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@bigironbigiron
Playing Fallout: New Vegas, and I played the new Red Dead Redemption 2, so who wants to fucking do some shit.
Here I am, trying to be active.
Still here. Just, you know. I should contact people about plots but like, idk if any of my partners want to. I want to plot heavy, you know? Like, I want five para or maybe even a two para thread going.
Like this and I’ll hit you up with a plot.
So I’m playing New Vegas right now, have been for a week or so; and I finally got to level 39/40ish and so I was like “I gotta do a DLC finally”. Cause the DLC’s are mad crazy leveled in NV. I’m doing HONEST HEARTS right now cause I feel it doesn’t require much if you aren’t doing survival, which for now I’m not.
😡 : Worst role play-related encounter and what advice you would give to others to avoid similar situations?
I don’t think I can name anything really that was traumatizing. I mean, I was part of this fandom group, a dark digimon group that; at the time, wouldn’t let me wipe my ass without telling me “I wasn’t allowed to do that”. Basically, one of the founders had a Takato, the leader of the Digimon Tamers series; and had this whole background set for the series. I needed to basically set my background around them. Which was okay, I suppose I could work around it. But anytime I wanted to do something, like, at one point I wanted to take his arm off during an event. Like, he gets it bitten off during our halloween event or something I forget, and the mods put me in a private chat and were like “Now listen we just want to make sure you’re okay with doing this”.
Mind you, I was older than most of them, and to feel like I was basically looked down upon or treated like a child made me feel unwelcomed and unwanted. Plus, I did feel isolated so that didn’t help. I eventually left on my own, blocked a majority of the group so. I don’t talk to any of them anymore.
❝ OH HONEY ! i’m always all excited. ❞ she spins the revolver in her hand ‘fore it’s holstered again, back where it belongs on her hip. shouldn’t be unarmed, not around a stranger. but a smart gal never goes anywhere without an ace up her sleeve. hers just happens to come in the form of a reptilian canine hidden away until he’s content the danger’s over. ❝ got all sorts of tricks, darlin’. bet you got some’a your own too. ❞
This was one feisty, a itchy trigger finger that didn’t stop that mighty hammer from bestowing justice upon the land--and Daniel didn’t seem to be distraught by the idea of the loss of life now before him. Sure, the men now laying hollow of what once was, had kin--parents--friends; now that was all gone for them, for anyone. But it was their fault, and it didn’t bother Daniel in the slightest.
︻◦=═一 “ Sure do miss, but mama told me a man doesn’t use tricks to make friends. He uses a pot and a spoon and a few spices. ” ⚄ ↵
❝ THAT AIN’T NO WAY t’thank a lady. ❞ cylinder of her revolver’s emptied into her palm, spent casings tucked away for later. she always finds a use —- waste not, want not, ain’t that what mama used to say? she reloads, gracefully enough to individually load each new bullet without having to look, eyes trained on daniel instead. ❝ ‘ thank ‘ya darlin’, for the save ‘, would suffice. i also accept pretty old jewelry. ❞ // @bigironbigiron || sc.
Before the other could put the Powder Gang members down, it seemed someone’s iron had fired righteousness first. From the other side of the playing field seem to stand a woman whose looks could simply kill a man. Though her trigger finger was one to become envious of. Daniel let a smile creep upon his face, grateful for the bind he was just rescued from.
︻◦=═一 “ Do you shoot that fast or did ya get too excited there ? ” ⚄ ↵
“A snack can be a meal if you eat enough of it. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve had to satisfy my hunger with potato crisps and some sweets.” That’s what it’s like living in the wasteland, though. Her body’s gotten used to junk food pretty well now, but she strays away from radiated food. She doesn’t want to become a ghoul, after all.
She’s a bit surprised by the invitation, but not enough to reject it. She’s hungry and thirsty right now, so hey, there’s no harm in agreeing, as long as he doesn’t try to get funny with her. “Alright, sure. Let’s do it, big guy.”
Daniel always liked a woman who wasn’t after his coin, after all most who sat in the bar’s he attended would often try to take his coin either through pickpocket or a silver tongue.
︻◦=═一 “ Let’s go find someone other than the Dugout, that funny soundin’ fella keeps giving me watered dog Fake Tan, and no amount of padded sheriff's gonna stop me from putting a caliber between his eyes. ” ⚄ ↵
Of course, Vadim had done this with most of his drinks, and it was common to do this among traders and merchants alike--as drinks were scarce and hard to create. Daniel didn’t like Vadim purely based on one whiskey incident, and had it not been for the law of this land, he would have surely taken his Big Iron out and sought out the justice his god given body deserves.
When I lost my mac, I lost a lot of my icons for Daniel, and others. So now, I have some more. Unfortunately, as I type this, tumblr is pulling it’s usual three dots of “You’re never uploading that photo”.
“You ever hear of money? They sell really good squirrel bits nearby, big guy. Throw that away before you end up screwing your stomach over.”
He remembered shooting squirrels with his bb gun as a child, leaving the carcass for the buzzards. But, eating one himself? He’s done worse, obviously.
︻◦=═一 “ I ain’t one for bits. --A man’s gotta eat a meal, not a snack. Suppose I go and spend a few coin, care to show me what tastes better with whiskey ? ” ⚄ ↵
“Hey– I wouldn’t eat that. Last time I did, I was throwin’ up for a week straight.”
Salsberry steak didn’t sound appetizing, but it was this or hunt for something.
︻◦=═一 “ I ain’t got no choice, Puffer. ” ⚄ ↵
I want a Rose of Sharon Cassidy to rp with. Come on you cowards, show me the cowgirl that Daniel deserves to interact with AND FALL IN LOVE BASED ON THEIR LOVE FOR WHISKEY. and if they arent in love can they be best friends who just stay together like a couple but they aren’t a couple?