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I’M BAAAACCCKKKK
After some crappy crap that went on in the real world, I’m finally back for Rick and Floyd.
I also owe replies to @hctstxff, @gothamcartel and @supcrfreak
I’ll be making a starter call soon to anybody else who would like to RP with my Rick.
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Hey guys
Sorry I’ve been absent; I’ve fallen ill with an ear infection and it doesn’t look like it’s going to clear up at any time. I’ve been sleeping most of the time and I know I owe some replies. I’m just letting you know I’m going to take a little time off until I get better and I can reply properly.
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in conclusion: all australian animals will kill you and if you see one that is not listed here, then run
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Starter for @hctstxff:

Rick clasped a hand over Diablo’s shoulder, feeling heat beneath his palm. “Just calm down, man. Think about your mantra or whatever it is you do to keep calm.”
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The corner of his lip twitched, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. Being a colonel and a man of war, it was instinctual by this point; any flirting was always met with his walls being raised.
Didn’t mean he didn’t flirt back when he was off duty.

“Well, we’ve met now,” smiling slightly, “Do you think you’ll remember me this time?”
Starter for @gothamcartel:

“Have we met before?”
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Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. It was getting repetitive and the pressure was falling on the shoulders of both of them, but still Rick stood beside June because he knew nobody else would. When her use for the government and Waller no longer existed, they were going to toss her aside and leave her to fend for herself. A used tissue left in the dirt and it disgusted him. He had never met anyone so pure like her. He’d never met anyone he wanted to protect more than her.
But there were some elements he couldn’t protect her from – the Enchantress and the truth for a start. No matter how hard he tried he knew the endgames – she makes it or he has to take them both out. He was begging for the former.
He rested his forehead against her own, pressing soft kisses against her lips. If he could take the pain from her for just ONE evening…
“I’m not going to make any promises until I know that that’s the only option we have.”
█▐ @rwb-flag said:“Will you be quiet now?”
Send "Will you be quiet now?" For my muses reactions to yours pushing them against a wall and kissing them.
JUNE PULLED AWAY, gasping for air as the cold of the wall sunk in to her skin. Staring into his eyes as she caught her breath, June struggled to find her interrupted words. Her mind swam, but there was a distinct absent of a certain WITCH’S ever-present voice. Instead, she only felt the cold air that brushed against her newly wet lips. Her panic had slowed, but in only moments she was able to regain her thoughts.
❝We can’t avoid the INEVITABLE, Rick… She’s going to win sooner or later. I need you to promise me that, when she does, you’ll make the right choice.❝❞
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Rick wanted to drop dead; if it weren’t for June and any possible children they might have in the future, he would’ve risked death just to avoid the unlawful and ruthless rule of Amanda Waller. But he couldn’t help but be even a little relieved that he was doing another job with one of his crew from the Waller/Enchantress mission – in spite of the fact that it was Harley.
“If this were a social call, I would’ve brought a cake to share,” he drawled, fatigue evident on his features. “No, mission again. Big Brother’s taken the liberty of gathering your shit together for you – I’m just making sure you don’t run off. Like last time.”
He arched a brow warningly, his eyes trained on the woman before him. How bizarre that she was once a criminal psychologist – a subject he barely passed himself when training for the military. Although, he’d seen her brain in action and he’d been impressed before. He’d just never admit it.

“You get to kill people, Quinn. I thought that’d make you happy.”
Starter for @supcrfreak:

“Rise and shine, Harley. Time to get the fuck up for Waller.”
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He inclined his head, giving him the win of the conversation. They’d been stuck in the desert for way too long; resources were scarce, they’d all had to sleep on the sand beneath them (or even caves like now), and Rick was starting to really feel the pressure. He’d been through this with his brothers in arms but with a bunch of criminals not used to the conditions… Well, he’s had to be the Dad of the group.
He watched the flames of the fire flicker back and forth, unaware of any insensitive comments he might’ve made. It was as if his head was slowly draining of any sustenance.
“When you’re doing this kind of work with soldiers it’s all for one,” Rick muttered observantly, entranced by the dance of the fire’s flames. “You’ve guys have pulled through so many times I wanna repay you somehow.”

rwb-flag:
Starter for @diqblo :
“I’ve seen people look like shit before but damn, man,” he patted Diablo’s back, knowing the feeling all too well.
❛❛Thanks…❜❜ Chato said in an almost sarcastic manner, rubbing his nose with the back of his hand, ❛❛Could be worse…could be a corpse, y'know?❜❜
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rp-memes-cafe:
Tell me why you followed me and what made you stay.
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Starter for @gothamcartel:

“Have we met before?”
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Starter for @supcrfreak:

“Rise and shine, Harley. Time to get the fuck up for Waller.”
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Starter for @diqblo :
“I’ve seen people look like shit before but damn, man,” he patted Diablo’s back, knowing the feeling all too well.
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Send ( ✨ ) if we haven’t interacted yet, but you want to.
Send ( 🌛 ) if you would rather I send you memes to start interaction
Send ( 😃 ) if you want to plot with me
Send ( ❤ ) if you want to plot a ship with me
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To all of my new followers
As soon as this internet thing is sorted, all of you are getting a starter. Until then, I'm asking for your patience. I'm not ignoring you – my internet's just throwing a tantrum. Technology hates me. I'm feeling a little like Sarah Connor right now.
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Postponed replies
Due to some bullshit with my internet provider, I'm afraid I won't be able to reply for a little while. This calls for my Deadshot blog too.
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