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[fulcrcm]

hey friends. unfortunately, the time has come to move luca to my multi.

i was optimistic that i would come back here as i just did a blog refresh here and i was really happy with it, but unfortunately i no longer feel particularly comfortable or safe here / within this fandom. it's through no fault of any of my mutuals, but it is unfortunately beyond my control and i just feel feel more comfortable moving him to my multi as i've now made it private.

there is a possibility that i might bring him back over here in a little bit, but right now i just need to protect my peace and hopefully i will achieve that by moving him.

you're more than welcome to follow me over there, especially if we had threads with luca, but also please don't feel obligated. there's no hard feelings here, i'm just going to do what's right for me, and right now that's keeping everything to one blog. if you do follow me over, and we did have threads, i will continue those as i love everything i have going over here.

just a note before i go: please treat your fellow rpers with kindness and respect, and in a way you would be happy to be treated yourself. sending everyone love and good vibes for their day 🧡🧡

[fulcrcm]

→  @renlios continued from here.

it was becoming clear where this particular topic was heading. both had made admissions of disliking being forced into enduring the ritual of finding a suitable match. the dances and courting that came with it. a low hum is giving in response, remaining silent and still, gaze watching the pairs dancing around the floor. " are you suggesting that we attempt this ruse, miss skye ? " it seemed to him to be the only logical conclusion that could be drawn from what she was saying. a brow lifts, turning to face her fully, curiosity sparking within his gaze. it could work, possibly, if they made it seem real enough. and he imagined she was suitable enough in his parents eyes. " an interesting thought indeed. "

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peaks in. i know i keep abandoning my boy but i have been struggling with the sta.r wa.rs muse. however... it has been revived so 👀 perhaps a little comeback is in order

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axe woves : → @mythosar : ❝ put the gun down. now. ❞

cautious gaze moves over the man before him, flicking to their surroundings for long enough to note his disadvantage in this current scenario. a muscle twitching at his cheek is the only outward display of his realisation, gaze finding it's way back to the mandalorian attempting to command him. " if you put yours down. " an unlikely request, he was aware, laughable even, but perhaps the time it might allow him would be helpful. " how about i put it away, and we can talk ? " he doesn't wait for an answer, sliding the blaster back into the holster at his hip, gaze never leaving the others. it'd been a long shot, coming here, and he had told them as such. but they had insisted he tried. so here he was, trying.

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hera syndulla : → @memcriaes : ❝ just take some deep breaths. in and out. you're gonna be fine. ❞

fingers curl against the hard earth beneath him, uncaring of the rough stones cutting into soft flesh, the ringing in his ears threatening to send him spiralling, nausea rolling over him in thick waves. but he does as the voice at his side suggests, sucking in a great lungful of air; spluttering it back out only moments later. " i'm fine. " but the words are weak even to his own ears. mortification comes next, teeth gritting against the strength of it, suddenly and acutely aware of how pathetic and weak he currently appeared. " my ship … ? " the weakness of his question is indicative to the level of hope he had in his ship coming through this unscathed. stupid. he should have planned better. allowing himself another three seconds until he's pulling himself to his knees. cyan gaze blinking up and around, realisation slamming into him. he made it out. this time, the breath drawn in is calmer, tasting of victory. " where am i ? " he hadn't known where to go, merely entering a random set of co-ordinates his stolen ship had already travelled to and hoping for the best. evidentially his hoping had miraculously worked.

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PROMPTS FOR ACTION, CHAOS, AND DRAMA *  a collection of lines for the more dramatic adventures

put the gun down. now.

nobody leaves unless i say so.

quick! hide!

everyone's out to get you.

can you still walk?

how much money did you lose?

looks like we're stuck in here for a while.

someone has to stay behind.

get down!

i think i'm gonna be sick.

you have my word.

it's too dark in here. i can't see anything.

we're gonna have company!

did you kill them?

shut your eyes. don't look.

is there a problem here?

drop your weapons.

we'll never make it in time.

i think he's one of them.

we can figure this out! stay with me!

hold your breath!

let me make you an offer.

wait, do you hear that? something's wrong.

when i say go, go!

can you think of a better plan?

i'm taking you to the hospital.

i'll get the money, i swear.

someone started all this, and i'm going to find them.

i'll get you out of here. i promise.

we're running out of road!

if you kill me, there'll be nowhere else to hide.

i'll tell you how this is gonna go.

brace yourself!

give me your gun.

where the hell do you think you're going?

i don't know! i'm all turned around. i can't remember where we came from.

give me the password.

i never should have come here. this was a mistake.

do you even know why you're supposed to kill me?

don't give up. please don't give up.

this is going to get nasty.

you should sit down.

i'll cover you.

what's the combination?

shit! the door's jammed!

think i broke something.

this is a terrible disguise. i'm going to get caught.

we need to find something to stick under it to keep it open!

we both know what has to happen here.

i'm staying! i'm right here! i'm staying!

nobody has to get hurt.

we can't let them win.

someone's been here.

this was your idea!

you take the left, i'll take the right.

is that the best you can do?

please just let me live.

hold on! there's more of them!

i'm ready whenever you are.

they're dead, and it's all my fault.

i can't walk. can you carry me?

it's time to end this.

quick, through that door. i hear someone coming.

you just blew our cover!

i'm afraid it's a bit more complicated than that.

can you hotwire a car?

is the wall moving, or is that just me?

no! i'm not leaving without you!

i'm not against you, if that's what you're asking.

the current's too strong!

i think that's blood.

shit, it's a dead end! we're trapped!

hold my hand. we can make the jump together.

oh my god. he's reaching for something.

why didn't you take the shot?

we should get moving before they come back.

this isn't what i signed up for.

do you smell that? what is that?

are you with me?

let's go over the plan one more time.

we've got a serious problem here.

these people will kill you if they have to.

the door's locked. it needs a six digit code.

i think we lost them.

we might be stuck.

which way did they go?

i can't wait to get you back to the room.

let me drive this thing.

there's not enough room for both of us.

it wasn't supposed to happen like this.

you're bleeding.

i'm not sticking around to see what happens.

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brynn hast : → @bountyborn : ❝ when i say go, go! ❞

aqua eyes track the blaster bolts firing over their heads as they shield themselves from view of the enemy. adrenaline floods his system, gritting his teeth against the wave of clarity that never fails to disorientate as his body relaxes into the familiarity of the weapon between his hands, of the metallic reverberation of weapons being drawn; weapons falling. the sounds of war. he shifts at brynn's voice, readying himself for the attempt at escape from their unfavourable position. it had taken some time for trust to blossom between them, but trust him he did, enough to follow his order without immediate question. " i'll cover you when i'm through. " he mutters just loud enough for his voice to be heard about the background noise. one, two, three... four -- the order comes and he's rushing from his place of hiding, weapons firing with a precision he's certain the enemy had not anticipated; he'd been in the room when their armour was upgraded, knew their weak points; where to strike. another four seconds and his back was against the hard edge of the rock outcropping, their escape route hidden inside. " now ! " he yells to the mandalorian, unleashing the full power of his dual blasters, aiming for maximum confusion to allow the other to pass without harm.

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starter call : → @myhiraeth.

" evil to some is always good to others. "

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sometimes i think about what would have happened to luca if he had never found the courage to leave. if he had allowed his parents to break him and bend him to their will. would he have become a force to be reckoned with, but just... empty inside ? exactly how his parents wanted him to be ? or would he have begun to buy into their beliefs and wanted to help build this world the FO was planning ?

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starter call : connie → @warrued.

" we should leave, before they come back. "

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paz vizsla really had to become my exact brand of muse huh

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hit the heart for a one liner ! might be lyrical , might be from a meme i've reblogged ! mulits please specify who you'd like it for.

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axe woves genuinely is hilarious. imagine losing a fight and then picking another one with the beefiest man around. chaotic. i love him.

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I always look for characters, or if it's an oc characters similar to mine, on tvtropes.com. Bam "an exploration it..." - whatever the relevant tropes are called

massive thank you to whomever sent this, this was superrrrrr helpful !!

[fulcrcm]

❝ but you see there is a graveyard in my mouth filled with words that have died on my lips. ❞

# FULCRCM : an independent  and  mutuals  only  star  wars  original  character.  nsfw  and  triggering  themes  present  and  tagged.  please  read  rules  and  about  before  interaction. twenty one + only. using beta.

an exploration in : good is not soft, the reluctant hero, defection from childhood rhetoric, becoming the mask, silence as a weapon.

   CARRD.   ASK PROMPTS |   OTHER  BLOGS  :  starlcved  , cluesolved.

[fulcrcm]

“And in the silence I suddenly understood the many ways a person can die but still be alive.”

— Carmen Rodrigues; 34 Pieces of You

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myhiraeth​:

@fulcrcm​ liked [ THIS ] for a starter - Luca & Styxx 

“ Been awhile. ” He holds out a hand to shake as he makes his way into the ship. “ Was starting to think you all had won the war and forgotten to tell anyone. ” That or they’d all died, but that seemed too morbid for the reunion. It had been a year or two- not long by his standards and perhaps not long by Fulcrum’s standards either. War could sometimes seem both endless and instantaneous at the same time. You spend minutes that feel like years waiting for the signal to go, and hours that feel like seconds in the battle itself.

“ What’s going on? ” Pleasantries out of the way, he gets down to business. Fulcrum won’t mind, he’s pretty sure- the man is as focused as Styxx himself is. Typically if people come looking for his help, it means something serious is going on. He’s yet to have to answer to the resistance or rebellion or whatever they go by these days as to how he survives some of the situations he lets himself get put in, and with luck he’ll be able to get through this war without having to. He survives, he succeeds, that’s all anyone really needs to know. The how just makes things messy.

he  allows  a  half  smile  to  pass  across  his  lips  at  the  greeting,  shaking  the  hand  held  out  with  a  short  nod.  “  it  has.  ”  typically  they  preferred  to  keep  things  in  house,  outsiders  could  be  tricky  when  trust  was  so  difficult  to  come  by  nowadays,  but  styxx  was  different.  they  knew  they  could  count  on  him  if  it  was  really  needed,  thus  here  he  was.  “  i  doubt  you’d  miss  that  celebration.  ”

he  appreciates  the  lack  of  small  talk,  such  things  had  never  been  his  forte,  and  he  was  here  on  urgent  business.  a  fact  he  was  sure  the  other  man  was  aware  of.  “  our  aid  shipment  was  attacked.  medical  supplies,  food.  ”  his  tone  holds  a  hint  of  anger,  though  he  holds  it  back  from  his  expression  with  expert  control.  “  we  need  to  plan  a  counter  move,  but  we’re  down  on  able  bodies  to  help.  up  for  it  ?  ”  he  knew  the  answer  he  expected,  but  still,  people  could  surprise  him.  either  way,  they’d  be  taking  back  what  was  theirs,  with  or  without  his  help.