| "Hey you. Got anything I can do? I could use something t' kill the boredom." | ||
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bossman-andy |
“Nothing right now. I’ve my own projects to worry about.”
Send me a message sometime; I'm mostly harmless.
Oh, and my name is Marvin. Not that you really care.
((But his writer's name is Jesse. This is an RP blog for a humanized version of Marvin the Paranoid Android from The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. It is just as insane as it sounds. All RPs are welcome!
A warning, though: this blog is occasionally NSFW. Also, no art is mine unless explicitly stated.))
Current Alteration Status: None at present.
Research (closed 3-way RP)
“Very well, then.” He placed a hand on her shoulder and pressed the button, and in a flash, they were outside her home.
“Does it disconcert you at all that I have the coordinates to this place bookmarked?”
Myomai started walking towards the serene little cottage. No one had touched it since she had left. “No. I don’t tend to stay in one place, and if you were going to try and kill me you would have done it already.”
“It’s good to be trusted, at least. I’ll see you… well, when I find something or when Raven comes barking at my door about a local murder.”
He shrugged, tweaked a few settings on his return device, and disappeared again.
Research (closed 3-way RP)
“Your place it is then. I’m sure you can find plenty of both wherever it is you prefer to stalk.” Marvin put out his hand. “Shall we be off?”
“Mm. Sounds good. I’m probably going to be in Absalom for the next week if you need me for something. Any yokel can point you in the right direction.”
“Very well, then.” He placed a hand on her shoulder and pressed the button, and in a flash, they were outside her home.
“Does it disconcert you at all that I have the coordinates to this place bookmarked?”
Research (closed 3-way RP)
“Perhaps it’s best you and I split up for now… With all the recent tension, I think we could all benefit from being alone.”
“If you say so,” Myomai growled, “I’m hungry and angry, so I’m going to get a good drink and, hopefully, a better fuck.”
“Your place it is then. I’m sure you can find plenty of both wherever it is you prefer to stalk.” Marvin put out his hand. “Shall we be off?”
Research (closed 3-way RP)
Her head was still spinning, Raven just couldn’t understand how someone could be so adverse to change for the better. She would continue to look into the issue, for Marvin’s sake, but she would not put herself through that again.
“Perhaps it’s best you and I split up for now… With all the recent tension, I think we could all benefit from being alone.”
(Source: theparanoidhumanoid)
((As it turns out, working outside for two hours in 100 degree heat with little water can do weird stuff to you. Who’da thunk it, eh? I’m really dizzy and it’s kind of hard to type right now, so I’ll get to replies after some rest.))
Research (closed 3-way RP)
Marvin sighed through his flared nostrils. “Fine. Myomai, we need to go. Raven…” he took a deep breath to calm himself. “I’ll be back later, to talk about things less… stressful.”
Myomai rose to her feet slowly, the pain receding enough for her to focus. “Yeah. I’ve had enough of this.”
Raven said nothing and simply turned from them to begin re-sorting her books. It was taking all of her control to not lash out even more.
Marvin led Myomai out onto the street and retrieved his return device from his pocket. “It could have gone worse, I suppose. No buildings were demolished in a demon fight. Shall we return to the bunker, or would you like to go back home?”
Send me a ‘✉’ for a head canon I have regarding our muses.
(Source: sebastian-mcgarth)
Research (closed 3-way RP)
Her face remained hardened, her head was held high and she did not falter. “I cannot help those who do not wish to be helped.”
“Raven, what happened in there?” He rose and his tone took an almost-demanding turn.
Myomai shook her head, keeping a hand on her face. Her skull was throbbing.
“I told you,” she started. “She does not want to be helped.” Raven’s words were short, almost to a point. “I want it out of my city.”
Marvin sighed through his flared nostrils. “Fine. Myomai, we need to go. Raven…” he took a deep breath to calm himself. “I’ll be back later, to talk about things less… stressful.”
Research (closed 3-way RP)
The sudden disconnect from Raven’s consciousness sent a flurry of knives through Myomai’s mind, and her nerves burned like someone had just dunked them in a vat of acid. She reeled in pain, clutching at her head. “Fuck, was that really necessary?” she coughed.
Her face remained hardened, her head was held high and she did not falter. “I cannot help those who do not wish to be helped.”
“Raven, what happened in there?” He rose and his tone took an almost-demanding turn.
(Source: theparanoidhumanoid)
Research (closed 3-way RP)
Raven snapped out of the trance quite violently, almost ripping away from Myomai in a painful way for the other. She growled, almost lunging at her, still seated on the couch. “Make no mistake, demon, I am no witch,” Raven hissed as she raised a hand to strike Myomai across the face, but held so as to maintain her composure.
“You were not invited here, demon. I ask that you leave my city.” Almost breaking her own personal control, Raven stormed towards Marvin, ripping the book he held in his hands away and getting close in to him. “See to it that that thing does no harm to any soul in my city.” She glared over her shoulder, staring daggers. “If I find any trace of her work, she will not live to strike again.”
Marvin was agape. “Wh— What in bloody hell happened?” He looked back and forth from Raven to Myomai.
(Source: theparanoidhumanoid)
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kumihoontheprowl |
Well, the Point of View Rifle would cut things short rather quickly. However, if I aim to actually kill my opponent, I’d use my trusty plasma pistol.
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Anonymous |
The first food I ever tasted. Pancakes.
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Anonymous |
I take it you mean in a sexual partner? Well, as long as we’re taking the shallower route…
I like eyes that I don’t mind staring into, lips that I can imagine mine locking with, hair that I can get a proper hold of, and skin that they don’t mind being mildly scratched. All else is negotiable.
