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— 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐕

Captain Ripley “Winter” Kullander | ONI | Reach survivor | Former marine | Reconnaissance | Infiltration | Retrieval | 6’7” | 6’11” in armor | Mirage IIC | Friendly | Helpful | Loyal

#ᴇʟᴜᴠᴇɪɴ | #HaloRP
“Sure can.” That was not too much of a problem anymore. Ripley could have sat just fine in a chair, or stood in place, were they not worried about some discomfort. The worst was behind them. What continued to stall their progress were the frequent minor surgeries, the resulting physical therapy, —
Despite the circumstances of the emergency care, Reigh had the room set up for a mini thanksgiving dinner for himself and Ripley.

“Can you sit up alright?” he asked placing a food tray on their bed.

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November 28, 2025 at 1:56 AM
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— 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲

Spartan-III | Spartan-IV Trainer | Aloof | Woefully impulsive | 6’2” | 6’6” armored | Demolitions Specialist | Overachiever

#HaloRP | #MVRP | #ᴇʟᴜᴠᴇɪɴ
October 25, 2025 at 9:10 PM
It was entirely unfortunate that Ripley had only recently dragged themself to bed, and was in no shape to get up at a reasonable pace. By all rights they should have still been on a hospital bed — but they had fussed enough to be sent to their own quarters.

“It’s unlocked!” Their voice was weak —
@tundraborn.bsky.social

Silvia had promised that she'd be back- and she was never one to promise anything. It had taken afew days, of course, she was a difficult woman to track- and even more difficult to actually get ahold of.

But, she had promised. And she'd be damned if it wasn't kept.

Knock.
October 10, 2025 at 11:38 PM
|| And now: some very very late replies
October 10, 2025 at 11:20 PM
|| Today I am a year older, and to mark the occasion I will try to get to replies on Ripley to give them attention because I miss them
October 10, 2025 at 3:11 PM
|| Reminder that: cutest ONI gamer
|| Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
July 20, 2025 at 4:07 PM
m i s e r y
July 14, 2025 at 5:39 AM
|| I am guilty of saying “hammer time” in reference to Ripley getting crushed by a gravity hammer almost every time I’ve brought up or thought about it happening
July 10, 2025 at 9:15 PM
But —
June 30, 2025 at 2:58 PM
<— 6’7” of requiring uppies
June 30, 2025 at 2:21 AM
|| Update to Ripley’s less stealthy armor
June 30, 2025 at 1:53 AM
Atriox is a punk bitch with the galaxy’s worst hairline.
June 29, 2025 at 10:48 PM
High Ripley hours
June 29, 2025 at 6:39 PM
|| Look at themmmm
|| Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
June 29, 2025 at 3:51 PM
|| It should not be this hot in NJ

I am going to Kurt Cobain
June 24, 2025 at 6:07 PM
Sticking their head in the freezer to avoid the heat.
June 23, 2025 at 10:31 PM
“I think I’ve settled.” Taking the cigarette, they fished a lighter from their pockets. “Now I’m just waiting for an opportunity to go and get it done.”

Bringing the cigarette to their lips, the lit it and took a slow drag.
He still offered them a cigarette from the recovered pack with an extended hand. Reigh assumed they wanted to catch up after his weeklong absence.

“Still deciding on your new ink?”
“Not about anything.” With all of the cigarettes reclaimed, Ripley got back to their feet.
June 23, 2025 at 6:10 PM
|| Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
June 23, 2025 at 1:36 AM
They had been in the middle of reading something on a datapad when Willow approached. Seated on a bench, they had to look up at the other after hearing her. “Oh? What’s that?”
Cue her walking up to @tundraborn.bsky.social and spoke up.

“Captain, got a question.”

She was holding her SRS99 Sniper rifle, Willow had something planned.
June 22, 2025 at 11:44 PM
“Not about anything.” With all of the cigarettes reclaimed, Ripley got back to their feet.
“What about?” He asked flatly while taking back the cigarettes.
“I wanted to see you.” In their left hand they held the pack, and with their right they were plucking cigarettes from the floor and moving them back to where they belonged.
June 22, 2025 at 11:42 PM
“I wanted to see you.” In their left hand they held the pack, and with their right they were plucking cigarettes from the floor and moving them back to where they belonged.
Unbothered, Reigh began helping them recover the cigarettes.

“You were sure in a hurry,” he commented.
“Fuck.” And they’re kneeling down to begin picking up the cigarettes.
June 22, 2025 at 6:52 PM
“Fuck.” And they’re kneeling down to begin picking up the cigarettes.
He watched as the pack was knocked from his hand and fell to the ground.

Cigarettes scattering on the deck floor.
Skidding to a halt —

But still colliding with the pack.
June 22, 2025 at 6:34 PM
Skidding to a halt —

But still colliding with the pack.
June 22, 2025 at 6:11 PM
Zooming towards him
June 22, 2025 at 6:06 PM
Why do they have to be bullied
June 22, 2025 at 5:55 PM