The Third Sunday

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The Midnight Texting Meme It's the middle of the night and you're trying to catch some z's — or brooding alone in the alleys, as one does — when your phone dings and suddenly a stranger or a friend is texting you. What could they possibly want at this hour? Is it important? Stupid? Are they drunk or maybe just needy? Do they need help hiding a body??? Pick up your phone and find out! Rules: ● Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed ● Tag others ● Have fun!

Comments

[lotor]

[ Why should he??? ]

I'm taking it with us once we get off this dumpy planet

[bioaugmented]

I'm pretty sure he'll want it back.

[lotor]

He won't even notice it's gone

[bioaugmented]

Really.

[ what follows is a short video of sargent barnes's reaction when he woke up to find himself missing said arm. ]

[lotor]

[ Can you hear that, Gamora? It's the sound of Rocket's laughter echoing through the entire holding bay. ]

[bioaugmented]

[ her eyes practically fall out of her skull from the rolling. ]

Look, I can't make you give it back, but I can tell you he's looking for you.

[lotor]

I ain't scared of him

[bioaugmented]

Pretty sure he's not the only one to worry about.

[lotor]

What are a bunch humans gonna do??
Especially when one of em only has one arm

[bioaugmented]

I think you're underestimating how much he can do without the arm.

[ trained killers are still trained killers. ]