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𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 [ … ] 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄,
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fights honourably / fights dirty
prefers close - quarters / prefers range
chats during / goes silent
low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance
attacks in bursts / attacks steadily
goes for the kill / aims to disarm / fights defensively / strikes first
is provoked easily / provokes their opponent / teases
gets visibly frustrated / shouts while attacking
uses strategy / focuses on the battle / experiences conflicting thoughts during battle
rushes in recklessly / tries to read their opponent before engaging
fights wildly / fights calmly / fights apathetically / fights with anger / fights with excitement
fights because they have to / fights because they want to
fights without regard to wounds / runs away when wounded / hides wounds / takes a blow to protect another
prefers a blade / prefers a gun / prefers hand to hand combat / prefers a bow / prefers a shield / prefers a personalised weapon / prefers magic alchemy or spells
their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional
transforms for battle / fights as they appear
relies on strength / doubts their strength / relies on speed
uses everything they have / proceeds with caution / hides their full potential
exhausts quickly / has high stamina
behaves arrogantly / brags after landing a hit / belittles their abilities
uses psychological tactics / uses brute strength
avoids civilians / strikes down civilians
damages surroundings / avoids damaging surroundings
signature fighting style / makes it up as they go
mastered skill - set / learning their skill - set
messy fighter / elegant fighter
accepts defeat / refuses defeat / begs for mercy
compliments their opponent / insults their opponent
uses unnecessary movements / moves efficiently / barely moves
prefers to dodge / prefers to block
defends their blindside / has no blindside / leaves blindsides vulnerable
uses all available advantages / strictly uses one main method
plays around / holds back / fights ruthlessly / shows mercy
waits for an opponent to be ready / strikes when opponent isn’t ready
fears death / fears pain / fears killing
has ptsd / avoids fighting
has lost a fight / has won a fight
has killed / refuses to kill
wants to die standing / would succumb slowly
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muse’s worst traits. ˎˊ˗
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aggressive, callous, cannibal, careless, compulsive, cowardly, domineering, envious, greedy, hypocritical, impatient, impolite, incompetent, kidnapper, lazy, liar, materialistic, murderer, obsessive, overcritical, overemotional, patronizing, sarcastic, self-indulgent, serial killer, torturer, touchy, traitorous, unclean, unpredictable, untidy, vain, vengeful.
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#BYTECTRL . open your eyes , this is a revolution . the power of the people is stronger than the people in power . RESIST . // independent , low activity orion mugi , original character for WATCH DOGS : LEGION . written by chey . CARRD .
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#BYTECTRL-A — because this account is super old, it’s now been archived and remade .
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known name: orion mugi
alias: byte
race | nationality: korean / white | british
his dad was a korean immigrant, his mother was a white british woman
distinguishing marks: black out tattoos, tattooed eyes, various facial and earring piercings, dyed white hair, dresses only in white and/or black
based in: london, but has/does travel to other european countries, the states, and has visited south korea
his life before he turned 23 has been completely erased
he is a computer hacker and member of a collective hackers group called DedSec which is a global group that has cells in almost every major city
his older sister saena disappeared when he was a teenager, ever since he’s been at the forefront of hunting down, stopping, and exposing human trafficking sects and killers/abusers of asian women
“byte” is wanted for a slew of crimes. unauthorized access to a computer, trespassing, assault, assault with a deadly weapon, murder, breaking and entering, kidnapping, fraud, theft, vandalism, terrorism, etc
orion mugi however is a law abiding citizen with a few speeding tickets and one dui to his name
he prefers non-lethal approaches but has killed and will kill again if necessary
close friends include: orest fodrinski, holly anderson, both are also members of DedSec
orion considers himself a vigilante, his friends think of him as something between a vigilante and an anarchist, his enemies consider him a terrorist
MAJOR TURNING POINTS IN HIS LIFE
mother walked out on them when he was 13
his older sister vanished soon after
he was charged with unauthorized access to a computer and sentenced to juvenile detention
was released at 16, his father was an alcoholic
he became a member of dedsec at 18
was charged with a dui when he was 21
his father died of alcohol poisoning when he was 23
erased his and his family’s entire history and created a new identity, orion mugi
stopped / exposed human trafficking ring
killed skye larson
recruited intelligence operative richard malik who later betrayed dedsec
was kidnapped and tortured by a rouge intelligence agency
witnessed the bombing of canadian embassy in london
kidnapped richard malik
killed nigel cass
killed sabine brandt
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𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶?
𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀 — peace.
“ i survived because the fire in me burned brighter than the fire around me. ” // oh, little soldier, how long have you been at war with yourself? how much of yourself have you lost to the fire that's made its home in your heart? oh, but who can blame you? for as long as you can remember, you've had to face the world alone. all bared teeth and bloody knuckles. you learned young the only person you could rely on was yourself, didn't you? learned that the others would leave you to the wolves? and so you learned how to fight, how to stand tall even if you stood alone, how to shed the softness that wounded you before. but that isn't very sustainable, is it? the embers you swallowed, the fire you cloaked yourself in, it doesn't just burn the world around you. you have watched piece after piece of you go up in smoke: your hope, your smile, your mercy. what you seek is an end to the seemingly endless burning. and, little phoenix, you deserve it. please, breathe out. lean on me. the world isn't as cruel as you've made it out to be: it is okay to stop fighting. it is okay to let go of that anger. there is so much more to you, so much more that you have. the serenity you seek can be granted, but only once you are willing to work on letting go of the hate you've harbored for so long now.
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MUSE’S WORST TRAITS.
aggressive, callous, cannibal, careless, compulsive, cowardly, domineering, envious, greedy, hypocritical, impatient, impolite, incompetent, kidnapper, lazy, liar, materialistic, murderer, obsessive, overcritical, overemotional, patronizing, sarcastic, self-indulgent, serial killer, torturer, touchy, traitorous, unclean, unpredictable, untidy, vain, vengeful.
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𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙵𝙻𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁 𝙸𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙻? — salt
ah little kraken, bold are you. restless sailor, dauntless fighter, lower your sword, let me see your shield. ah, of course, they are but the same object. oh wave-tossed ruffian, lend me some of your mettle would you? you have been struck by the sharpest of spears yet you still stand here proudly. but off your guard, elsewhere of the battlefield, you will find your spirit can parch others. your words are but weapons crafted from your soul. little lion, sheathe your claws, or the ones you love the most will suffer.
you do not have to be strong all the time love, there's nothing wrong with being soft. vulnerability is not weakness, and if it were, what's wrong with that? strength is not always your greatest tool, your heart is good. put down excalibur, and use your words. you'll find they will carry you much farther. not everything in life is a battle.
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── romantic gestures. bold what applies to your muse , italicize if there's potential / it depends.
holding hands · buying flowers · cooking · cuddles · writing a poem / song· holding door open · tying shoe laces · sharing a milkshake with two straws · offering their jacket when it's cold ·kissing in the rain · publicly confessing love · long walks at the beach · doing the titanic pose on a boat · taking cute pictures in a photo booth · sharing a taxi / uber · kissing the back of their hand · slow dancing · getting tickets of their favorite artist / sports team / other · introducing them to their parents · lighting candles · flower petals on bed · love letters · star gazing · brushing / doing their hair · picnics · teaching them to play an instrument / sport while gently guiding their hands · compliments· late night drives · taking selfies together · drawing them · self-made gifts · massages· proposing with a family heirloom ring· lending them their favorite book to read · paying for dinner / coffee · mixtapes / playlists · surprise birthday parties · feeding them · handing them keys to their apartment · making space in drawer for their clothes when they stay over · sharing a blanket · couple costumes · tucking a hair strand behind their ear · running after them at the airport / keeping them from leaving · moving cities to be together · blowing a kiss · breakfast in bed· defending them in a fight (verbally / physically) · joint bubble baths · dropping the L-bomb ("i love you") · dedicating a song at the karaoke bar to them · wearing their clothes · yawning before putting an arm around them while watching a movie · granting them the last bite (from meal)
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what are you seeking? ˎˊ˗
your result; home.
"i wish i could say i am a light that never goes out, but i flicker from time to time." // oh, little one, you have burned for so quietly for so long, haven't you? burnt yourself out trying to give others light? wishing, desperately, that they would notice the way your hands shake or the wildflower bruises under your tired eyes. but they never have, have they? and so, it obviously wasn't bad? right? you had more to give, didn't you? how much could you pour yourself out before they noticed? it is all you've ever known, after all. help, help, help, help. (are you providing it, or begging for it?) but you've given too much, spread yourself too thin, didn't you? you are so heavy, so tired. you have spent your life carrying for others the way you wished someone would care for you. but you're worried, aren't you? that if you can't be what they need, if you can't be the pillar for others to lean on, they'll leave you. what you seek is home, a safe place to rest and be taken care of. and little light, you deserve it. you have earned it. you are worth more than what you can provide for others: you deserve the same care you so freely give out. they will love you all the same, honey. set down the world, and rest that weary heart of yours
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𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙵𝙻𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁 𝙸𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙻?
𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈 — cinnamon.
oh child of spice you are bound to the core of the earth. can you feel the heartbeat of nature pulsing through your veins. you are the mouthful of autumn that scorched through your throat, you are the pepper of life that wakes up the weary. the foolish and shaking will attempt to dilute you with sickening sugar, do not let them. your spark is what keeps us alive my dear.
keep burning, little star. you see the beauty and the light, but oh you have been fed poison and refuse to drop it onto other's tongues. be wild. I know what your heart is chanting. run. run. run. run dear, find your story. do not trade your spirit for safety. you are a child of the earth, forever seeking, forever dancing.
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@bytectrl asked:
" no, i'm fine. you've got a gentle touch… " / for mo
the back alley stink makes her nose wrinkle. kneeling in front of the jacked male, mo’s blue eyes are filled to the brim with starry curiosity. she knows she shouldn’t have taken such a dodgy path, and both quentin and roxx would grill her ass if they ever found out, but passing through this private property was the fastest way to cut through the area.
then, in her defense, this suspicious man might have died if not for her trespassing.
chuckling at his deranged response, she smacks his face another time, maybe one degree harder. “ are you blushing? ” she coos, voice turning impossibly sweet. then, pressing a palm flat against his forehead, she pulls out her phone and calls an uber. “ okay, i think you’re having a fever. can you get up, big guy? because i don’t think i’m strong enough to drag you to the curb. ”
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@bytectrl asked:
" sorry; this might sting a little... " / for daozi
sucking in a sharp breath, daozi winces at the burning touch of alcohol-dipped cotton on her cheek. the several weeks of work she put into building a cool, nonchalant image is tossed out the window, especially with how tight her grip on orion is right now.
“ —that hurt like a motherfucker, ” she mumbles after a moment, eyes watery and shiny, face contorted, halfway between laughing and crying. she hears orion chuckle, too, and without thinking too much, her eyes wander curiously over his face, taking in the arch of his brows, the shape of his eyes and the fine lines crinkling at the ends of his smile.
something shifts in her chest, and she wets her suddenly dry lips. “ it’s going to scar, isn’t it? ” she asks softly, gaze finding his briefly before glancing away.
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