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khakerskayavdova-a · 2 years
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𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄  [ … ]   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄,
BOLD what applies - italicise sometimes.   repost,  don’t reblog.
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 personalized 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
fancy footwork / sloppy footwork
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
stolen from: @knowseverythingaboutyou​
tagging: @the-blackest-spider​ @trckstaer​ @ardentsolis​ @thesilverandjetsystem​ @wnterslder​ @agentsterling​ @brokenspy​ @spynerd​
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I should let my bookend take a rest. He’s getting tired
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youngestclaus · 2 years
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@spynerd​ wanted a starter.
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The early months of the year were always the most boring, nobody had much interest in talking about Christmas, which obviously meant finding other things to keep her occupied. Thankfully, the Claus family had plenty of places to visit throughout the year, and she was pretty happy getting to visit California — it was certainly very, very different from the North Pole. “So, it’s just...this hot year round? What about the snow?”
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nctafraid · 2 years
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@spynerd​​ continued from here
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Tim always had trust issues. It started with his father and then spread to the rest of his life, as if it were a poison that was wrapping itself around every aspect of his life and slowly taking it away from him. But he was different, Chuck was different. Always coming up behind him when he needed it, being someone he could count on. So when everything fell to pieces, Tim wasn't really sure how he was supposed to hold himself together after that.
Isabel was gone, she left him, and so he didn't have anyone to talk to about it. All he could do was handle his own thoughts and be alone with them. "You missed your chance to explain." He replied, even though he knew that he should be thankful. Chuck had come to his rescue, and as much as Tim wanted to believe that he had it under control. He knew that he really didn't.
"Trust isn't just given." His voice was harsh, pulling himself up off the ground. "I believe that you're on the same side of this, but I don't know what you want me to say otherwise."
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nowat-shesdaylight · 3 years
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send 💬 for a randomly generated starter /
"Am I under arrest, or not?"    // @spynerd​ | accepting.
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xgoldxnhour · 3 years
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vs. the Girl Next Door
It was weird being back, but it seemed like nothing changed. Same weather, same traffic. But, she changed. At least she’d like to think so.
Four years. Maybe it wasn’t a lot in the grand scheme of things, but hell, she got out of this place after two years of community college and then moving to Portland, pursuing a design and communications degree. Graduated. Worked around a little bit and decided to move back home to help take over the family business while looking for work. That’s what LA was good for, wasn’t it? Even in Burbank.
Balancing her phone between her ear and shoulder, keys in her mouth, carrying a box, Eloise entered the courtyard, slowly as she tried to manage a balancing act, getting to the door.
“Hey, Jesse—no, no, I just parked. Can I call you back? Or I’ll see you...later. Okay...Okay. Love you, bye.” She muffled, mouthful of metal, attempting a quick conversation with her brother when right on cue...the keys fell out of her mouth, clattering onto the ground, phone soon after.
The blonde sighed. “Great.” Attempting some odd contortion, she tried to pick up her things.
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@spynerd
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stcrsaligned · 3 years
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@spynerd gets a loki starter!
Loki prided himself on his current illusion. Some high ranking official for some Midgardian office who was currently enjoying time on a yacht -- not that anyone knew that besides Loki. Truly, the official, or what he did, mattered little to Loki, but it made it easier to roam the important offices of Midgard and beyond with little suspicion -- unless of course he entered a common store, but Loki wouldn't stoop to that anyways.
Unless it meant breaking into a covert base -- SHIELD or otherwise. It was off the books to even this official -- a Colonel Roger Samson, or was it Samson Roger? Either way, it begged the question of what was the U.S. Government hiding beneath an electronics store?
Loki entered the automatic doors, dodging past a woman and her young son, and ducked into an aisle of thin, plastic cases with different pictures of what their stories entailed. He pretended to peruse them for a moment, but his eyes scanned the store looking for any sort of roguish activities. He idled near the televisions along the wall, checking a small room which boasted a couch and a Thor-sized television -- which resulted in an eye roll -- before signalling the only place a hidden entrance might hide: the employee area.
Loki approached a circular desk in the middle, eyeing a brunette gentleman who looked about the same height as Fandral. Clearing his throat, he disguised his voice as best he could to the Colonels.
"Howdy, son." The Southern U.S. accent needed work, but Loki grimaced through the awkward pronunciation of consonants over vowels. "Where might I find the--" He swallowed the grimace with a southern smile "--john?"
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punzelpositivity · 3 years
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for @spynerd - sam is such a talented and creative writer. she's an incredible person, with so much talent, and she writes such a wonderful chuck. the love she has for him is clear in every word she ever writes.
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fortislumen-a · 3 years
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𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻.     —     @spynerd​​
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❝    Are you alright? You look like you have seen a ghost.    ❞
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pcsitivibee · 3 years
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positivity for spynerd & brokenspy : @spynerd and @brokenspy bring two of my favorite characters to life and it’s so refreshing to see two muns who love their muses and their relationship as much as sam and vicky do.
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lovehurried · 3 years
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“Yes. I'm the notorious cat burglar of the Upper West Side.”
@spynerd​ gets a canon line starter
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khakerskayavdova-a · 2 years
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what horror trope are you?
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the monster
it was not your fault– at first, at least. you can not help being the way you are. and even if you could, would you choose to change? they met you with torches raised and screaming mouths, the only choice you had was to flee. but you will not stay away forever. they whisper your name in fear, and you will make sure you hurt them just as much as they hurt you.
stolen from: @whistlewidow tagging: @vjestyca @spynerd @the-blackest-spider @wnterslder @wsstandsfor @xspector​ and you!  
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supager · 3 years
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@spynerd​ asked:
[  guide  ]  sender  helps  receiver  through  a  difficult  video  game
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     he didn’t know why but he hated when he needed help, especially with something he should know how to do. but the level was hard and he went through it SO MANY times only to lose to the stupid slime monsters in the family’s basement.
     so, giving his controller to the man, he watched as he almost effortlessly played as ethan getting through the baker family basement.
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“Would you care to explain to me why you’re leaning against my car?” Tony took in the man leaning against his car, lifting an eyebrow. He didn’t recognize the other man, but that didn’t mean anything. He had to know he was leaning against a federal agent’s car, which made this all the more curious, considering where they were. Very curious indeed. “Just who sent you?”
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viciousgold · 3 years
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vs the golden monkey
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She had been going to this world for some time now, since childhood, though she feigned innocence and ignorance in adulthood. Marisa had a history here, not as Delamare nor Coulter, but van Zee. People were aware of her existence, that she knew, but she didn’t realize he extent of her history catching up to her. 
Legally, her daemon was registered as an emotional support animal. It gave people a reason not to touch him, and it gave him a reason to be with her at all times. People tended to find it creepy the way they moved in perfect synchronization though. Some found it interesting, but most found it unsettling. He was currently on her shoulder, his claws digging into it, a pain but a familiar one they got used to over the years. His tail wrapped around her neck like a fur collar. When they walked in it was the usual greeting; “Hello, Ms. van Zee, it’s lovely to see you again.” Marisa stayed at one of her usual hotels she visited when she went to America. It was near one of the windows she used, the window in a nearby building tucked away in a corner. 
After checking in, she almost immediately began getting ready. She had a penthouse here, always on reserve for her, full of clothing that more resembled what people in high fashion of this world wore, versus her own. She typically arrived in a more, as one would call it in this world, vintage ensemble, and then change into something more modern. The current clothing of her world more resembled the nineteen thirties or forties of this world, but Marisa knew that for whatever reason, this world seemed to be further ahead in the times. It was why she enjoyed it here so much. There was so much she could do here that she couldn’t in her own world. 
Marisa arrived for a few reasons, the first being a party she needed to attend. Not only would the party be fun, but also beneficial in another endeavor. She was briefly meeting someone there and then she would simply relax and enjoy herself. After that it was back to work. She needed parts that could only be obtained in this world, chemicals as well, and she wanted to run a few tests while she was here too. For now though, she would mingle. 
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The golden monkey walked at her ankles now as she entered said party, Marisa smiling and taking in her surroundings. She accepted a glass of wine offered to her by a waiter and made her way into the ballroom.
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headmenagerie · 3 years
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@spynerd​ liked for a starter:
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“Look, uh, this is government business,” When Jenny said it, she sounded so much more impressive. “Just stay over there and leave this to the professionals, alright?”
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