pieralla-reznik

[pieralla-reznik]

Give my muse an item and see how they react!

Things may or may not be added to their official inventory

[pieralla-reznik]

"O-oh my gosh, G-Gavin!"

There was the gentle puff of a scoff on the other end of the line, a genial yet exasperated sound.

"It's-it's Pip. Do you n-need someone to walk you h- home? Where are-are y-you?"

The sound of metal clanking together can be heard in the background, the android was likely scavenging somewhere for supplies to trade. Illegally, more than likely. An oversight they hoped the detective was too high to notice.

"I'm three sheets to the fucking wind high right now... so I know I called you, but I'm gonna need you to tell me who you are."

[pieralla-reznik]

Send ‘I don’t know what you are talking about.’ for my muse to deny having feelings for your muse.

Send ‘Don’t be absurd.’ for your muse to deny having feelings for my muse.

[pieralla-reznik]

The sudden softness caught them ever so slightly off guard, their arms wrapping around his neck as they take a moment to steady themself. They tangled their fingers in his hair as they leaned down toward his ear to give it a playful nip.

"I need you to take my sweater off, and let me pull those pesky slacks off of you."

They were holding back, Pip's silvery grey eyes staring longingly at the wall in front of them. There was a deep, throbbing, almost overwhelming need welling up inside them but they had to keep it contained for now. Teeth met their bottom lip as they caught themself being torn between two schools of thought.

"-- And, Noah? I need you to pin me against the wall and grind against me until I'm mewling and begging you to ruin me."

The words slipped from their tongue before they could even think twice about the sentence and the possible ramifications it may have. A dusky, rich blue flush began to envelope their freckled cheeks, and the tips of their ears. They could've just triggered a domino effect of epic proportions, and Pip felt the weight of it.

[help undress] - you know who

His hands grazed over their skin as they shimmied their shoulders to help the process of pulling their heavy coat off. Their hands frantically move to undo the buckles on their overalls before feeling his fingers gently pry their hands away to slowly, painfully slowly, click the buckles out of the place.

With a soft thud, their overalls fall into a messy pile on the floor around their feet.

Their fingers move to the hem of his jacket.

"Come onnn, Noah, it's not fair you're still fully dressed." They stuttered out with a whiny tone, desperately clinging onto his jacket.

@a-bullet-called-grief

[pieralla-reznik]

[help undress] - you know who

His hands grazed over their skin as they shimmied their shoulders to help the process of pulling their heavy coat off. Their hands frantically move to undo the buckles on their overalls before feeling his fingers gently pry their hands away to slowly, painfully slowly, click the buckles out of the place.

With a soft thud, their overalls fall into a messy pile on the floor around their feet.

Their fingers move to the hem of his jacket.

"Come onnn, Noah, it's not fair you're still fully dressed." They stuttered out with a whiny tone, desperately clinging onto his jacket.

@a-bullet-called-grief

[pieralla-reznik]

Addendums to The Rules/About

I am 21. I am a S/A survivor, and am very particular about how I handle things.

Pip's starting garb is now a grey/black beanie, a pair of tattered black overalls over a muddied yellow turtleneck. They are wearing a patched up jacket that is at least three times too big for them, and is covered with mud, dirt, general filth, and thirium. They're wearing dark blue sneakers that have been worn so much there's holes in the soles, and sides.

About Pip.

Pip is a deviated AP700 model from an abusive home that goes by they/them pronouns. Pip's previous/given name is Pieralla, but refuses to go by it now unless accosted by DPD. Pip is 4'8", AFAB (assigned female at build), and is a very physically banged up android with several large scars on their; torso, legs, knuckles, and shoulders.

Alongside having massive white scars on their body, they have a bullet hole through their left thigh, and a broken/wonky nose, and damaged bicomponents which give them a stutter that sounds like a broken record, and poor memory. Pip refuses to go get repairs, fearing that any CyberLife facility they go to will reset their memory or potentially dispose of them altogether due to the extent of their damages. Pip has PTSD and often shuts down or completely up and run away from the situation. They will be slower to trust, and will be a bit sensitive and nervous to start off, but give with enough time, they will always want to make sure their friends are well taken care of in any way they can.

Pip's starting attire is always; a navy blue hoodie two sizes too large, with blue blood stains and covered in dirt or mud; dark teal sneakers also worn through with thirium, blood, and mud stains; a grey, worn out t-shirt that is relatively clean; and light wash jeans with the same sort of staining found throughout the rest of their clothing and tears on their knees and frayed hems.

Given time, Pip finds extra change to get their clothing cleaned at a laundromat, and spends a lot of their time preparing meals for hire at homes to be able to afford an actual house or apartment of their own, instead of squatting in an abandoned office complex.

About the Blog/Rules

I am 20 years old, and roleplay adult content, more sensitive topics will be touched on, so please feel free to ask me to tag anything that may be triggering that I haven't already done so. Unless stated or discussed otherwise, all threads take place post-android revolution. This is a multiship blog, but all relationships must be built up through threads and trust between muses must be established before romantic feelings grow. Pip will be wary of you, but that's okay! They'll get attached very easy if you're nice enough, and please message me beforehand if you want more aggressive interactions between our muses, I don't want any miscommunication to occur. Pip does have a fiance (an RK900 named Noah), but that does not interfere with other ships unless all muns involved discuss it and wish to have threads with all muses involved to "duke it out" over it; please note that these will not be "canon" interactions amongst the separated character ships, that's exhausting for me and I would prefer to avoid it if at all possible, please.