He can be found in the Mess Hall. Chewing his way through a sandwich.

"I'm a little cynical, must be the Russian in me." #mvrp #marvelrp #openrp

#catwoman l̶o̶v̶e̶d̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶l̶o̶s̶t̶ ̶b̶y̶ ̶p̶a̶i̶n̶

ㅤ "𝗛𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗳𝗮𝘀𝘁. 𝗔𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲, 𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲. 𝗪𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗟𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗼𝗻." ㅤ • 𝗟𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗼𝘀. • 𝗦𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗻𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱. ㅤ #𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗽 #𝘀𝗰𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗽 ㅤ

" 𝘋𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭-𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 . . . "

ⓨⓞⓤ ⓚⓝⓞⓦ ⓘⓣ ⓘⓢ ⓐ ⓜⓨⓣⓗ ⓣⓗⓐⓣ ⓦⓞⓜⓔⓝ ⓛⓞⓢⓔ ⓣⓗⓔⓘⓡ ⓟⓞⓦⓔⓡ ⓐⓢ ⓣⓗⓔⓨ ⓐⓖⓔ. ⓐ ⓛⓘⓔ ⓘⓝⓥⓔⓝⓣⓔⓓ ⓑⓨ ⓜⓔⓝ ⓐⓕⓡⓐⓘⓓ ⓞⓕ ⓑⓔⓘⓝⓖ ⓒⓗⓐⓛⓛⓔⓝⓖⓔⓓ. ⓨⓞⓤⓣⓗ ⓗⓐⓢ ⓒⓤⓡⓡⓔⓝⓒⓨ, ⓑⓤⓣ ⓝⓞⓣ ⓟⓞⓦⓔⓡ. T͙h͙e͙ ͙I͙r͙i͙s͙ ͙w͙h͙o͙ ͙m͙a͙n͙i͙p͙u͙l͙a͙t͙e͙s͙ ͙d͙e͙s͙i͙r͙e͙ ͙v͙i͙a͙ ͙s͙c͙e͙n͙t͙s͙ ͙

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀And somehow ⠀⠀we all found the warmth of the gun ... ⠀⠀⠀ #HaloRP ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

there will be no crashes today

How do the armours match anyway? John and Benjamin are big, meaty men. These two clowns are smol, normal men.

@ofscarletsparta.bsky.social and @spartanofluck.bsky.social are the imposters Among Us!

And I will personally throw them out of the nearest airlock.

Imposters are among us.

Leave. Or you will be removed, imposter.

I trust those sandwiches even less than I trust this imposter who claims to be Benjamin.

I will throw you.

LIAR.

I have no time for these pretenders.

B E G O N E

You are not Benjamin. Begone.

Hm.

y a w n

It’s not the worst habit to have.

Am I doing this right? #SeductiveSunday

Why?

I’m not sure if interesting is the right word for this nonsense.

a fool fighting an egotist, for a rabbit’s benefit, at a crazy person’s behest.

let the violence begin

I will not.

I shall meet you there. The one with the least kills shall buy the first round after we have crushed these holographic monsters.

The odds are stacked against us. I pity our foes.

Sangheili.

Is any of this supposed to concern me?

I will hold my chosen point atop a pile of simulated corpses.

I will take this box and shatter it, Talia.

Would you like some assistance?

“So you’re dumping the leftovers on me, and making it seem like a nice gesture?” He’s teasing. But Isaac bring Isaac, it’s as heavy-handed as his grip around the bag he’s now taken from them.

I shall mourn its passing.

I fear I already have.

Peace. Hm. It is good. I pray it lasts.

It’s been weeks since I’ve thrown someone. I hate this.

Quietly mumbling to himself. Polishing his shotgun as he does so.

“Hm.” His doubt can’t help but go off, but against his own judgment, the Beta shrugs and tries to offer a smile. It’s clearly an awkward one. “Thank you, Ripley.”

“Cookies…?” He’s a little baffled, but he’s not complaining.

He opens the door, and immediately, a slight sense of regret overcomes Isaac. But it’s a little late to back out now. “What?”

Bleh.

Oh, I will. I may just take a whole tray and eat it by myself in the airlock.