoke effect over ya?"
"I go through this a lot, so let's go through the motions and let's make it snappy. Yes, I'm a cartoon. Yes, I am real. And yes, I am talking to ya. Are we good now? Yes, yes we are."
"Not exactly a party host... I make breakfast at 4:30 am sharp."
โInvite me over sometime?โ
"...Yeah. You learn a thing or two overseas."
โNo way, you can cook?โ
"...And now I got a rabbit talkin' to me. I think Spidey hit me harder than I thought."
"Well you certainly don't look the part. Or feel like the part either."
He fired a custom made hot mercury gas grenade at a lamp post connected to her webbing, melting the post to throw off her trajectory.
โSon of a bitch-โ she swung after him, senses blurt after his smart ass stunt. โYour not getting away castle-โ
"Yeah, not exactly cut out fer customer service, am I?"
"Some knock people out, some are poisonous. Depends on how I'm feelin'."
โExplain what they do-..โ
"Alright. Catch." He threw a cylindrical shiny grenade at her, and ran to the fire escape as LED's on it pulsed then flashbanged Gwen.
Her knuckles flex beneath the suit. Why did villains always have to chose the difficult way. Not that she minded, and unlike other spider people, she wasnโt act to operate in more morally grey areas. Sheโd call it her own sense of justice, so what if a few criminals and villains had to be killed. +
"If yer what I think you are, and ya know who I am, you know that's not gonna happen!"
A kid- did she look like a kid.. No she was a woman in her late twenties. โYouโre wrong about both of those things..now how about you put down the fucking gun..โ
He reached for his pistol and turned around, and lowered his gaze. "You some kid from Comic Con, or one of the multi-plex people or whatever it's fuckin' called?"
Observing the situation her spider sense alerted her to the situation below. Leaping down from her position sheโs quick to drop down behind frank. โDo we really have to keep doing this castleโฆโ her tone was steady.
He was adjusting the scope on his rifle, watching a runner for a cartel heading to a building, and talking to two goons outside a club. He was waiting to take out the goons as soon as the runner went inside.
@1batch2batch.bsky.social Sheโs perched on the edge of a rooftop looking downwards. Eyes focused on the punisher