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@maximummuses | continued
"I was testing your reflexes. You're slipping, Boy Blunder."
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@maximummuses asked: "It's a very bad idea, Gabby." (from Logan)
"It's an idea so bad, it becomes good," she counters, a self satisfied smirk on her lips. "C'mon, live a little!" She cheers, pulling out her phone to show him the ridiculous tiktok trend again. "You have nothing to do. Just stand there, and I'll just walk across the screen doing weird dance moves. Your only role is not to laugh."
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Continued.

Charlie stopped before the flame could touch the paper. Looked at Jason, looked at the cigarette, rolled their eyes, and tucked the stick behind her ear. Figures he'd be straight-edge, not even fake Batman could resist being a narc.
Granted, the flunky was fooled when they met. Until he pulled out the gun, Charlie had observed that Batman didn't like guns.
"That's crazy, dude." She laughed a bit when he stated his intentions. It was novel, she'd admit, but it was a bad idea. "Have you ever been hit by one of those batarangs? It fuckin' hurts." I wouldn't volunteer as a target was her meaning. "I can't call you both Batman. I'll get confused."
"Can't he like... Sue or something? For copyright infringement."
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@maximummuses continued from here
"Because I want, no, I demand for you to tell me more about what happened to you, so I can study the patterns in our timelines."
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@maximummuses cont.
— Perceptor regards her explanation with earnest awe. He's not usually impressed by weapons, but the almost cobbled-together nature of Javelin's rifle intrigues him so. And the intricacies of a rifle is not so easily missed by him.
He glances at his rifle and gives a half-shrug. " Modified from a standard Autobot-issued rifle. Fabricated the extended barrel myself. Scope is derived from the same technology that makes up my own. Reinforced stock to help offset the recoil when using higher caliber rounds. "
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@maximummuses's logan said ❛ the beginnings , still a little hazy. ❜
" hazy how? " it's a strange question to ask, but even though she's no expert on memories (though she's carrying enough to make it feel like she might be on her way to it) it feels like it might have some relevance. everyone experiences things differently. it could be important.
" like heat-wave hazy, where you've got all the colours but everything's blurry and distant? or foggy hazy, where y' just see grey and shadows? or disco-lights at the club hazy, where everything's clear but only for a moment? " okay, so maybe she does have some experience working with memories.
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@maximummuses | cont.
HAND HOVERED near to the bag where money stuffed inside enticed her next move. she needed to get the cash back to her “employer” or suffer the consequences. she NEEDED the cut that he had promised to give. however, cat was also fully aware she didn’t need to go to jail. especially not over a deal that wasn’t even hers. just the errand girl. “wouldn’t you prefer to f o l l o w me, instead? see who i deliver it to. i think it’d be more in your interest t’chop off the head of the beast than a measly finger like me.”
#maximummuses#&&. verse ( nothing gold can stay )#if you had no desire to continue no worries just ignore me :D#&&. queue ( patience makes for better aim )
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from here ("I can take it from here," ask; Oraia to Moon Knight):
Oraia sighed, crossing her arms. "I'm not here to hurt anyone, Moon Knight. There's a thief hiding in these streets who is in possession of a cursed object. That object will kill its owner & the people around it until it's exorcised." She smiled slightly. "Luckily for you, I happen to know a good exorcist. So please, stand aside. Yes, I know that you have some kind of magic. No, I don't want to fight you."
She really didn't. As a goddess, she could sense any supernatural being within a certain radius, not to mention how strong it was, but she wasn't able to tell what exactly that thing was. Oraia hated that, given her shaky relationship with two pantheons' worth of deities.
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Starter for @maximummuses / @ Frank
❝ You smell like shit, bet you look like it too ❞ Is acutely aware that's he's the pot calling the kettle black.
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@maximummuses // cont.
Perhaps it's a little concerning that she's not surprised by someone being at the window. That part, was relatively normal. It was everything else after that, that was far from it.
Olive wouldn't even know where to begin in processing her emotions. Some bits got through here and there. No shortage of what the hell's intermingled with 'IS THAT BLOOD?!' No, no, no, no. Maps, this isn't okay. This isn't a romp in the woods, this isn't sneaking around grounds, this isn't a fan cloud, this is something wildly different.
"I would love if you talked really, really, fast." For once, she won't ask for a slowdown. Olive moved to run into the bathroom, returning with a red first aid kit in somewhat shaking hands. "I am so..." Mad? Scared? Confused? Everything. "I don't know what but I'm sure I'll figure it out when my heart stops running like this. Ohmygod, how did this even happen? When did this," she gestured at the get up, "start?"
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@maximummuses cont.
This is a trap. Or at least, it definitely feels like one. Her fellow students have proven that attempts at niceties are only to pull the rug out later. Still, she closed up her book.
"Cassie."
"What's the hedgehog's dilemma?"
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@maximummuses from x
Two-Face nearly swallowed his cigarette.
"You? Of all the people still clinging to the idea that a Harvey Dent still exists in this wretched brain you've always been the first." he pointed out.
"Now you want to start putting bullets in people? Man, where have you been, and why didn't you start sooner?"
Two-Face didn't really want to die, particularly in the grip of a Batman ready to blow his brains out, but if fate said tonight, then it would be tonight, and he wouldn't argue.
Two-Face was always good about that. Fate was fate. The coin was the coin. Toss it once or twice or eighty times - the coin would always speak.
He turned to the Bat, and put his cigarette out in the palm of his scarred hand.
"Besides, do I look like I'm fucking perpetrating anything right now? Humor me and pretend I'm innocent until proven guilty. For old time's sake if nothing else."
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"He still loves you!" Imogen really just wanted him to be happy, because this felt like the only chance where he could be happy. He was himself again, his soul uncorrupted. "He still misses you, of course he does. Take it from someone who knows, Bi-Han..." She paused and looked down at her fidgeting hands. "I'm... Okay, now. But I would still give anything to have my family back. You're brothers. He loves you, and that love doesn't go away when you're gone."
She sighed, and looked around this dingey little lair he calls home. She can't imagine anyone thriving in this environment. "I want you to be happy, you know. I'm rooting for it. And if this life makes you happy, go with God. But this? Hiding away in Outworld, contract killing all alone? It's sad. I am sad for you if you won't be... You have options, people can start over at any age." Says the NASA prospect turned recluse antique restorer.
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ALIEN (1979) PROMPTS @maximummuses
Slade said "Anybody ever tell you you look dead?"
There's a sneer across Jason's face as he looks at the other man, not quite happy in his current situation. Getting captured was never something one wanted out of an afternoon... less when it was someone like Slade. Being insulted didn't exactly make it better.
"Anybody ever tell you you look like a goddamn pirate?" Jason asked, though the answer to his question was yes. It was something in the eyes-- or the scent, he'd been told. Something looked wrong, something smelled wrong, and why shouldn't it? He was, after all, some kind of revenant. But the eyes were one of those things, too pale, one blue and one an unnatural sort of green. "Yeah, ha ha, I look dead. You gonna make that worse or am I just the worm on the hook?"
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@maximummuses liked for a starter
"Jean wants me to tag along, so I'm tagging along." Cole said, jogging to catch up to Logan."It'll be fun. Male bonding at it's finest."
#maximummuses#thread: grifter#I went with them knowing one another based off the crossover comic but if that doesn't work for you I can change it!
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maximummuses asked: 🩹 // Send 🩹 to patch my muse up after a fight
" you really shouldn't be here, kiddo. " as much as she needed first aid, she didn't like the idea of subjecting such a young kid to the repercussions of vigilante work. she should be at home, doing homework, worrying about silly teenage nonsense - not bandaging up one of the grown-ups running around dressed as a bat.
"... thank you, though. even if you should be in bed at this hour. "
#maximummuses#✩┊ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ɢᴏᴅ ᴅᴀᴍɴ sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ! ( main )#✩┊ ᴀ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏ ᴀʀᴍs ( answers )#( went for maps bc shes precious )
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