@effervenscence
floyd . why am i hearing about a sergeant stealin ' cans of peaches ?
@humidays you see , i was hoping to ask that sergeant if he was willin ' to share them in my tent . because i also heard he stole them from an / army / officer .
/ here’s what i don’t want to see in this community : mary sues / gary sues . guys , please stop that . number one , who gives you the right to act like a bitch to other characters ? number two , you don’t own this community you didn’t establish it , and you most definitely didn’t create it . and number three . when making a character , don’t copy off of a fictional character from a damn movie . make your own . thanks (:
the shipments are here – did you need anything ?
/ floyd : exists
everyone : fuck you
/ ,, this isn’t dc based but if y’all joined the war fandom that would be absolutely wonderful bc the people who said they’d join d i e d . so please , i will post this everywhere , please take it into consideration . i know history is probably boring to y’all but it’s rlly fun on here & you might learn something ig (,: this is me begging
/ cb 4 a one - liner while my dumbass makes my eleventh account ✨
/ join us ~
Wait ... what —
/ will get to things soon , a wee bit stressed . but pls interact or cb for something please
*; hope this is to your liking ! Sorry for being a tad bit late.
When the tesseract landed — OH so conveniently into his lap Loki hadn’t intended to end up here. Flat against the dirt surrounded by — what was that ? It was hard to see where the noises around him were coming from from this VERY limited angle. Now don’t get me wrong, he did know what he was doing, at least he did by using the tesseract and entering another — again, where the hell was he ?! With a grunt and a shimmy the ravenette willed himself to turn over like a trapped rat, at least now he could get a better view of what was going on but the fact of the matter was. He was stranded God(s) knows where. His hands were still shackled and his mouth was still muzzled like an ANIMAL. He hadn’t had the time to be proud of his escape before he heard the crunch of boots. Many boots. Walking past his partially hidden web of bushes. Towards a camp ? It was dark and his vision waned. How conveniently unlucky. Story of his life. While he was distracted with these very annoyed observations and complaints Loki failed to notice that his spot wasn’t as hidden as he first thought. Realizing this much to late until the very last hair on the back of his neck stood up straight at attention. “Damn,” he thought, dropping the illuminating cube so that his hands could at least fake surrender while he tried to find his footing and his would-be assailant.