
I'm the best there is at what I do but what I do best isn't very nice. Cage fighter, trying to piece together my broken memory. Codename: #Wolverine [AU/MV/RP]
Joined November 2013
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Logan retweeted
"SAMCRO is where I belong. It's my family. It's my home."
— New Opie, not new to RP
— Descriptive
— Adult themes
Logan retweeted
"Is it just me, or does watchin' a ten ton dino chow down make ya hungry?"
— New #JurassicWorld OC, not new to RP
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— Triggers
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"Surprise!"
● New Kilgrave, not new to RP
● Cinematic, not comic verse
● Looking for familiar faces xitter.cf/_KiIgrave/status/67524…
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---- Widow and the Wolf. Chapter 3 ----
---------- Flight of the Phoenix -----------
-- nostrils. He wasn't prepared to act friendly with her, he was prepared to fight, to do what he had to do to get out of this situation.
-- she moved her slender body in to the room. His reply voiced his opinions, despite his lack of words. A low growl, matched with flared --
-- electronic device in her hand and a smile on her face.
"Good morning, sunshine."
She approached Logan as she spoke, still smiling as --
-- by someone he believed he could trust. Tricked once again by the guile of Natasha Romanoff. She stood in the doorway with a small --
-- the anger inside of Logan bubbled, resurfacing visually with a sneer. He had been tricked in to something against his will, --
-- was soon soured by who he saw stood before him. Reality was indoctrinating him, despite how he tried to resist. Once again, --
-- up to meet hers, but as he reached for his shoulder, she was gone once again.
Logan turned to confront Jean, but his calmed state --
-- The soft touch and sultry whisper of Jean's voice once again bought a sense of calm and comfort to Logan. He moved his own hand --
-- happening, but there was nothing. As his head twisted from one side to another, a gentle hand was placed upon his shoulder. --
-- within. His eyes scanned over the shadows of the room that had confined him for a sign of something that could explain what was --
-- her movements, but as he attempted to face her, she was not there.
"Jean?!" Logan called out, confusion once again building from --
-- way around behind Logan. Her movements were silken. Her soft, whispered words echoed around the room. Logan turned his body to follow --
-- sentence, he found a finger pressed up against his lips.
"Save your energy, you're going to need it..." As Jean spoke, she made her --
-- and a sense of calm washed over him.
"Jean, what's going on?.. Where... Are we?.. What ha--" Before Logan managed to finish his --


