“ So, What's be the choice (,) You livin' or dyin' ? ”
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Multiverse/Dispatch OC
Parody Elon Cuck
Writer was born on 4/01.
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TW: Flashing lights
"I never dreamed about success, I worked for it."
~Kim Areum~
~Fandomless OC
~Not new to RP
~Very friendly writer
~Can be serious/crack
~Multiship
~Any RP in the DMs are welcomed
~#MVRP
~RT/Like
@WildFireAki Well shucks, Guess his luck isn't running out anytime soon cause he totally doesn't take a peep at her rear sometimes when she's getting stuff to stitch him up.
"Eh, It's fine. Not the first time I've been shot."
Laughing softly as he let got of the wound to let her get to work on it. Checking his pant pocket for his cigarette holder to get a fresh one out.
"So I do spice up your day huh?"
"I was bored to be honest."
She said as she walked over to the male with the med kit in hand. She gently put it down on the table and looks at the wound.
"Oh lord. A deep wound."
"If you's say so chica."
Pulling his jacket off first then, Unbottoned his shirt pulling it off.
A lot of whip and slash scars atoned his frame. "So kim, How was your day so far before I ruined it?"
Her left eye twitching with annoyance. He is pushing his luck but shes not going to attack him or anything. A death glare is actually all he's going to get.
So call that a mercy.
She walked to her cabinet and opened it , grabbing the med kit.
"The shirt....take it off."
"Yes ma'am."
He was being sarcastic but he sat down putting pressure on the wound on his shoulder.
"Love you too by the way." Don't test your luck paso.