#captrobertcross

[thedemonkingganon]

Headcanons

╳   FLAWS.

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | possessive | paranoid | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry | greedy | lazy | judgemental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky

♔   STRENGTHS.

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm

tagged by @quick-draw-mcgraw-rp​

tagging: @unfetteredwill​ @empty-freeshooter​ @gingersmiith​ @pestilentpariah​ @captrobertcross​ @teardownheaven​ and anyone else who sees this on their dash

[before-the-infection]

What REALLY happened at Penn Station.

[05:20:54] Dr. Alex Mercer: BLACKLIGHT! :D

[05:21:24] Captin Robert Cross: DROP IT!

[05:21:28] Dr. Alex Mercer: OKAY!

[05:21:33] Dr. Alex Mercer: *Vial smashes*

[05:21:35] Dr. Alex Mercer: ...Oops.

[iamonlythevirus-blog]

+capt-robert-cross

"Cross." Alex gave a curt nod, staring at the man. At least, he assumed it was Cross. This was weird...

[genotypesandcoffee]

File: Subjects

Karen scooped up a file that had been laid on her desk by a Blackwatch soldier that morning, taking a sip of her coffee as she flipped open the manila cover.

"Good morning, Dr. Parker.  Here are the names for today:

dana-mercerr

capt-robert-cross

mutantsgetbetterwithage

rebornhivemother

handsoffthebadge

before-the-infection

Please send in any information you gather as soon as possible.

- XXXXX"

"As if I don't have a million other things to do," Karen groaned, chucking the list of potential research targets onto her desk once more.  There wasn't enough coffee in the world that could keep her focused and in a decent mood when she had six subjects along with what was already expected of her.

[animus3pointo]

capt-robert-cross, prettysensitiveguy, & youthandinnovation is synchronized to the Cloud

»Searching

»Unknown User Found

»Initiating Lockdown Procedures

»State name

[protohunter]

Following Tyr's unerring sense had led him to a strange human. He was arguing with the Virus, saying that couldn't be the Hunter, but Tyr was insistent it was. And why would he lie? Sighing, Cross approached slowly. "Hey... is it really you?"

The hunched figure jumped, and its head whipped around to lock eyes with the tall, intimidating soldier. The gaze that met his was a cold steel blue, and the man who couldn’t be more than twenty had fear buried in its expression. The male’s chest expanded as he took a breath in preparation to growl, despite no longer being able to make such a sound, but paused when he noticed that he recognized that voice, and the shape was eerily familiar.

The male was sitting on the floor of the factory with nothing but an old blanket covering his wiry frame, the mess of his brown hair almost falling into his face. When he shifted slightly to see if he could recognize the tall human, the light caught a few very distinctive marks - a quartet of long, deep lacerations on his chest that resembled claw marks, and the space between his left shoulder and his neck was a ragged and bloody mess. The ring of puncture wounds resembled a partially-healed bite mark from some gigantic, rabid animal. On impulse, he opened his mouth to reply in Infected tongue, but it resulted in only a few rough coughs and strangled noises - his vocal chords and respiratory system were no longer shaped for such speech.

On the floor next to him, a bird was sitting on a nearby pile of junk, cocking its head at them and letting out a questioning trill. The magpie ruffled its black, white and blue feathers before it squawked once, adjusting its feet so it could see better. Unless there was more than one individual of a nonnative species of magpie loose in the post-apocalyptic hellscape that was Manhattan, it was the same bird that had been in the company of the beast a week prior.

The kid looked at Cross with a mixture of fear and hope. He wasn’t sure what he was hoping for - to not die, maybe? He didn’t quite know what else to hope for… but the trust to be recognized and not killed seemed like a good start.

((Skype died on me >n< GDI, my comp hates me))

[akuserru]

REPOST  .   DON’T  REBLOG  .   post  TEN  characters  you’d  like  to  roleplay  as  ,  have  roleplayed  as  and  might  bring  back  .   (   if  you  can’t  think  of  ten  characters  ,  just  write  down however  many  you  can  .   feel  free  to  go  over  ten  ,  too  .   )

WOULD LIKE TO ROLEPLAY:

I’m in a place right now where I doubt my writing too much and am too leery of all the work it takes to make new blogs, claw my way up, get established, etc.  I can’t even keep this blog breathing some days, why would I make a new one? 

HAVE ROLEPLAYED / MIGHT BRING BACK:

@chaoskeeper My Vincent Valentine. @shigubarru My AU Xigbar. @pestilentpariah My Alex Mercer. @drinkyourgoddamnedtea My long defunct Cid Highwind. @captrobertcross My long defunct Captain Robert Cross [PROTOTYPE]. @countofnowhere My long defunct, generally cracky Alucard.

Most of these are ‘’’permanently retired’’’.  Buuut so was Axel, so make of that what you will.

CURRENTLY WRITING:

This trash fire.  I have been writing him and roleplaying him for like. Twelve years. He’s always been kind of AU.  I love him, but some days it gets hard to keep it going. 

tagged by : @quiescentgale tagging:  Steal it.

[blacknetxold]

ATTENTION BLACKWATCH PERSONNEL!

It's time to update the network!  Please send in your updates, name, rank, and other such pertinent information, via the mail system!

[This is a request for all [PROTOTYPE] roleplayers to send in their usernames and such to be added to a database on BlackNetX, all [PROTOTYPE] rpers, not just those affiliated with Blackwatch.  It is in an effort to get them all together and make a place for us to find each other.  If you want to be included, send an ask or submission to this account or captrobertcross.  Again, this is for all [PROTOTYPE] rpers.  There's no pressure, no one has to join if they don't want to, but it could be a fun thing to do.]

[roleplayingconfessionsfromrpers]

Capt-robert-cross is the best rper I've ever seen. Though her Cross is hard to talk to at first, but once he opens up, he's the best. The mun is amazing, and she really is one of the more quality people I've had the pleasure of knowing.

[iamonlythevirus-blog]

Something Special || Closed RP w/ capt-robert-cross

Alex finished setting up, and stood back to look at his handiwork. He'd fixed up an abandoned rooftop garden (one which he'd probably destroyed in the first place) and located a couple of blankets. He'd spread them out on the ground, where they could see the darkening sky, and the stars. He wanted it to be, above all else, peaceful and relaxing.

He leapt lightly off the roof, slowing his descent with the fire escape. He hit the ground heavily, and left to find Cross.

[scorchedcreed]

You know, it’s been a while since he’s had to run for his life. Nevermind the yelling going on several yards behind him and the heavy footsteps that were in pursuit, no, all he could hear at the moment was the blood pounding in his ears from a heart working fast to get the supply moving. It’s a sort of absent impulse to duck behind one of the next few buildings that he reaches.

Panting and huffing, the phoenix struggles to mute himself and watches as several humans run past. They’re mostly men and screaming things, the majority being profanities, as they dart in the direction they think he’s gone. Once the silence settles in, he heaves out a sigh.

[scientifiicasshole]

“Keep your hands off my things..” Says the looming, glaring doctor.

[athenamercer]

"Huh? What happened here?"

[beccabetterandfaster-blog]

On Base || Closed Rp w/ capt-robert-cross

Rebecca showed the pass she'd been given by Cross as she approached the base. She was stopped momentarily while they eyed her suspiciously, inspecting the pass, but she was eventually let inside. 

Too bad she didn't have a clue where to go now.

[torewindtime]

Cross, thank you for coming to my defense, but you need not trouble yourself. He is not worth your time. I have passed certain information about his behavior on to his Superior. He will get what he deserves. 

[before-the-infection]

"HEY. YOU TWO SHOULD KISS."