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mercysought · 4 months
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❝ being that far away, you see things differently. ❞ [ have an enigmatic deckhead val ^_^ i missed u lots xoxo ]
black sails season 2 prompts (accepting)
   “Physically or like metaphorically?" with Val y'just never knew. Also, from the obvious: yeah when you moved away things looked different but that was statin' the obvious and Val wasn't the type to waste words like that.
Val wasn't like Vivian who loved to run her mouth and that was why their whole trio gig worked so well. It was all about balance, y'know?! And Viv was there to make sure that Val and Vince had someone properly tippin' the scales. V's thumb meetis her indicator and rubs them quickly "Y'know my two brain cells are always furiously at work but I wasn't payin' full attention, sorry."
But being philosophical and shit wasn't her strong suit. Not that she was stupid or dumb, but her interest wasn't turned in that direction. That was why Fred was better at their family business than her, and also why Fred had been better with the eddies part of the work when he was with the Valentinos. It just wasn't her gig! All of them had their strengths and weaknesses, right? That's what made this work so well.
Viv knew the best way to cut someone up when they'd drop without resistance, but if Val was ever to try to describe her how to drop someone from the Net Viv would just be lookin' like nothing was happening behind her eyes. Something about teachin' old dogs new tricks.
   “Sometimes y'just need a new perspective to move forward. Kinda hard to see through the smog." V. glances to Val, holding her bright pink hand tightly, bumping her hip against hers "Did someone from Militech reach out, someone givin' you grief?"
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adateur · 9 months
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no matter how long he may be gone, it is an unspoken rule that moreau must seek out his PINK CATASTROPHE of night city before doing anything else. there's plenty of other tasks he should be handling upon returning such as paperwork and meetings to attend at arasaka tower, but detours are made because this time is different. new rumors has sent the man into a quiet panic, tensions rising more when it takes several days to track her down. even so, a secluded balcony eventually awaits REUNION and dimitri find himself standing beside her familiar form in silence, words failing him in the moment. "i thought you were dead." a whispered murmur, barely rising over cars honking down on the streets below.
@valheri | starter.
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prvtocol · 1 year
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♤ -  look-at-me-i’m-hella-attractive outfit 😏
Outfit Headcanons (accepting)
Brianne is a philanthropist and occasionally attends black-tie fundraising galas. For these events, she will splurge on the gown, don a piece or two of expensive jewelry, and have her hair and makeup done professionally. Her ensembles are always classy, but when including an open back or exposed shoulders and neckline, she’s feeling a little risqué for someone usually so covered up. Looking at herself in the mirror, she might remark in her usual reserved tone, “Oh. I don’t look half-bad."
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cyberpawn-arc · 1 year
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❝ gotta fix everything myself. ❞
Resident Evil: 4 Remake Starters
Why the hell did they take this job? Yeah, sure, they were behind on rent and needed as much money as fast as they could to pay off the costs of rising rent rates, but holy shit! Vale was shit at stealth! Vale was not accustomed to this sort of work! They liked brawls, fights were there was kicking and screaming and even biting! Vale needed the hustle and bustle of a car chase, not the stress and tension of hiding in the rafters of a museum warehouse to steal some priceless art n' shit! Why were they after a portrait of some random fancy headless French dude named Louis? That shit was weird!
Granted, this lack of knowledge of the warehouse's layout and the amount of guards going on ended with one of Vale's flashbang grenades tumbling out of their pocket and landing atop some crates. Luckily, it had not set off, but the sudden sound of metal clattering onto wood and then to the floor set the whole facility onto high fuckin' alert.
When they heard V's voice over their comms, they flinched at the idea of her taking the job into her hands. Hiding up still in the metal rafters, Vale's voice shoved out in a hurried, hushed, hissed whisper.
"No! No! I-I got this, please! You gotta trust me here! You don't need to fix this! I can drop down and take out the guards I need to and we can still get the goods. You don't have to do it all yourself. I got your back. I won't fuck this up."
Won't fuck this up even more, they mean.
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dregdens · 1 year
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❝ this is why you don’t bring back fallen warriors.  sooner or later, they’re going to see everything they fought for’s turned to shit. ❞
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@valheri​  /  one-liner starter call.
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vishapsking · 1 year
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☀ ☢ ♦
salty af munday meme. @valheri / accepting !
☀ What's your rp pet peeve?
an unwillingness to plot/help your partner move the story forward. zero compromise and it feels like pulling teeth when you talk to them. at that point, i'd prefer the folks who are just 'okay, sure that works! :)' to everything you say and don't contribute, because at least you could get somewhere with them.
☢ What fads/trends are you so over?
maybe it's because i've become old and unwilling to change my ways, but i'm over the super #aesthetics trend. i've been over it since 2018 tbh. but i was also over overt purple prose since 2016 as well so...
♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?
my attempt to plot with someone who put me through that scenario mentioned in the first question. it ended with me not replying again and blocking them because i was entirely done with the situation.
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mindsmade · 1 year
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✨🧡🌙SEND THIS TO TEN OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING ✨ ps: you are absolutely a joy to write with. from your ability to weave storylines & be PROACTIVE during the planning & execution of it is a quality that i truly admire -- not to mention such varied range of characters you play -- they are all written differently & so well! all in all, i am glad to have met you! 😄😄😄
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— ok i had to get that out of my system. i am normal now jfisdjf. no but fr, thank you so much for saying that — it means a lottt, especially from someone i admire quite as much as i do you 😭 ( @valheri )
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ritalnrats · 1 year
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        IT DOESN’T TAKE LONG to spot the other out from the crowd,   as they lean forward from their rather laxed position in one of the clubs various booths he’s sure to raise their hand in order to wave them down.   preparing himself for the hopefully brief meeting he leans over to one of the waitress’s to request another bottle to keep them company,   whether or not they drank it would be entirely dependent on if everything went well or not.   ‘   V  RIGHT?   ‘m sure I got the right person but i’d be entirely too awkward to shoo you away if you weren’t.   ’
@valheri​ liked for a small starter  /  ft.  valheri  ‘ v ’  rosario-cruz
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vihrago-a · 1 year
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@valheri liked for a one- liner!
❛ you dont strike me as the irrational or emotional type, so what was that? ❜
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mercysought · 1 year
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i’m all yours. ask me anything. [ takemura @ v! ]
@valheri / @neophoria . tamino or a house among the trees . accepting
   "All mine?" her brows arch and she exhales the smoke from her cigarette, putting the butt off on the edge of the bare concrete wall that they had taken for a nest. She grins "Should be careful with the things y'say, Goro." she hums, a purr against the soft and distant city noise. She was sure that Goro didn't see it that way, but this was as peaceful. A few couple of candles and it'd almost be romantic.
Seating back down on the bags of sand, she leans against the same wall that she had used while smoking, overlooking the city. Now she looked directly at him winking "My heart's a fragile thing."
What am I to you? D'you also get these feelings like... just sounds so dumb, but like soft wind chimes in a warm summer afternoon when we sit together at Tom's? Because it drives me fucking crazy that this is the situation that I find myself in, does it piss you off too? There are days where I curse His name and yours because things would be simple if I had dragged myself out of that dumpster.
Vivian remains as she was. Still seated with her elbows propped against the solid concrete safety rail. Her tone had been made in jest, the same harmless flirtin' as always. She wished things were simple and honestly if she had any wisdom she'd leave most of the work with Takemura to Val or Vince - true that most of the jobs that Takemura needed their direct involvement with were more her area but man it would make her life so much simpler.
And she liked simple. She liked simple and ends that were easily cut off if needed in her work. And he was a fucking problem. A broad shoulder, that typ'of voice problem.
And she'd be lyin' if she said that she didn't take every opportunity she could. Because she was a dumbass, a swiftly dying one but one that was still very much a glutton for punishment. But she wasn't fuckin' blind, if she was in this shit situation he was right there with her.
   "If you had to pick a type of food to eat, one that would be realistic" she gives him a look "in this city. What'd you pick?"
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prvtocol · 11 months
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💭 - about her childhood upbringing / family dynamics [ was her family the type to do holidays? ], did bri attend etiquette school?
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𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼 — send 💭 + a topic to receive a headcanon about said topic. ( accepting !! )
Nannies, an all-girls private school, and 24-hour security ensuring her safety against kidnapping or maiming by rival corps. The typical life of an elite corpo kid.
Born in London with a silver spoon in her mouth, Brianne Corinne Landry is the only child of Henry Landry, COO of Arasaka Bank EU, and Corinne Guyot, a wealthy French socialite and freelance interior designer. The couple was a mismatch of sorts. Sure, both came from wealthy backgrounds: the Landrys made their millions in international financial investing. Their London and Hong Kong-based firm survived the economic crashes by going exclusive with Arasaka in the 1980s and leaving HK before the plague. The Guyots built their empire in French real state. While Henry continued his father’s dedication to Arasaka, filing into corpo life, Corinne was more than content to enjoy the freedoms of wealth. They met while Henry was in Paris.
A father who unforgivingly worked long hours and a mother who was not fond of a life domestically caged in (and in London) made for an unhappy marriage. Corinne and Henry were divorced and Corinne moved back to Cannes, France. Brianne spent time between the two locations (London and Cannes) though was primarily raised by her grandmother in London. 
Growing up, any “quality” time spent with daddy dearest was on his day off or for an early nighttime tuck-in. He instead provided her with everything she needed to succeed (preferably in his footsteps at Arasaka). Besides her grandmother, nannies did their fair share of raising her, as did tutors and school. 
While the spitting image of her mother, Brianne is her father’s daughter in disposition. However, she is most akin to her grandmother in terms of her compassion and empathy. Paternal pressure aside (he was always the stricter parent), she felt compelled to make her father proud in her studies. There’s also an uncle, aunt, and cousin on her father’s side and a half-sister and stepmother who were all influences. Her grandmother always made sure Landry holidays were special (with all the trimmings one should expect). Her stepmother was also the same. On her mother’s side, the wealthy Guyots would celebrate together in grand style with a yearly retreat to the family-owned vineyard in Burgandy, France.
An idyllic childhood? Yes, when the basic necessities are hard to come by for the majority of the population. Reflective how the corpo elite is able to maintain their positions on top by having access to resources and education. Was it restrictive? Very. Set within the parameters of class, heavily guarded estates and school campuses, and expectations to succeed by whatever means necessary. That is, to use all your luxe resources to their advantage.
As far as etiquette school, her all-girls schools covered it. The best posture money could buy.
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cyberpawn-arc · 1 year
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miss v does not customarily entertain physical aesthetic scales, therefore will skip to the contrarian part; "but" they are far too emotionally volatile.
Send  [ THEY’RE A 10 BUT … ]  and finish it in my muse’s inbox.
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"Emotionally volatile?! Pff!! Ha! The word you're lookin' for is expressive! I got a lot emotions, I'm just passionate about a lot of things!"
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vishapsking · 1 year
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¥ hi frend
judgement of stone. @valheri / accepting !
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Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Would they date them: yes ( friend dates where they show up looking fancy af and rock the place ) | no
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Favorite thing about them:  "V has an impeccable worth ethic. I like that she keeps professional and personal relationships separate. A font of knowledge of all kind, I find that she is a wonderful conversational partner."
Least favorite thing about them: "The strange shirts that she 'gifts' me. They're...not my style. Although, I'm pretty sure she does this on purpose. I think I will wear that anime face shirt to the next club she invites me to."
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espritdecorpo · 1 year
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@valheri​ | spotify wrapped   Jean Dawson - THREE HEADS*
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━ tracking runners was a bit like predicting the weather; there was an established science, a set of rules, and a limited range of observable outcomes. you could make projections using visualization models which were forged by a crucible of academic criticism, given the rubber stamp by institutions like MIT and berkley. you could theorize using rossmo’s formula and dark figure estimations to close in on them, and estimate the extent of the damage they’ve done on the net between sightings. it was all scientific, verifiable. but, as with the weather, there were somedays, some subjects, that required a bit of luck to many any meaningful progress. 
whether it was the hours of data-crunching in a netwatch office, or dumb luck, mira had found a trace of one particular runner. a certain one of those merc runners, who sold off their skills to the highest bidder. a dime a dozen in a city like NC where those who could hack an old warehouse backdoor, or shut off a few security cams. but - there were a certain breed of runner a cut above that - those who’s activities justified netwatch’s very existence ( and hefty budget ). 
knowing of these runners wasn’t hard. a fixer will leak their name, a solo reminiscing about them over drinks at the afterlife. but to know them - let a lone getting in contact with them - was impossible for the wrong people. of which mira was - the wrong people - in the eyes of those who operated outside the law. 
fortunately if one watches the right areas, at the right times ( or - again - gets simply lucky ) and monitors the right signals, the right niches of the net, they can catch a glimpse of these ghosts. what appears as an artifact or blip in the system to most is a red-flag to the more seasoned agents of netwatch. 
‘ care, one step over and you become a felon - old NUSA frequency running underneath. ’ her voice rang over the net frequency with surprising clarity, perhaps peculiar for such a secluded portion of the net. an odd warning perhaps; but one of common interests. NUSA absorbed numerous older portions of federally owned net when it ‘rebranded’ - most of it unmaintained but legal landmines nontheless. NUSA was a pain in the ass to extradite net-criminals from and mira wasn’t really up to fighting a legal battle with the LEDivs - should they catch the attention of this little operation. maybe the runner knew that already though, it wasn’t exactly the fed’s most well kept secret. 
━ ‘ course’ maybe you knew that already, and if you did then - well i’m sure you know this isn’t exactly a place you should be, legally speaking. so maybe, we chat. we swap info. and we both avoid the feds.’ perhaps to a more green agent this would be seen as a breach of protocol, a mockey of the law. but, most green agents probably would’ve jumped the gun - not realized the self-ICE, and gotten their synapses fried. there was never any shame in realizing you were outmatched in a battle of raw power, such was the perfect situation for wit and cunning to gain back equal footing. 
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afraidofchange · 1 year
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ahhh! a lil birdie told me it was your b-day! c: happy birthdaaaaaaay!
@valheri thank you sm !!! <3 
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mercysought · 1 year
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just a reminder that i adore you & all of your lovely characters 🥺😘
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AURORA you and your characters are such a joy to interact with this has made my morning so much nicer 🥺💓 thank you and right back at you 🥺🥺🥺
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