I WAS A WINNER IN THE MR. ROBOT GIVEAWAY AND I NOW HAVE A FSOCIETY MASK I’M GONNA CRY
Okay, begging for money is even shittier than expected.
She toys with her scarf for several minutes before pulling out her phone, shoving it in the nearest person’s face. The message typed across the screen simply reads: ‘Hey, I can’t exactly speak so I’d appreciate a little donation if it’s possible to help me get by without a job for a while. What’dya say?’
Look, she’s even flashing a smile.
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So I’m thinking of maybe making a master list of the Mr. Robot Roleplaying Community?
Since the tag sometimes breaks or whatever, reblog this if your an independent Mr. Robot Character (Canon or otherwise), and I’ll add ya to the list.
Elliots
- fsocicty
- blvckhoodie
- vigilantexhacker
- september17th1986
Angela
Mr. Robots
- mxrobot
- ammrrobot
Darlene
- liberatress
Tyrell Wellick
OCs
- Runa - sociopath-hacker
@dxtatched
“ Hey, Elliot! Are you holding up all right? I’m not really near your place at the moment and wanted to check up on you.
I mean, if you want me to head over there I will since I’m not too busy right now. ”
starter call!
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{ ♚ } – Emily stared at the other for awhile, expression blank as she finally replied, “No. No I don’t.” As far as Emily was concerned, casual clothes were for home and not for anywhere where someone might actually see her, especially now that she was actually majoring in this shit. “Literally the entire point of clothing is to be noticed and for people to get the gist of you just by looking you up and down.”
She walked over to the other female, pushing the dress into her hands, “Look, trust me. Just go try it on and then try to tell me you don’t feel like a sexy bitch that can own the world. The feeling’s addicting.” Her drug.
What a blunt answer. The edge of her lips turned down and she let out a hefty sigh, clearly not interested in dolling herself up. “ Yeah, but this is how I always dress. I’m pretty okay with whatever impression I give off from my normal clothes, ” Shayla mumbled, arms wrapped around the dress. No point in arguing though since it clearly wasn’t going to end in her favor anyhow.
“ Like I need anything else to be addicted to, ” she commented, though the wry smile on her lips could play her words off as a joke. A quick change brought her into tossing the changing room door open, leaving her standing in the dress with a bored expression and arms folded over her chest. “ I really don’t feel that different. ”
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` yeah, uh- i was actually wondering if you had something stronger? `
It just wasn’t working like it first did. Molly is a hell of a drug, but she got careless. Used too much too often. She needs more to feel that same high and even then, it’s not really the same. The redhead gripped her bag, glancing around.
` –your neighbor is weird, too. looks sketchy. `
“ I mean, probably. ”
A glance back into her apartment did nothing, but it let her have a moment’s peace from the other’s gaze. Shayla turned back and reached over, hand on her client’s shoulders and gave a quick pat.
“ I’ll try to get it to you as soon as possible, ‘kay? - Eh, he’s pretty chill. Don’t worry. ”
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Jesus, this girl lived in a sketchy place. A small hand lifts to knock on the door, shifting from foot to foot. She’s always paranoid, watching as Shayla’s neighbor left with his dog. She didn’t register the face, but was scared out of her little trance at the sound of the door opening.
` –shayla! `
Was that the door? Shit, it was the door. Forcing herself out of the bed (and gracefully hitting the floor with a groan), she finally gathers herself enough to open the door and give a small grin to the girl.
“ Oh, hey there. What’s up? Did’ja run out or something? ”
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“ Just checkin’ up on you. Is that a problem? ”
@bxtchslaps - continued from here!
She’s all for trying new things - clothes, activities, drugs. Yet the way this girl presented a new option left a feeling in her stomach she would rather ignore. Her brow creased as she glanced between the one she was thinking of purchasing and the one the other held up. God, if it was from an actual part of the store it would probably cost what was in her pocket along with the skin off her back.
“ Thanks for the suggestion, but no thanks. I’m not one to wear anything that draws attention, ” Shayla answered, patting down the one in her arms. “ I don’t really wanna look ‘hot’ anyways. I just need something to go out and about with without being stared at, ya feel? ”
“ You think you’ve got problems? It took me two hours to do four braids in my hair. ”
She’s not seriously complaining, honest.