( Blink, blink. He's not wearing the mask, for once. ) Bless you. bsky.app/profile/ange...
( sniffs him. sneezes violently. )
โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.
@oldworldflag.bsky.social
if you believe in something, you must be willing to let it ๐๐๐๐โ โฏโ . || 20+, minors DNI. || avi by @/TFMsaad || written by crow
( Blink, blink. He's not wearing the mask, for once. ) Bless you. bsky.app/profile/ange...
( sniffs him. sneezes violently. )
Still alive, despite circumstances.
โ โ โ NOBODYโS DICK โ โ โ IS THAT LONG, โ โ โ NOT EVEN LONG โ โ โ DICK JOHNSON !
โ โ โ THUMBS DOWN, โ โ โ YOU SON OF A โ โ โ BITCH โโโโ !
โ โ โ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ โโ .แ โ โ ๊ฑ
"No. Fending them off as long as I canโ didn't bother to reach out, call anyone. You saw the Marked Men; maybe knew some of them, even. Soldiers, stragglers, Bear, Bull; doesn't matter. Not to the Divide. If you're not prepared, you're dead or worse." >> bsky.app/profile/kick...
แ her eyes roll in good spirit . she could say the most basic , mindless , easiest string of words that came to her โ; mind and he'd repeat them as if he wanted the wastes to remember him as the modern day socrates . moments like these made her thankful the bullet to her +
"Hrm." Nothing more than that. A grumble. Ulysses searches and eventually does find a knife, hilt sticking out of a mutant's eye socket. Pulling it out is easy for him. "Shouldn't take long. Hold still." Trying to cut through the rope. bsky.app/profile/minu...
" don't. do that. " a gloved hand grabbed the stick, though her movements were slow and clumsy โ she was probably dizzy from hanging down for so long. " of course I'm not. could you please hand me my knife .แฃ it must be... ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ. " probably sticking out off a mutant.
#falloutrp | #ocrp | #MVRP "๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ... ๐๐ด ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐๐ซ๐๐ง ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ..." ๐ & ๐
"Wouldn't have wasted time if I was...," the figure says, gently poking her face with a stick. "You are not NCR." He's suspicious of her. Has every right to be; people don't usually come here. This is a bad place to be. bsky.app/profile/minu...
โ โ @oldworldflag.bsky.social โ she was hanging down, foot constricted by tight rope, rifle and beret on the floor โ eyes unfocused. all around them, bodies of mutants were starting to stink. " If you're here to kill me... " she panted, exhausted. " ๐ณ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐๐ผ๐. "
"dead place, true enough. tunnelers won't kill themselves, though." maybe he's just delaying the inevitable by fending them off. they'll be in the mojave, sooner or later. a beard covers up a good deal of the scars that still line his face. >> bsky.app/profile/kick...
แ " you'd break that habit essier if you didn't spend most of your time down there ." it's dry , hot , and thicker than down in the cracks within the earth . but in comparison , sweet โ; certianly one way she'd describe it . " see ? that should make overlookin' this +
โ Guess I'm contagious, it'd be safest if you ran, โ ยป West coast scav-for-hire ยป Haunted and hunted โ Fuck, that's what they all just end up doing in the end. โ
โ There are no small roles, only small boobs. โ ยป Sole Survivor of Vault 111 ยป Goodneighbor's favorite drag queen ยป #FalloutRP ยป Suggestive themes, MDNI
ใ ค ใ ค ใ ค del for short. merc for hire. trying to rebuild a broken life. roleplay only | 18+ ใ ค
" If we share history, then before going forward, I want to know the past." couriersblues.carrd.co
It's A Federal Offense To Mess With The Mailman
Courier six: a fallout muse
couriersblues.carrd.co
"old habits," he grumbles. all the same -- ulysses obliges. the mask comes off. the courier takes a deep, deep breath. air tastes sweeter, somehow. bsky.app/profile/kick...
แ @oldworldflag.bsky.social " you can take the mask off , you know . the rads don't reach this far . " แ
แ แ ~โ ; โ ๐n ๐he โ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐he โ ๐ท๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐บโ โ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต โ ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ด๐ตโโโใ แ [ courier six โ ๐๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ ] แ ava '๐' gray แ แ
โ After everything you've done, how will you sleep at night? ๐ Next to my Wife. wastelandithaca.carrd.co
The Reigning King
a fallout au
wastelandithaca.carrd.co
SILA WINDBORN. Technician. Rocket launcher enthusiast. Elf. Thief. Trying to pull off the greatest heist of her lifetime. "They plated a flying city with golden walls and you're tryin' to tell me there's no treasure up there? Yeah, right." || #MVRP || #PostApocRP || SUNDER
โ โ โ AM I MAKING YOU โ โ โ FEEL SICK โโโ ?
โ ~โ ; โ ๐ ๐ill โ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ become โ a โ โ ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ โ of my โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โโโใ แ [ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ'๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ] แ ava '๐' gray แ แ [ temp pin ]
โ It can happen again. It will keep happening. If war doesn't change, men must change, and so must their ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. [ temporary pin ]