the Nova Corps made me unvelcro my peener when I got arrested for haphazard starship parking on Xander ...
๐ฃ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ช ๐ค๐๐ถ๐น๐น [hiatus] ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ ้ฑไฝฉ็
@halfhumanhalfalien.bsky.social
๐ข'๐ฆ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ค๐๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ ๐ข ๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐, ๐ข'๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ - ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง' ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ฒ, ๐ฒ๐๐๐ก ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฌ, ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ก๐ซ๐๐ง๐ก๐๐ข๐ญ.แ
He's a bit glad the Milano seems to have more security than the Baxter Building, somehow, these days.
shaking his element guns vigorously before splashing himself in the face with water shot from them. close enough. it's hot out, okay.
Stop telling people about my gun names, Martin Mysteryโ
๐๐ค๐๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ฉ๐ค๐ง๐ข โ ๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ช๐ข๐๐ฃ ๐ฃ๐ค๐ง๐๐ .แ ๐ฅ๐@deorbitburn.bsky.social ยท last yr.Terrance? I know a guy who named one of his guns Terrance... Or was it Terry and Clarence?
No swimsuit, sorry. The Nova Corps also took that, in the war. Y'know how it is with space authorities, ruining all the fun.
Not even discussing how Nova Corps still won't return my cock after all these years. It must be cold by now, man.
It's a really great time to drink a latte without elaborating, explaining, or even speaking up about anything at all.
โน.โฎโโ หหห โ หหห โ even stars sleep. โ
Not back for realsies just needed something stupid out of the system. For health reasons.
หขสฐแต แตแตแตแตสณ แตโฟ แตสธ วซแตแถฆหกหก แตโฟแตแถฆหก แถฆ'แต สแดษขแดษดแด แดแดแดแดแดแดแดแดแดแดแดแดแดแดแดแดแดสส
She stops in the middle of shearing a particularly wooly sheep. "It can't be..." The sun seems to flash for a moment before she feels an empty feeling. "Baihu..." She takes off her hat before chanting a prayer of peace and protectiom for his soul as he journeys among the stars.
โน.โฎโโ หหห โ หหห โ even stars sleep. โ
Five levels underground in containment, still restrained and under surveillance... Wishing he was back on the beach with a cute cocktail right about now, but that's how life goes.
โ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๐จ๐น๐ฒ๐ต๐ฌ๐บ๐บ ๐ฑ๐๐ ๐๐๐ โ
๐ฟ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ซ. | Archive.@godiscoming.bsky.social ยท last yr.โ โ ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐จ๐ป๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. โ โ
Had another day passed already in containment? It was impossible to tell. He couldn't look around or see anything besides the light. The aches, the lightheaded dizziness, the hunger pains that were leaving claw marks on his insides... hunger, that only intertwined with that... Would it leave him-
๐// ooc feeling pressured to cook something for the Knull event since star-lord's not getting anything for season 3 .. </3
It's probably fine, but don't take it from the guy underground being contained in a facility. ... Actually it's not fine at all. He's been feeling that presence since his Klyntar visit and it's been pissing him off.
Maybe the bright freaking lights are nice when the darkness won't go away---
Even under the intense lighting of the stark white walled room he was in, that incessant darkness is still gnawing..
He's starting to wonder. Maybe he's had it backwards this whole time. It wasn't the Guardians of the Galaxy that didn't deserve him - maybe it was him who didn't deserve the Guardians of the Galaxy. He wasn't deserving of being a Guardian, let alone a leader. ....
You know how it is, with bags, and being carried, in the night.
Wondering if it's too much to ask for some medical attention while they're keeping him contained.
Maybe he'll splurge and get a nice meal whenever he has time off. Maybe even pay off his tab at Mantlo's so he can get access to the hard-hitting booze on the menu again...