Entry tags:
- marvel (616): loki laufeyson,
- ✖ chb chronicles: nico di angelo,
- ✖ dceu: clark kent,
- ✖ ensemble stars!: eichi tenshouin,
- ✖ ffxv: gladiolus amicitia,
- ✖ john wick: john wick,
- ✖ kingdom hearts: terra,
- ✖ marvel (ultimates): tony stark,
- ✖ naruto: sasuke uchiha,
- ✖ naruto: suigetsu houzuki,
- ✖ nier (automata): 2b,
- ✖ original: jamie dodger,
- ✖ original: líadan ní donnabháin,
- ✖ original: william holt,
- ✖ overwatch: jesse mccree,
- ✖ overwatch: reaper,
- ✖ star wars: kylo ren,
- ✖ tokyo ghoul: ken kaneki,
- ✖ vikings: ivar ragnarsson,
- ✖ voltron: allura
video; username; GraveMistake
[Hello Riverview, you're going to be greeted by the friendliest face you'll ever see on the network this morning. A pale, stylized skull mask and a voice that belongs to some edgy supervillian from some futuristic videogame or something. Dressed in all black and yes--he does seem to be leaking black smoke when he speaks. It's normal, probably.]
Far from home, in a place you don't recognise. Seems like a dream, or at least some sort of really bad joke, doesn't it.
[His tone is calm, dry--almost sarcastic in nature.]
It's not. And you're going to have to get used to it. It's nice here too, isn't it? What with all the flowers and the festivities. [Yeah, definitely sarcastic.] Hoping that's enough to keep those of you who might get bored on your toes.
There's shit normal people don't need to see outside the walls of this Quarantine. So do me a favour, and don't be stupid in going to investigate what lies out there on your own because you seek adventure.
Because if you seek that alone, you also seek Death.
Name's Reaper. Not interested in making friends, but for those of you who are capable, I'm interested in looking for people. People who are capable of working in groups to pull some of the harder jobs that involve getting your hands and weapons dirty--and people who are capable of following orders.
Not a stranger of pulling idiots out of a fire, but I'm not a goddamn babysitter, either.
[Friendly, isn't he.]
Far from home, in a place you don't recognise. Seems like a dream, or at least some sort of really bad joke, doesn't it.
[His tone is calm, dry--almost sarcastic in nature.]
It's not. And you're going to have to get used to it. It's nice here too, isn't it? What with all the flowers and the festivities. [Yeah, definitely sarcastic.] Hoping that's enough to keep those of you who might get bored on your toes.
There's shit normal people don't need to see outside the walls of this Quarantine. So do me a favour, and don't be stupid in going to investigate what lies out there on your own because you seek adventure.
Because if you seek that alone, you also seek Death.
Name's Reaper. Not interested in making friends, but for those of you who are capable, I'm interested in looking for people. People who are capable of working in groups to pull some of the harder jobs that involve getting your hands and weapons dirty--and people who are capable of following orders.
Not a stranger of pulling idiots out of a fire, but I'm not a goddamn babysitter, either.
[Friendly, isn't he.]
no subject
[ He's not supernatural. Clark decides not to add which planet he's from. "Alien" seems good enough for this guy.
He won't go into not being used to this either. ]
When you're going, shout for me. I'll hear you.
no subject
It's certainly good enough, even if he seems to consider Kal-el from under that carbon fiber mask.]
Makes me wonder exactly how good your hearing is for something like that.
no subject
[ Clark smiles showing he's teasing.
Truthfully, he's never thought about it beyond "I hear everything". ]