#vengeful lunacy (blackout)
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death to stinky
"And a hearty 'fuck you' as well, worm."
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(( Continued from Here ( X ) ))
Blackout sighed, watching the feed. Ah yes. the hole the cryptid made to bodyslam him....he’d forgotten about that. Well, the next room was safe, presumably. It was high time to retrieve his arm.
He unlocked the one door into the room only long enough for him to come back inside. Most of the mavericks that had been in the room had followed the cryptid through the hole they flew out of, although there were some stragglers now sizing him up. He ignored them, watching the feed on his holoscreen as he made his way over to his severed arm. This was going to be a bitch to fix....
As he was subspacing the broken ligament and switching his arm out for his spare--identical completely to his right arm--something on the holoscreen caught his eye. The cryptid was.....changing colors. Blackout had to stop everything he was doing to watch as electricity leapt off of it’s form, and it took on a color scheme that looked like a poor recolored version of an old robot master he’d studied. It took a lot to surprise this maverick...but seeing the cryptid pull THAT out of nowhere? AND manage to break out of high security level barricades? He was damn near speechless.
“....Well. That is....new. I’ve never recorded that ability from them before....” Blackout finished installing his spare arm, testing it with a quick swipe at a maverick who had gotten too close. Its head tumbled to the ground as he flexed and stretched his new hand. The rest of the lifeless body soon followed suit. Blackout sighed once again.
“Rusty...but it will do to get out of here.” He opened communications again with a hand to his ear.
“Jörmungandr? I really hope you got all that. Clearly the target has learned some new tricks since I last encountered it...no matter. I shall review the footage when I return, and we can organize a new plan afterwards. And set up some repairs for when we return, would you? I’ve had to install my spare arm seeing as the claw was...disconnected.”
Upon closing communications and taking a step to leave, he noticed something was....off. All the maverick in the room had just, stopped moving. There was a silence that weighed heavy in the closed space. Suddenly, his nanites started firing off warnings of a powerful foe closing in, and fast. This was certainly an inconvenience...
(( @irregularhunterx ))
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Kang crossed paths from Blackout just....for a moment. Keeping his mouth shut and pretending to ignore them.
It was only a moment for Kang. But for Blackout, he had been watching the human from a distance for a few hours now. Just checking in on one of his favorite human pets, to see how he was reintegrating into his old routine. The maverick had made a habit of doing this every few weeks or so, to make sure the human didn't go running his mouth too much...or get too comfortable.
That was why he deliberately strolled past Kang on the pavement in a human guise. He made sure to make brief eye contact with the black haired man, a telling smile on his lips all the while. It left Kang with a message;
We are still watching you. And we can take you again whenever we please.
#POOR KANG#SWEETIE I HOPE YOURE DOING OKAY!!!#**punching the dirt**#answered ask#kang#i forgot his tag too kdsjbcj naauuurrrr#vengeful lunacy (blackout)
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Whoa hey! What's with that gentle and lingering caress!?
"What? Are you jealous?...~
What I do with my partners is, frankly, none of your business. If she didn't want it, Odyssey is more than capable enough of a reploid to use her big girl words and tell me as such."
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Blackout - skin: How comfortable is your OC in their skin? Do they grapple with anything that lives inside them—a beast, a curse, a failure, a monster? How do they face the smallest, weakest, most horrible version of themself? Are they able to acknowledge it at all?
oc asks: not-so-nice edition | Accepting
You would think that a maverick with hundreds of nanites crawling around in and eating at his body would feel uncomfortable in their synthetic skin--and that would have been true if you had met him when he first escaped his tormentors. By now he's grown used to the sensation of them crawling around inside of him, and the hum of energy they give off that is too quiet for the human ear to pick up. Like someone living with a ringing in their ears, or the human brain's ability to make you forget about the sensation of your organs moving around inside you nonstop, Blackout has come to live with the nanites without much disturbance in his daily life.
That being said, he's not without his own demons. He looks back on his "past life" as he calls it as the smallest, weakest version of himself. A hunter who obeyed orders out of fear, and sought the approval of his master for the sake of his own survival. When Blackout returned as a fully infected Maverick, he did everything he could to erase that part of him and leave it in the past. But even for reploids, the wounds of trauma are hard beasts to vanquish--and he still has moments of deep self loathing and weakness. He despises those parts of himself, and ignores them until his recharge-cycle nightmares plague him so much that he can't anymore. It's less of a desire to shed his skin, and more-so to kill the reploid he used to be.
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We all know why you shouldn't date Bo, but what's a reason to date him? 💖
(( i can't believe you're making me do this ))
Reason TO date;
You know how heroes will die for you, or sacrifice one person for the greater good? Well, Blackout would much rather live for, and burn the whole world for his partner(s). His loyalty and devotion, once earned, is unmatched--and more importantly, unstoppable.
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[Cont. from here: X]
@galaxofmuses
“Oh, dear. Did I startle you? I do apologize.” Blackout knelt down in front of the glass between him and the human captive. His voice dripped with insincerity, and he wore an expression of feigned concern.
“My stars, Lumine has done a number on you hasn’t he? At least you still have a few good fingers left, hm?”
He smiled, amused by his own dig at the human. Blackout laid his hand over his chest as he made his introduction.
“I don’t believe we’ve met face to face until now. My name is Blackout. I’m sure you’ve heard of me.”
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Relationship asks: Ghost/Ody (future obvs), BO/Ody
(( im only answering for Ghost here this once since you put them in the same ask. Any further questions on Ghost, PLEASE send to @masters-menagerie ! ))
"Odyssey? She's cool. She's got attitude and does what needs to be done. I respect that. Wouldn't really say we have a relationship beyond acquaintances and occasional partners, though."
"Odyssey...She is clearly hiding many things. But she's capable, and her skillset is valuable. She is useful to me, for now."
#answered ask#vengeful lunacy (blackout)#ghost of the past (mmx blues)#more than a medic (mmx triage)
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@bionicparrot
It was a fairly productive day for trade in the Data Uderground. Blackout had the information as always, and it got him much needed supplies that he and his allies needed at the base. Parts, E-Tanks, Zenny, the occasional gossip and news that was traveling among Mavericks here and there, although mostly in passing. Reploids rarely had information that Blackout didn't already know of, unless they had recently worked somewhere that he hadn't bugged yet. But after being at this for so long, he'd earned himself a fair amount of regular mutuals that he could trade with, so he rarely hurt for supplies. And newcomers quickly learned not to try and swindle him or trade poor quality goods.
He'd procured a fairly good amount of supplies by now, and was content to "people watch" the crowds as he listened for any new, useful information. Blackout absently tapped a taloned finger against the armor of his claw arm, eyes scanning any face that came into his view with keen awareness.
A glint of light and flutter of an all too familiar shade of blue caught his eye. It instantly drew his attention--and when he realized what he was looking at, his tapping stopped abruptly. Somebody was wearing a scarf strikingly similar to the one Shadow Man wore. That alone wouldn't be so suspicious, but that wasn't all. On her hip was a sword--no, HIS sword. A relic of the old world, a katana made just for him. Blackout had committed the details of the weapon to memory, and he knew for certain that he couldn't be mistaken. The questions came rushing in--who was this woman? Who built her? And why was she walking around with HIS scarf, and HIS sword...?
A wicked plan for blackmail was already being woven in his processor. Ever cautious, though, Blackout would need to verify what his memory was sure of. It never hurt to double, even triple check your information after all. Stepping away from his vouyer perch, he followed the mystery woman until he caught up with her.
"Forgive my sudden saying so, stranger, but...I believe you have some things that do not belong to you. I'm curious where, or who, you got them from...?"
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@goodoldstrength
It wasn't until he had led them both to a secluded location deep within the Information Highway underneath the city, that Blackout ordered his nanites to stop shielding them. The shimmer disappeared from around Gate as the nanobots returned to their host, and dissolving their temporary invisibility. Blackout ran internal scans, checking for any damage or loss of the hive--acting as though the Maverick he had just helped escape from capture weren't even there. The only acknowledgement he had shown Gate at all was back at the labs, when he first grabbed his attention as Gate ran from Hunters;
'Follow me if you don't want to be arrested'.
That was it. Blackout hadn't so much as looked in Gate's direction since.
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Aria- Prussian, Midnight
Blackout- Azure, Lapis
Riot- Powder Blue, Cerulean
ARIA
Prussian: Confess a kink to me?
"Goodness, this is so embarrassing to admit--but I like, deep voices. They're really nice to, um, listen to..."
Midnight: Are you into role-play?
"I wouldn't be opposed to trying it, I suppose? But I don't seek it out."
BLACKOUT
Azure: What’s your biggest turn-on?
"My partner begging."
Lapis: What’s your best fantasy?
"That's my little secret. You needn't worry your pretty little head over it."
RIOT
Powder Blue: Vanilla sex or spiced up?
"Why not both? There's a time and place for each."
Cerulean: What’s your biggest turn-off?
"Eugh, arrogance. I can't stand people who think they're better than everybody else."
#nsft#n5ft#sinday#sinday ask#singing songbird (aria)#vengeful lunacy (blackout)#start a riot!!! (blast riot)
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🎶🎵🎵 - Bo
((Does the man even sing?))
[Meme]
He sure does! Although it is very rare nowadays, and he sticks to humming for the most part. But on occasion, when a song is particularly persistent in his mind, humming just doesn't do it justice...
I can't, get the lyrics out of my head
This song is never ending...
Now I face the music when I sleep.
I see the notes drop one by one tonight, and chaos is a symphony.
Turn down all the sound and,
Sing me, a dark song to sleep.
The melody, oh, how it haunts me.
All my demons come alive every time I close my eyes--
So play me a rhythm...
Intoxicate me...
#(( feat. Bo's VC: Unlike Pluto ))#(( fun fact! it was an Unlike Pluto song that came on my spotify recommended that inspired me to create Blackout over 3 years ago! ))#(( if youre curious of the particular song: Everything Black w/Unlike Pluto and Mike Taylor ))#headcannons#answered ask#vengeful lunacy (blackout)
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(ʃƪ ˘ ³˘) Bo/Ody
(( HOO BUDDY ))
Ear: Temptation
Back of Hand: Respect
Wrist: Desire
#(( please god dont let these two fu-- ))#answered ask#vengeful lunacy (blackout)#more than a medic (mmx triage)
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🥃 Black Out tell us how you feel about the Maverick Hunters
Blackout quirked an eyebrow as the glass was slid his way. Well, he was never one to turn down a drink.
"They're sorry excuses for a military force. There are a handful of skilled reploids in their ranks, but overall the best they are is cannon fodder. Hardly worth my time...but they make for good target practice and spare parts~"
Blackout: 🥃x1
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💭 Blackout at Odyssey
[No longer accepting]
{She's got a few screws loose...I like that.}
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💭 Blackout @ Kang! // You don't need to answer this if you're not accepting! Just curious! <3
[No longer accepting]
{I wonder if Lumine remembered to feed it today.}
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