#sweet-talkin-gladiator

[alexis-royce]

Youuuuuu got it @windienine ! Updating an old post since the formatting broke on it:

Like any good OC gremlin, I have playlists for all my favs. The one I’ll put before the cut, though, is Kinesis’ theme song, written by Andrew Huang. He legit wrote it for Evil Plan. It’s both about my OC and it has a slick guitar theme that is just….EVERYTHING. It is the best character theme I have and I adore it.

Here’s a pile (though not even close to all) of character songs under the cut:

Evil Plan

Kinesis: Upside down - Barenaked Ladies, Defeat You- Smash Mouth, half the Dr. Horrible Soundtrack because of course, Evil Genius - Pat Benatar, Bank Job- BNL. A reader also once sent me “Sexy Supervillain” by Fanatical, and I laughed so hard I nearly fell out of my chair.

Alice: Science Vs Romance, Rilo Kiley , Do It - Spice Girls.

William: Vanishing, BNL.

Lemon and Lime - Sunday Morning - Maroon 5

Sire

Anna & Susan - Odds Are - BNL

(Cannot for the life of me find the rest of those playlists. I’m sure there were a ton. Anyway I know a fuckton of weird old musicals, it’s mostly them.)

morphE - Mage: The Awakening Campaign

Campaign Theme: Dark Blue - Jack’s Mannequin

Ammi: Esperandote - Rika Muranaka & Vanesa Quiroz

Sanguine (The First One) - Mister Blue Sky in G Major

Amical: Golden and Green - The Builders and the Butchers, Hurricane - Panic!, Killer Queen - Queen

Billy Thatcher: Every fucking song from Chess, The Musical, by Tim Rice and the boys from Abba

Hendrik Rakove: Hurt So Good - John Mellencamp, Lovefool - Spencer Day’s Cover, Love Me Dead - Ludo, Grace Kelly - BYU A cappella cover, Talk about You - MIKA, It’s All Been Done - BNL, Boomerang - BNL, The Show Must Not Go On - Harvey Danger, Circus- Drew Gasparini and Lindsay Mandez.

Talaiporia- Choke - I DON'T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

Andrew Cross: Camisado- Panic!

Closing Shop - (The weird experimental meta campaign that literally ate itself)

Steam Rising - Murder By Death, Devil’s Calling - Florence and the Machine, Talkin at the Texaco - James McMurtry, Keepin’ It Real - Barenak BLOW BY KESHA BLOW BY KESHA GET MY SONG RIGHT GET IT RIGHT, Sometimes the Line Walks You - Murder By Death

Exit Signs- Slashers/mixed nWoD Campaign

Season One theme: What if I’m Wrong - Damien Rice

Season Two Theme: I Wanna Get Better - Bleachers

Cyril: Disaster - Drew Weston, A Little Irony - Tom Milsom.

Dea ‘Exit’ DeLus: When I Grow Up - Tim Minchin, Break Your Heart - BNL, If I Had a Heart - Fever Ray, Crystalline - Bjork, Still - Ben Folds, Come Into My Head - Kimbra, Dinner at Eight - Rufus Wainwright, What You Know - Two Door Cinema Club, Big Dark Love - Murder By Death, Bitter and Sick - One Two,

DRT: Bitter Rivals - Sleigh Bells, Passcode - BNL.

Swing: Boogie Feet - Kesha.

Deirdre Whitman: Welcome to the Ball - Rufus Wainwright.

NonPlatonic Forms

I’m Gonna Win- Rob Cantor Boomerang - Lucy Schwartz, Hate that you know me so well- Bleachers, Jericho - Rufus Wainwright, Guster - Center of Attention, Toe to Toe - BNL, Give It Back to You - BNL, Limits -BNL (I apologize for nothing I love Silverball), Blood - ANIMA!, Amy aka Spent Gladiator 1 - Mountain Goats, and of COURSE- Dead Inside by Patricia Taxxon!

- Other characters -

Channery Keene

Artificial Heart - JoCo, Erase Me - Ben Folds Five, Desperate Measures - Marianas Trench, Haunted - Maya Kern, Cake - Melanie Martinez, Bulletproof- La Roux, Cassandra - Area 11, Stolen - Greentree, Guster - Simple Machine, Make Me Feel - Janelle Monae, Could I Leave You - (specifically Donna Murphy at the Sondheim’s 80th concert).

Chrome and Prism

Kiss with a Fist - Florence and the Machine, Langhorns - Spybeat, Dancing’s Not a Crime - Panic!, Thanks I Hate It - Simple Creatures, Sweet Talk - Saint Motel, This Is Love - Air Traffic Controller, Nothing Without You- Vienna Teng

Harold Ludicael

Consequence Free - Great Big Sea, Sea of No Cares- Great Big Sea, Don’t Threaten me with a Good Time - Panic!, Dust and Ashes from Great Comet, I Need to Know from Jekyll and Hyde; Boy Decide - Murder by Death, Spring Break 1899 - Murder By Death, My Type - Saint Motel.

[foineswoine]

9 people you wanna get to know better, tagged by @serapheseraphim && @dubioustophat :D

Last song: lemme check uhh Fool for You by Ace of Hearts

Favourite colour: #36e8f7

Last movie/tv show: uhhh I dont rember... I think I watched Gladiator with dad n my sister a few days ago?? I think thats my last watched. eyeh pretty good movie

Sweet/spicy/savory: ough dont make me pick... love tehem all equally <3<3<3 now if there was sour then we'd be talkin

Relationship status: oh golly gee I wonder (dating wonderful boyfriend :D)

Last thing I googled: time in pt

Current obsession: funny streamer guys 👍

Last book: The Handmaid's Tale, reading 4 engilish lit. v good book enjoyed it a lot :D

Looking forward to: uhhh kinda really hyped 4 english lit this year bc its like school mandated autism infodumping. lmao. also just spending more time w/ friends in general

Tagging: hmmm idk if ill get 9 people but @suikaduo darling bf <3, @megamule9ty bestest friend 5 eva, @river759, @wankey1, @persefoni-is-here my buddy pals & chums :D this is optional ofc no pressure etc etc <3

[victorywar]

💭💭 {For both Star Sabers, Victory and IDW c:}

          →   to start a family with his king.

          →   to watch jan grow into a healthy, honourable man.

                                       revealing secret desires  /  @sweet-talkin-gladiator​

[lightschosen]

@sweet-talkin-gladiator

Air hisses as the inside of his vessel equalizes in pressure with the atmosphere of the planet. The Blue Horizon settles on its landing gear with a final hiss and the ramp extends with a quiet whirring sound. The freezing temperatures immediately begin to grip at the settled vessel as its sole occupant steps down.

Azem stares up at the bloody sky, then turns his attention to the sun, distant and lingering on the horizon. A quiet sigh escapes his lips, a burst of vapor that is immediately drawn away by the howling winds. He gazes upwards once again, watching the dome slowly close above him.

He moves away from his ship, venturing down the winding docks amidst the vast space port. Payments for docking and time are paid in full before he finally ventures beyond the port and into the domed city that dominates the landscape. --- Azem looks over the details of his job again, peering at the datapad in distaste. He's a damn merc. A fighter, hell maybe a body guard, but an assassin he is not. Yet, for some damn reason he's here, getting paid top dollar to do an assassin's job.

Assassinations are messy affairs. He prefers open combat, an honorable way to die. Not with a knife to the throat.

A job is a job, true, but it still rankles him.

The datapad is put away and he climbs to his feet, ignoring the stares he receives as he slides his greatsword back into place upon his back. The dull light of the perpetual sunset greets him as he steps outside once again, ready to begin his search.

[ifthearmorfitsarchived]

@sweet-talkin-gladiator​ stated; "How are you doing today, after the.. Incident last night?"

“That depends I suppose on what incident you’re referring to? My helm aches... I’m not sure as to why though...”

[curiosiccusarchived]

@sweet-talkin-gladiator​ is being curious... ~SCIENCE~

“SCIENCE!”

[petalsfatedgoodbyes]

How time flies by... ; @sweet-talkin-gladiator

Censere slowly makes his way forward, his optics peering around to take in the scenery. This was quite different then he had envisioned, but that had a habit of happening sometimes. One action could always alter someone’s path and as his attention turns to focus on Nebulous, he was sure this was what happened or was this bound to happen? 

Time was a finicky thing sometimes.

A soft smile graces the Necrobot’s features as he comes to a stop some distance away, enough to be heard still but enough to put a polite distance between the two of them, “I am humbled you still remember me. I thought I would have been forgotten, not that I would be angry or anything of the sort if you did,” He bows, “Yes, it is I, Censere still. Do I still refer to you as Nebulous or do you go by another name now?”

“As for how I came here, well.. I have my ways of appearing in places where sometimes I shouldn’t be and sometimes, I should. Perhaps, I was meant to be here? We can always find out. Together.” As he rises, a flicker of gold crosses his optics and disappears, almost appearing as if was never there to begin with.

[symphonicdemise]

sweet-talkin-gladiator reblogged your post and added: “Roped {because why the heck not}”

Reaching their dangerously sharp claws out, Nebulous gingerly scrapes them against his neck cables. Their optics shift from his neck upwards towards those fiery red ones of his, with him kneeling they could finally be face to face with the massive mech.  “There are so many things.” Moving their servo up, they play with the deep groves etched into his mask. If they wanted to, they could add their own mark to it, but they refrain from that thought, Nebulous knows better. “Having a big, strong, dangerous mech like you on your knees before me is a delightful change. Normally it would be the other way around.” Chuckling softly, their tendrils curl around at their pedes, “But, I would rather ask if you need help getting out of this, If you want out that is.” “But you might have to do something for me in return.”

Tarn’s optics shift slightly, glancing over those sharp claws as they reach towards his neck. He lifted his chin a little, a shiver rippled down his back strut and he swallowed thickly. Those fiery optics trained back onto Nebulous as their claws traced over his mask.

“Just because I am on my knees, doesn’t make me any less dangerous.” He looked over them for a moment, contemplative. “And what exactly are you extorting my freedom for? What do you want from me?” His optics didn’t give away his current expression. He shifted his weight a little, his shoulders grew a little stiff at the joint but for the most part he was comfortable. Whoever had tied him up in the first place was rather skilled at it.

[teluminferus]

sweet-talkin-gladiator answered your ask

Almost immediately the appendage bristles in his servo. The mecha quickly stands up straight and turns to stare down at the small bot. The underside shows that there is a small, almost invisible seam splitting the tendril in half.

Quickly grabbing his servo, they force him to unhand their tendrils, “Do you understand that it is quite rude to grab a hold of a stranger?”

“If you are interested, pay me first.”

Vos watched as the tendril reacted to his touch, he leaned in to take a closer look at it before it’s owner turned and grabbed his servo. He let out a little yelp and stared up at them with widened optics. Oh. They could feel that.

He took a little step back after unhanding the tendril, tilting his helm a little. Pay? OH! Pay. He pulls off his outer mask and puts it in his subspace for safe keeping as the secondary mask slid back. He glanced up at them with a sly little smile. “Wh̨a̧t'҉s͘ yo̵u͜r ҉p̨ri̴ce?͏” 

[secondofmany-blog1]

((optional interaction for @sweet-talkin-gladiator for the follow! Can just ignore if no interest.))

Second looks up from the indescribable mental agony of economic reports when his tablet dings. A small bright spot in his day: a follow on that social media he made! He wonders if its someone connected to-

Second’s head tilts as he looks at the profile. Antenna twitch upwards. Interesting. He doesn’t think he's ever encountered someone of this species before. Potentially not even a species any Annointed has encountered.

That’s enough to pique the ruler’s curiosity.  How to ask without sounding rude... He decides to not think too hard about it. Be impulsive! Maybe this time it won’t backfire?

He sends:

Hello! I wished to thank you for the follow. I must admit I’ve never encountered anything quite like you. Would you perhaps be willing to have a call or chat to tell me a bit more about your people?

Maybe he can argue its for diplomatic relations rather than larvae-like wonder.

[completeoverhaul]

“You’re not what I was expecting.”

“What were you expecting?” Overlord looked confused and almost not paying attention. He looked almost innocent except for the fact that he had a medical text in his hands and he seemed to be studying the section on internals with a little bit -too- much fascination.

[photobombingcryptid]

❌- Carry this can of beans with you always

He will.

He’s tucking into his chest compartment with utmost care, strapping it nice and tight to prevent damage to the precious beans.

He thanks you for the gift and departs, never to be seen again.

[bytesnbolts]

(( @sweet-talkin-gladiator; for your post here ))

Requiem’s processor wanders as he strolls, though not heading toward the transport hub.

Really, he has stayed on this planet much too long. His leave of duties is nearly ran out. By all accounts, he should be heading back to his catacombs and smelter, to his janitorial work, to the familiar and friendly inhabitants and guardians.

However, the Undertaker is not ready to return to Sparkhaven, not yet at least. He’s enjoying the project he’s found here: Neb’s enjoyable company and general interest in the short-term.

Distantly, the sounds of a chase catches his attention, and his pedes carry him in that direction.    

[primeoflies]

@sweet-talkin-gladiator​ is being lied to;; I spy a handsome horned mech.

“You have a keen observation then for I am indeed handsome and have horns as well,” Liege smiles a pleasant smile, “I spy with my little eye a creature I’ve yet to see before, but you’ve piped my curiosity which is rare.” He eyes the tentacles, a soft hum escaping him, “You sport tendrils, yet I have feeling you don’t transform into an aquatic being... Your scent however begs to differ. Curiouser and curiouser.”

[nervoushabits]

@sweet-talkin-gladiator​ has been rollin’ rollin’ rollin’… "Goodness, you are quite a big bot."

“Yeah I am! That’s only because I’m a heavy-weight Cybertronian.. Nothing special about that really. You on the other hand, I don’t think I’ve seen anything quite like you before... Maruchan.”

[symphonicdemise]

@sweet-talkin-gladiator

There is a gentle ping to Nebulous. :: What has you so distraught my dear? Who do I need to dispose of?::