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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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ok so im going to be moving hancock over to @pxperhearts because I honestly don’t have time in my life anymore to be jumping between blogs you know? I absolutely love this blog and I suspect I’ll lose a lot of wonderful rp partners by making the switch, as not everyone wants to follow a multi or some may even just miss this message, but the alternative is like... not being able to write hancock at all cause I can’t find the time to go between blogs anymore lol 
so anyway, I’m about to start that process
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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securitrcn replied to your post: ok real talk, how many of you would follow/care if...
i’d follow if you chose to move him, whatever you want to do is ok by me! i just love having you on my dash
my son *wipes a tear*
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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ok real talk, how many of you would follow/care if i moved hancock to my multimuse
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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"If I knew myself, I'd run away."
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A familiar sentiment for the ghoul. “You keep running, you might end up lookin’ as good as me.” He gestured to himself. “Now, I ain’t knockin’ the ghoul lifestyle. It has its perks, like immortality.” Hell of a long time to live with yourself, though. “But you start running, you don’t stop. At some point, you convince yourself you’re making a fresh start, but it’s really just more running. Take it from someone who’s done a lot of running: it gets tiring.”
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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“ I have great faith in fools - self-confidence my friends will call it. ”
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“It’s the exact kinda shit that will help you survive out here. Anyone ever tell you you’re pretty surprising for someone fresh out the fridge?” 
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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securitrcn replied to your post: I’ve cleaned out my drafts/inbox (except from that...
hey, it happens to the best of us! don’t worry about it, you’re only human. and for what it’s worth, i think you’re pretty���/rad/ ��
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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I’ve cleaned out my drafts/inbox (except from that last meme u blessed souls) kinda but like, I realized I have some things that are hella old and i meant to respond but like ? life orz I was going to try to get to them still though
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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              A small portion of some of my favourite quotes from classic literature. Feel free to change and adjust them to your needs!
“ I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape. ” “ Don’t cry, I’m sorry to have deceived you so much, but that’s how life is. ” “ I am fearless, and therefore powerful. ” “ Why are women so much more interesting to men than men are to women? ” “ Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know ” “ Unless he is suffering, how can you be sure that he is obeying your will and not his own? ” “ I have great faith in fools - self-confidence my friends will call it. ” “ Do you know where the wicked go after death? ” “ Actually that’s my secret — I can’t even talk about you to anybody because I don’t want any more people to know how wonderful you are. ” “ Will you love me in December as you do in May? ” “ Hell is empty and all the devils are here! ” “ Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear. ” “ You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you. ” “ I have gone to the forest. ” “ I got you to look after me, and you got me to look after you, and that’s why. ” “ One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well. ” “ Experience is merely the name men gave to their mistakes. ” “ If you want to keep a secret, you must also hide it from yourself. ” “ The truth is rarely pure and never simple. ” “ Power is in inflicting pain and humiliation. ” “ Some are born great, others achieve greatness. ” “ I didn’t mean no harm. ” “ My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know? ” “ If I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear! ” “ And now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good. ” “ I want to ruin you ” “ What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love. ” “ To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths! ” “ If I knew myself, I’d run away. ”
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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someone remind me to write my new vegas verse up where john leaves the commonwealth, before NV happens, to go fuck shit up on the strip and make friends in freeside with the Kings and get one of the three families mad at him so he has to hightail it back to the commonwealth but not before killing some legion and ncr members whoops
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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@sole-survivor-jo
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ಠ_ಠ
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you sinner
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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LET'S TRY AGAIN FUCK. 1.) What part of your hancock potrayal, either straight from canon, headcanon'd or a mix, is the most important to your portrayal? What you're proudest of? 2.) What do you think you do differently from others with the same muse? 3.) What drew you to Hancock specifically, and so early in the game's release? Do you ever wish you picked a different muse? Considered making a second?
ask something you want to know >> accepting!
The most important to my portrayal? I think, at least what I like to focus on more, is Hancock’s brand of help. It’s uniquely suited to the wasteland, which is why I have hard time transferring him to AUs lol A lot of how he grew up, and how wasteland culture is, shaped how he responds to things. Why he’s more likely to kill someone who’s making life hard for others rather than just sassing them. Why he’ll let the player get away with stealing from him if they go kill Bobbi. Why he’s upfront about his feelings and forward with his intentions, whether platonic, sexual, or romantic. He lays it out for you and doesn’t hide when he’s pissed. The one I’m most proud of is my own creation of him secretly being part of the Railroad. There’s holotapes all over Goodneighbor and you find them in his office. And the Memory Den operates for synths as well. I just can’t imagine Hancock not knowing and I know he has no grudges against non-Institute synths. So I ran around Goodneighbor a bit for hcs one day and he has all those mattresses up in the attic of the Old Statehouse. You see a lot of drifters sleep there, which makes sense cause Hancock was once in their place and “when people ask for hand outs you give it to them. that’s what being on top is all about“. But the RR is very secretive cause they need to be and Hancock doesn’t know where their base is, he just knows the operations of Goodneighbor and will house synths in the attic while they get their memory wipes and help get them on their way. And this is my most favorite/important headcanon for my portrayal.
I’m not really sure tbh. I have rp’d with one in the past and my good friend just made their blog, but it’s hard for me to say what I do differently exactly. I think I have put more into his backstory than some ? but that’s just cause I have too much time on my hands. I’ve combed through a lot of his dialogue and through Goodneighbor in-game to make hcs. I know the one I rp’d with focused more on his violent side, which was great to see and I hope to expand that side of mine more. 
Um, I fell in love with him as soon as I met him tbh lol I was worried about writing him since I hadn’t gone through his entire story. The game released 11.10 and I made my blog 5 days later lol I was just, instantly hooked on his speech, his style, his personality: everything. I don’t regret it and I definitely did not expect him to last this long. I have made a couple oc blogs (which I’ve showed you lol) and I occasionally consider a second canon from New Vegas but I just don’t have the time/energy to do it. 
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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      “Ain’t seen you in awhile, handsome. Got a tale or two to share?”
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“What, no hug? Not even gonna offer me some jet? It’s like we’re not even family.”
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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For Munday, anonymously ask the mun something you want to know about them, their portrayal, or what they will/won’t write.
Especially if it’s something you’re too shy or afraid to ask off-anon. 
(Admin note: If you reblog this from someone, try to send them something, even if it’s just a basic question. The mun will really appreciate it.)
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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sole-survivor-jo
The initial gore splattered Jo, too–it made her tense up, head slamming back into the column she was tied against with a crack. She hadn’t hurt herself too bad, but damn if it didn’t make her vision spiral a bit from the shock–
She never lied blood. Not really. Yeah, she could get violent and she’d had her fair share of clothes ruined by red stains–but that didn’t mean she liked it. The color red was one of her most hated–
She hissed when she felt something prick her finger, straightening her vision to see the culprit of her minor injury–a knife. She blinked, glancing around until she got a good look at her savior (?)–a ghoul wearing…
Ah. Of course his coat would be red.
She ignored that though–she’d fall in love with the color if it meant getting her out of this. She wiggled around, pushing herself lower to the ground as gunfire echoed all around her until her fingers found the knife’s handle. Then she got to work, hastily jerking her hands around to try cutting through the rope that bound her.
How long it took, she wouldn’t know. Combat both sped up and slowed down time, depending on the situation you were in–all that really mattered in the end was if you made it or not. And when the rope finally snapped against the blade, her sore wrists relieved of the rope’s constant pressure–she was determined to make sure she did live.
A Raider noticed her escape as she scrambled to her feet, spinning around to point his shot gun at her. In panic, fueled by adrenaline, she chucked the knife right at him–and surprised herself when it lodged itself into his chest, his shotgun blast missing her by a hair.
Then she turned and ran for the doorway, towards the ghoul in the hat and the coat, pushing past to get into the hallway where it would be marginally safer.
“Thanks–” she breathed as she passed him, praying to God he wasn’t just another Raider expanding his territory or something. She’d find out later–for now, she was just glad he didn’t shoot her with the rest of them before calling it a day.
Every few seconds, Hancock would pop around the corner to shoot off a few more, mainly to keep them on their toes and their attention away from their victim. Any that got too close to her suddenly found out how perfect his aim actually was. Thankfully, this victim wasn’t one of the helpless types and the knife he’d sent her way wasn’t going to waste. A bit more and she’d cut through that rope just fine.
By the time one of the idiots did notice, she was already free from her bindings and had no qualms about using the knife against the raider. Hancock would’ve shot him, but with this range and angle he would’ve been more likely to shoot her than him. However, he did get the one that tried to come up behind her and sent him flat on his ass just as she turned and made a mad dash outside the doors and to safety.
He heard her say something, but Hancock was already gesturing to two of his people. “Throw those bad boys in!” There was the distinct pop of two grenades being pulled before they were thrown inside, followed closely by the doors slamming shut. Inside, it took a moment for the raiders to realize what was happening and a moment later for the inevitable uproar to thunder through the metal. Barely looking at her, Hancock grabbed her by the arm and pulled her away from the door just as two guys covered it with something so that the raiders couldn’t get out. 
As soon as they were more than a few paces away, Hancock let go and grinned. “Might wanna cover your ears.” A few moments later and the explosions followed, the faint yet distinct sound of body pieces hitting metal following. 
Is it the Chems or Just Me? [Closed to Ghoulneighbor]
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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thelasttejada
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Raul stared at the blonde-haired ghoul, then rubbed his own bald head for a moment, brow furrowing and mouth curling into a pout.
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“…That’s so unfair.”
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“Hey now, if it makes you feel better,” cause Hancock knew the meaning of that from a mile away, “I’m what you’d call a new ghoul on the block. Give me a few years and this ugly mug will match yours perfectly.”
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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when bae gives you the look
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ghoulneighbor-blog · 8 years ago
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@thelasttejada from here;
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