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lycoteuthis:

learning internet friends’ real names is always surprisingly disappointing

like what do you mean your real name is “luis” not “thunderfuck mcpickuptruck”

(Source: blowjobs-from-xenomorphs, via spooky-sabasquatch)

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thechilledchaos:

seanannigans:

Friendly reminder that this happened…

And I’ll never talk to him ever again :(((

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(Source: legolasofthefellowship, via spooky-sabasquatch)

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spongyspice:

we all have a person who’s name we hear and we just

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Vaas Montenegro || 25 || Pirate King || Alive || Michael Mando

You know what someone told me once? They told me, ‘The weak are meat, and the strong do eat.’ You understand that chica?

Not a single person on Rook doesn’t know Vaas’ name or the countless stories about him, and that’s exactly the way Vaas likes it. Born and raised as a Rakyat, the exact reasons for, his sudden and violent defection are completely unknown save for what he’s told Doug on one occasion. Even in his younger days Vaas was just never quite right, that fact only amplified after years of heavy drug abuse.

Ruthless, malicious and exceedingly vulgar, he rules his proclaimed kingdom with none who question his authority except for perhaps Hoyt and his own men. Despite no longer carrying the title as he once proudly did, Vaas is still every bit as powerful a warrior as he ever was, although admittedly some things are not quite as great as they used to be. His head is obviously a scrambled mess, leading to his erratic and unpredictable behavior on a good day. What he may lack in technical book smarts he more than makes up for in natural cunning and sharp instincts, plus a keen sense for tracking. Most obvious is the sheer strength in him and seeming inability to stop when he should, even going on after he’s been dealt a blow that would have put a normal man down. Gets highly obsessive when there’s something bothering him, and this trait goes for all things. He has a certain predilection for the color red and therefore likes redheads most.

Far and wide it’s known that he and Doug share something of a bromance, so much so that it’s widely agreed upon that the two are probably very gay for one another. They’re (mostly) not, but you wouldn’t know it from watching them and listening to them talk. With his men in general he has an odd sort of relationship. On any given day he can go from playfully sneaking up on his men to nutcheck them, to screaming obscenities and snapping necks because someone, somewhere fucked up. It’s incredibly rare to find Vaas sitting still for long and even more strange to find him sleeping for a length much longer than a handful of hours. His temper is almost impossible to predict, but a good rule of thumb is that if Vaas is still screaming at you, you’re not in any danger yet. It’s when he turns suddenly friendly that one should turn and immediately run the opposite direction.

He could probably be safely classified as a cinephile, perfectly content to waste away his day marathoning movies or his random assortment of favored TV shows. There are only a select few of either category whose titles he actually will remember, leaving it up to whoever he’s talking to, to try and figure out just what in the hell he’s talking about now.

Mun: Rina

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Ashley “Ash” Cordell || 24 || Survivor || Alive || Ashley Benson

I’d rather laugh then cry. Laughing makes it less serious…tears hurt too much.

Born and raised in Texas as the older sister of 7 siblings, Ash learned from a young age to stay stubborn in pursuit of her goals. Her relationship with her parents was always a tense one, only ever getting worse by the day as the younger children grew up to fall victim to their reverend father’s strict Christian values driven home with violence. It bred in her a need to protect the younger siblings, going so far as to ensure their father was angrier with her more often to ease the burden on them. Rather than simply continue the small-town expectancy to stay among their brood, she and her siblings agreed Ash would pursue a college degree in hopes of starting a better life for the 8 of them. As a result her father and his wife cut ties with their eldest daughter, worrying she would further poison the rest of their children against them. Having taken time after finishing high school to save up money, Ash moved to New Orleans to continue with her plan of action. It was there she met Sorcha, Scha’tzi and Brian while in school and came to think of them as family just as much as her own blood.

All outward appearances make it seem as though Ash is quite friendly and harmless, which is true so long as you’re her friend. Beneath all that is a quick wit and a surprising proficiency with firearms, learned from an upbringing of hunting trips with the reverend and keeping vermin away from the house and livestock. She’s also very intelligent with an eye for recognizing patterns in things and behavior, and forever seeking to know more about what’s around her. From years of hard work on the farmhouse and time-wasting after school sports Ash has a good bit more muscle than one would expect to find on her, most of all her running speed. When given limited resources she proves to have ingenuity in spades. After escaping from the confines of the prison camp with Sorcha’s help she set her mind to becoming the warrior she needed to be in order to protect herself and rescue their missing friend.

Under the guidance of her mentor Ronan it’s exactly what she does, taking his advice and lessons to heart. Discovers a natural talent for stealth and a set of sneaky hands, but you’ll never know she’s up to something until she’s ready for you to know it. Though she knows well where her limits are she pushes herself to do better than that when trying to learn her task at hand. Ash generally favors the bow, her ‘borrowed’ knife and a handgun as her primary weapons, and likes to keep her kills as neat as possible. However, that’s somewhat hindered by the fact that sometimes when she’s done with a place it’s in flames and falling apart.

Above all her drive is to keep both herself and Sorcha safe from the island they’ve been marooned on, and to take back Scha’tzi from the tyrant that has her. Getting home sadly has to come second to that with the way things have gone. If along the way she can manage to kill Hoyt herself with his own knife, she certainly wouldn’t object in any fashion. Ash always did have her fondness for Shakespearean irony.

Mun: Rina

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Ronan || 27 || Warrior || Alive || Roman Reigns

The Tyrant rules through fear. Show him why he should fear you instead.

The younger brother of Vera, Ronan is a warrior of some renown among the Rakyat. Highly skilled in the art of stealth, he is a force to be reckoned with on a battlefield in more ways than one. His tactics employ the use of brawn and brain both should a situation call for his aid, and he has the tendency to follow a ‘no man left behind’ code entirely of his own design. These skills among others are what earned him the distinction of being recognized as a great warrior by Citra, worthy of becoming a mentor to pass his skills on to the next disciple. Though he is a hard teacher he is also fair, understanding well how best to give his lesson to an individual and when to change his approach if needed.

In contrast to his ferocity on the field he is notably calm and collected, and far more gentle than one might expect. Often those who meet him for the first time are under the impression he is mute, as he rarely ever speaks without reason and conveys his thoughts through his expressions usually. When he does have something to say, however, it’s always worth listening to. Rarely does anything make it past Ronan, with his uncanny ability to pick up on things left unsaid. He is a man of silence when it comes to keeping secrets divulged to him, and it would take an extreme circumstance for him to share any of them unless it could mean saving a person’s life.

Though he is fiercely loyal to the Rakyat, often he finds that he disagrees with the way things are run as of late. He holds strongly onto his set of beliefs that sometimes stray from what the Rakyat teach, preferring to have his faith in his own way. Given the task of training Ash to become one of Citra’s warriors, Ronan instead guides her to follow the path that is hers. Along with Ash he reaches a hand out to Sorcha as well, sensing in her the amount of inner turmoil and looking to ease what he can. Affectionately given the nickname “Bearman” by the girls for what is described as his ability to be either a teddy bear or a ferocious beast protecting the young. It’s a moniker he embraces gladly.

Mun: Rina

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Troy Davis || 42 || Privateer || Alive || Oded Fehr

Just be glad I like blondes more.

With a long military history and an even longer criminal one, Troy is one of the favorites among the privateers and he’s well aware of this fact. Comes across as charming if a bit rugged on the first impression, belying a much more sinister nature to the man. Originally born in Israel to an unknown extremist father and a mother who’d been in the wrong place at the wrong time, even his early life was filled with little but violence and hate all around. At some point in his very early life he’d immigrated to America and enlisted in the military at the age of 17. As he rose to the ranks of Black Ops he never suffered from the same problems his comrades had with killing for a job, most times even enjoying himself while on tour. Due to his sadistic tendencies, he’d found out he was on the verge of being dishonorably discharged at 25 and decided he didn’t like it. He confronted and killed his commanding officer before vanishing off the grid, taking himself and his skillset elsewhere.

Finding further employment was simple enough, standing at 6’2 and built like a human tank with the willingness to kill to match, and found himself taking up jobs as something of a mercenary. More often than not he’d find something or other that irritated him about his current boss, or someone else would offer him more money. In this way he jumped from job to job until finding Hoyt Volker- or rather, Hoyt found him. Altogether Troy found no issues with the man or his business, and especially not with the pay upgrade. To prove his worth he went as far as finishing off his old boss to hand over all the man had before following Hoyt to the Rook Islands.

With his long career he is a formidable foe on his own, and nothing short of a terrifying one when he’s brought manpower. The concept of friendly fire means absolutely nothing to Troy, and if it means taking down his intended target he’s more than willing to kill a comrade to get his prey. He’s a seemingly tireless hunter with cunning to match his sadism, enjoying the act of playing with his food just as much as consuming it. His temper is an odd thing, being incredibly hard to anger some times and having a hair-trigger temper flare the next. When he does snap it’s never pretty and always ends in bloodshed, generally consisting entirely of someone else’s. As a result of his own prowess and undefeated as of yet status he’s grown cocky and arrogant, believing himself capable of taking down anyone in his way and able to back up the claims when he talks big.

Due to the inability of his men in trying to break one prisoner, Troy sought to simply do it himself with Hoyt’s permission. He now bears a deep cut down his left temple, starting at the hairline and ending just at his cheekbone, left as a courtesy of Ash due to an oversight of his in the South Island compound cells. Along with it comes a nasty grudge and whip-crack fury should anyone bring the incident up. It’s rumored that somewhere there’s video evidence of said incident, but don’t hold your breath trying to find it. No one’s stupid enough to let Troy find out about it.

Mun: Rina

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Jules “Twinkle Toes” Castillo || 37 || Privateer Heavy || Alive || Dave Bautista

Alright, I’ll tell you. I was part of this freak show in a circus in Munich, right…

A heavy gunner in the privateer ranks, standing at 6’5 and weighing in at about 290 pounds, the man is a human tank. Has been heard to give a war shout as he’s walking into gunfire, screaming in a Russian accent, “I am bulletproof!” It should be noted that he is not Russian, but mixed race Latino.

Often called “Twinkle” by most people and “Oreo” by no one left alive, literally nothing is known about where Jules Castillo came from. Of course his comrades have asked him multiple times as they drank the night away, but every time Jules tells the story it’s different and no less elaborate than any of the others. So far he has claimed to have lived in the sewers beneath a city being trained by a wise ninja, to have watched his parents die as they left the opera as a family, and on one occasion launched into a lengthy story about a quest he undertook to destroy a piece of jewelery. What nobody ever seems to know is that he’s just telling them backstories of comic book, video game and movie characters.

At least he’s good at telling the stories.

*It should also go on record that Willis Huntley has yet to find a single shred of information on him. As far as he’s concerned the man was hatched from an egg and set loose on Rook.

Mun: Rina

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chrihyonce:

"OOOH SHIT"

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