𝐗-𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐫.

a dog laying on a bed with blue sheets ALT: a dog laying on a bed with blue sheets

𝕏: Y'all have a good night! I'm spent-😴

"話はもう十分です、燃えてみましょう..!"
(Enough Talk, Let's Burn..!)

[パンクの武士道、浪人の末裔]
(A Punk's Bushido, A Ronin Descendant)

- Street Samurai.
- Fantasy OC.
- Descriptive
- No Lewd/Smut
- Please RT

#Døgma

𝕏: Thank you! I will do my best- 🫡

"Eh. I like to think that I did something karmic."

He shrugged, taking out a Slim Jim and taking bites out of it.

"Okay, some fallen angel dude came into my office and dropped a million dollars into my lap to find his missing wife...

...Are there any wise investments I can make right now?"

𝕏: I got me a salt shaker, my clothes are inside out, and I got my rosary!

I am well protected from any brujas coming for my blood~

"And there's a kaiju now..."

He begins to skim through his tablet for the best ways to deal with such creatures.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
私は大獣の肉、千の死の叫び、破壊の女王、忌まわしい存在。ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤ #GodzillaRP x #KaijuRP

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 🖤 + ↺ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

𝕏: ¡No ma! My blood might be too spicy for her~

"...Yeah, that tracks.", he said with a small grin, hand at his side. "You a gumshoe as well, then?"

𝕏: Krypto be looking a little different outside the spotlight-

Nah, for real, cute dog! He looks like a little old man. 🥺

"I stole it from the liquor cabinet from some grab-ass executive."

He smiled back at her.

"It hasn't been opened yet."

"...Is that a fuckin' scientist?"

X-Kaliber cocks back the hammer on his revolver.

"Yeah. It's a place I'd like to come to when I need to chill~"

He goes to leave, smiling.

"I'll be right back!"

trying to find a way to save Ross's skin- er, hide if shit went south. A professional courtesy.

"Right... One more question: do you have any underworld contacts that can provide a guy with some firepower?"

"Thanks, boss.", he said with a cheeky grin. "That takes a load off my shoulders, honestly."

The merc was carefully considering his next moves carefully; an all-out assault was out of the question, he thought. But if Ross could divert some attention away from him...

...Of course, he was also
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He brings her to a small street-side stall with a patio space.

He goes to offer her a seat at a table.

He gestures to her to follow along, grinning.

𝕏: Guys, I think I just heard a witch... la bruja. o.o

* Happiness has to be fought for.

[ ❤️ + 🔄 ]

#TEMPORARYPIN
#MVRP / #MULTIVERSERP
#SFWRP / #NSFWRP (for blood and death and stuff I'm not posting lewd on the TL)
#OCRP / #OC

𝕏: Take it easy on yourself!

The merc begins to take an audit of all the weapons he had squirreled away in his office. Of note, he found:

-A pristine Stayer-Voigt Infinity handgun
-A Remington 870 with a broken barrel
-A few flashbangs
-One very dirty M60 machine gun
-A Soviet-era ballistic knife
-Half of a MP5

"Damn it."

"...Do watch yourself if you're researching him, though. I've had few run-ins with 'da goons' appearing near or around places I used to frequent."

"I see. If you get a hit, more than likely you'll catch some of the guys on his board. Heard he got some pieces of work over there."

Taking the photograph back, Cal slid it into his coat pocket. The mercenary let out a small sigh of defeat but kept his spirits up.
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Cal's card read: 'Neon Knight Investigations and Security. We light the way for you.' It had his cover name, phone number, and address.

"Ah, cool beans. Thank you!"

A hair salon...? Had to be a cover.

"Well, if I ever want to get rid of the curtains, you'll be the first guy I call."

"You wanna talk about it over a beer?"

"My private eye sense is tingling... There another one here?"

"Just a heads-up: the stuff dries fast so be quick about it."

He chuckles before digging through his coat again, this time drawing out a card to offer him.

"Hey, if you ever have any questions, my number's here."

"Oh, yeah! I meet a lot of interesting people too."

❝ the world is bad enough as it is ❞

#OCRP #MVRP #HORRORRP

❝ we don't need to add more bad to it ❞