If anyone still follows this blog.
I’m logging in after seeing infinity war to simply say I WAS RIGHT ABOUT HIM THE WHOLE TIME. that’s all.
||REALLY SICK
||I’M SO SORRY I’VE BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG but it’ll probably be a bit longer I’m like stupid sick you guys
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||OKAY BUT GUYS THE THING THAT MAKES IT EVEN BETTER??? Is that the person had just been bitching about how the horror rp community was full of whiny teenage witches and vamps. So I’m like, well here’s a powerful competent char. STILL NO RESPONSE GUYS. GG?
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||Someone who plays an ancient deity asked me why their char would possibly consider a nine tailed kitsune an equal. I calmly explained that, despite being not physically powerful, nine tailed kitsune are omnipotent, being able to access all of the knowledge in existence, and then explained how a kitsune gets their ninth tail. The fox must have survived at least nine hundred years, and then finally must do something so trickey or so clever that the Trickster God takes notice and grants them their ninth tail. The person who plays the deity stops responding. Like dude you play A GOD and THIS bothers you????
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He pushed himself up from his chair. “Perhaps it vould be easier to show you zan explain,” he mused. “My control ist still not perfect,” he articulated, “But it ist much improved since zen.” He abruptly vanished and reappeared on the other side of the desk in front of Zola, stumbling slightly before straightening. “Previously I had no control of it, und it took me vhere it villed at a moment’s notice,” he said. “It takes much effort to control, so it does not do such a sing again,” he said dryly. “More so to make it do as I vill, razer zan ze vill of ze Cube.”
Even with a younger face, the expression of concern was deeply familiar. Zola took a couple of halting steps closer.
“You teleport?” He paused and straightened his tie, looking more resolute. “You need help to stabilize your structure then? I haf ideas. It could take some time, but my theories are sound.”
“Correct,” he said slowly, eying Zola carefully. “Zis . . . power, could be useful, if I could control it more easily,” he said, looking at his hand as if he could see through it. “However, for now, it is nosing but a nuisance.” Blue eyes moved back to Zola. “You have my. . . trust, as per usual, Doktor,” he said finally.
braidsnglassesblog
Actions like these are so damn vile that it reminds you why there is a hell…
godzillafanclub420
kill all fascists
I usually use my thinnest coin or a key to tear them down, just in case.
newwavenova
Make sure people know about this, and fuck up anyone you see placing them
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I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning to sail my ship
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LOVE ME?!
||eslksfdjlkersjl you look hot AF in this picture, woman.
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Loki + smiling ↳ requested by eriklehnnsherr
mightisms
*when you follow and talk to ppl for months and don't know their damn name*
put your name in the tags.
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He crossed his legs. “Ze tesseract, fickle bitch zhat she ist, changed me… sent me across zhe galaxy. I haff been tryingk to control ze… distortion since zhen. Herr Strucker used Loki’s scepter to bring me back to Earth,” he explained, his voice level.
Zola was ashamed that it wasn’t him, but there had been only so much he had been able to do. Rebuilding ones self was not easy, and he hadn’t been about to trust any of his so called compatriots with the task.
“At least he did that right.”
He looked Schmidt over with concern. “Vhat are these distortions? Vhat did she do?”
He pushed himself up from his chair. “Perhaps it vould be easier to show you zan explain,” he mused. “My control ist still not perfect,” he articulated, “But it ist much improved since zen.” He abruptly vanished and reappeared on the other side of the desk in front of Zola, stumbling slightly before straightening. “Previously I had no control of it, und it took me vhere it villed at a moment’s notice,” he said. “It takes much effort to control, so it does not do such a sing again,” he said dryly. “More so to make it do as I vill, razer zan ze vill of ze Cube.”
Anonymous asked:
I love you
*Cold blue eyes regard the grey face* “I suppose I can understand zhe admiration.”
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correctionimswiss has entered the office
Papers shuffled quietly as blue eyes looked up at the small man. “Doktor Zola… Can I help you vif somesing?”
“So it is true. You haf returned…” Zola’s accent was softer, even changed by a long time in America. “How? Where were you?”
He crossed his legs. “Ze tesseract, fickle bitch zhat she ist, changed me. . . sent me across zhe galaxy. I haff been tryingk to control ze. . . distortion since zhen. Herr Strucker used Loki’s scepter to bring me back to Earth,” he explained, his voice level.
I have so much muse and so little energy to use it: the story of an RP blog.
sisterserpentsin replied to your post “||OOC”
((Oh no! Ugh fandom drama is such crap. Hopefully it blows over quickly. <3))
||Thanks
agentrollins replied to your post:||OOC
oh my gosh this happened to me a few months ago. My “best friend” deleted me for no reason, then when I got angry about it slagged me off/made herself sound like the victim and people who were supposed to be my friends deleted me. Hope you’re okay
||I had something similar happen a while back, but this is actually a matter of a very popular artist hating my guts and telling everyone that will listen how awful I am, which is pretty funny because anyone who knows me will tell you I’m not at all like the artist thinks I am.