/ anyway, i'll be more active starting this weekend (i hope) drop a like if you want to interact โก so i know who to pester when i return
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@walkingarsenal.bsky.social
ใ แดแดสส แด ษชแดแด แด สแดษดษข แดษชแดแด แดษขแด. แดส ษดแดแดแด... ษช๊ฑ ๐๐๐๐ฒ. ใ ใฌใ แดฐแตแตโฑหก สฐแตโฟแตแตสณ แถ แตสณ สฐโฑสณแต #RP #DMC
/ my favorite vergil writer on this app has been missing for months, i miss them sm. come back to me ๐ญ @buriedjudgement.bsky.social
"I need new sunglasses. This asshole ate my last pair. I can't enter a demon's den without them. Makes me feel like I'm going in naked."
Yeah, well, it seemed easier than it looked. Striking those poses with Kalina Ann, not moving at all for several long minutes, had not been comfortable. The pay had been good. The unnecessary attention it earned herโ not so much.
Hah! So that was what he'd been trying to hide from her for months! Go figure.
She was in a guns magazine once, too, by the way. That edition sold like hot cakes. It was a one-time gig, though.
Too obvious? Should she try another? iSlaughterDemons999? iLoveGrenades6969? brokeGirl? She was open to suggestions.
Might just have to subscribe to that. Go incognito. If you see someone with the handle bigbazookas, it might be her.
She wasn't aware that she needed anyone's permission to ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ.
Not drowning and struggling to stay afloat was practically all she had been doing since her mother's death. Was she even real anymore? Or just a ghost? An engine of destruction and sorrow and unhealthy coping held together by fragments of a shattered heart. Lady knew that the only way to >
It would take more than an ugly mug to make this devil huntress uncomfortable, much less annoyed. Lady tilted her head sideways in mock confusion. "That so? You mean to tell me patient privacy isn't a thing here? Isn't that illegal?" Her heterochromatic eyes scanned the >
๐๐. ๐๐๐๐๐๐@venenumserpentis.bsky.social ยท 5mo agoใ ค He was aware of the impression he caused, but he was looking for that very thing: to make you uncomfortable and annoy you while pretending to be doing the opposite. He wasnโt going to allow anyone to laugh at him in his own house. โI am.โ Victor ยป ใ ค
Lady shook her head in exasperation, eyes rolling heavenward. "Think I'm starting my own ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ช๐ท๐ข๐ต๐ฆ show soon, and ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ will be the first to make it on my blacklist." Propping the two rocket launchers on her shoulders, she fired a swarm of homing missiles, striking every demon within range.
/ how do you place a sexually suggestive label on a simple song, bro ๐ญ
More like a meat ray, considering how viscera flew in every direction, painting the walls and ground in gore. Lady scoffed. "Is that why you came here? To steal my spotlight again?"
"Now, no demon or zombie can stand in my way. Mwah. Mwah." She pressed a loving kiss to each of her rocket launchers.
What he had just witnessed was the destructive power of a heat ray, not a rocket. But Lady understood the confusion. The blast had been quite blinding. "I ๐ข๐ฎ letting loose. Did you see the hole my baby put through that big guy? If this isn't letting loose, I don't know what is."
She wouldn't call herself a professional ๐บ๐ฆ๐ต. Lady had much to learn about making a business out of devil hunting. Until not long ago, she had only done it to avenge her mother, destroying every demon that stood between her and her objective โ finding her father. >
It was all there. Lady had made sure to count every bill in front of the client before declaring the case closed. The joke was on Dante, though. The very prudent huntress had already received her share of the pay after having the client place it in a different briefcase. >