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@TheFragginLobo
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Intergalactic Merc. Crushin’ Skulls & Cold Ones . No Kill Limit. Chain Enthusiast. #DCRP
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Joined January 2014
⠀ Hans NighBorough ⠀ a.k.a. GOLDHAWK ⠀#dispatchrp #ocrp #mvrp Literate &̲ Detailed,⠀ +21Mun (N)SFW ——— OC/MV friendly ⠀#marvelrp #mharp #theboysrp ⠀#invinciblerp #bnharp #dcrp ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ♡ + ⟳? ⠀
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ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ 𝘽𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙣. 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙃𝙪𝙡𝙠. 𝙏𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙢𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨, 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙢𝙖 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚. #MarvelRP
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"Heh, frag me, princess! smells like ya cooked this drek in the pits’a Czarnia’s dump fire. But hey, I’ll chow down. Burnt or not, food’s food, an’ the Main Man don’t turn down a free meal."
ㅤ ㅤ 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 .ᐟ I have made breakfast .ᐟ Do you want some , 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 .ᐣ ( 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐭 pancakes and charred bacon , but hey , she tried . ) ㅤ
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Lobo blinked against the glare of a twin-sunned sky, a string of drool still hanging from his lip as he sat up on his space hog. "Frag… how many drinks was that?"
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╰┈➤ ❝ [Descriptive/Literate] ❞ ╰┈➤ ❝ [Ships with chem • bi] ❞ ╰┈➤ ❝ [RTs and Likes appreciated] ❞ »»———- #Solace ———-««
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He jolted upright on the park bench, grime on his jacket. He squinted at the skyline, muttering, "The– fragg..?" Scratched his head, checked his pocket and pulls out a cigar, placing it between his lips as he checks for a lighter. Sees the reader walking. "Whaddya looking at?"
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"Hooooooly smokes! Now THAT’S friggin’ hot!"
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Tips his cowboy hat, flexing one arm with a wide grin. "Space ain’t big enough for this much badass, partner." #SeductiveSundayᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ
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+ recover, Lobo swings around behind him, hooks both arms under his, and lifts. "Welcome to the main event, shiny!" delivering a thunderous German suplex straight into a collapsed hoverbus. He flips up to his feet, arms raised like a champion.
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+ "Lemme show ya pain with personality, ya smug super-smurf." He charges like a demon let off its leash, dives into Gladiator low, wrapping him up like a pro-wrestler from hell, driving him into the ground with a brutal spinebuster that shakes the street. Before Gladiator can +
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From the smoldering wreckage, there’s silence.. then rubble shifts, and a battered hand claws out. Lobo staggers up, smoke trailing off his shoulders, his grin cracked and bloodied but still there. "Strength with purpose?" he growls, spitting out a chunk of his own tooth. +
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