𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐀 𝟏𝟎𝟗 .
@manicarsonist.bsky.social
" 𝚆𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 . "
| Killian–G109 | Spartan III | Halo RP |
| Multiship | MNDI | 21 + |
| Killian–G109 | Spartan III | Halo RP |
| Multiship | MNDI | 21 + |
Pinned
"Do you usually run em alone? I know I do now and then, but I have more fun with others."
Especially when it came to inventing strategies on the fly and improvising. Killian lived for it.
The Gamma would rise to her feet and walk alongside her comrade.
"Shouldn't take you too long to adjust."
Especially when it came to inventing strategies on the fly and improvising. Killian lived for it.
The Gamma would rise to her feet and walk alongside her comrade.
"Shouldn't take you too long to adjust."
- moving.
"We'll see how quickly I get back into it."
"We'll see how quickly I get back into it."
September 10, 2025 at 3:59 AM
"Do you usually run em alone? I know I do now and then, but I have more fun with others."
Especially when it came to inventing strategies on the fly and improvising. Killian lived for it.
The Gamma would rise to her feet and walk alongside her comrade.
"Shouldn't take you too long to adjust."
Especially when it came to inventing strategies on the fly and improvising. Killian lived for it.
The Gamma would rise to her feet and walk alongside her comrade.
"Shouldn't take you too long to adjust."
Once again, Killian is struck by a compelling urge— The need to satiate the tension settling in her body.
Flick. Click. Ignite.
The warmth of the flame is inviting and she holds her fingers over the small flame. She watches as it flickered before her, licking around her cuticles.
—
Flick. Click. Ignite.
The warmth of the flame is inviting and she holds her fingers over the small flame. She watches as it flickered before her, licking around her cuticles.
—
September 2, 2025 at 3:58 AM
Once again, Killian is struck by a compelling urge— The need to satiate the tension settling in her body.
Flick. Click. Ignite.
The warmth of the flame is inviting and she holds her fingers over the small flame. She watches as it flickered before her, licking around her cuticles.
—
Flick. Click. Ignite.
The warmth of the flame is inviting and she holds her fingers over the small flame. She watches as it flickered before her, licking around her cuticles.
—
"The more, the merrier. Especially when wrecking shite for the hell of it."
She'd turn the matchbox over in her hands twice more before putting it back into her pocket.
Sure, she'd thought about looking around and browsing through the available sims before. —
She'd turn the matchbox over in her hands twice more before putting it back into her pocket.
Sure, she'd thought about looking around and browsing through the available sims before. —
- company? Otherwise, I can send you the details."
August 31, 2025 at 8:40 PM
"The more, the merrier. Especially when wrecking shite for the hell of it."
She'd turn the matchbox over in her hands twice more before putting it back into her pocket.
Sure, she'd thought about looking around and browsing through the available sims before. —
She'd turn the matchbox over in her hands twice more before putting it back into her pocket.
Sure, she'd thought about looking around and browsing through the available sims before. —
"Aye, that much is true, I dunnae how he can do it, I'd lose my head tryna stay still."
At mention of the potentially challenging simulations, Killian appeared to perk up, sliding her matchbox closed.
"I wouldn't mind taking a gander to see what they've got up their sleeves for it."
At mention of the potentially challenging simulations, Killian appeared to perk up, sliding her matchbox closed.
"I wouldn't mind taking a gander to see what they've got up their sleeves for it."
- of us are relegated to desk duty like Rufus."
It sounded awful. She wasn't sure how he managed to deal with it. Maybe the sims offered something?
"I think some of the Two's have put up a few challenging ones," she offers with a small nod of agreement. "One of them might hit the spot?"
It sounded awful. She wasn't sure how he managed to deal with it. Maybe the sims offered something?
"I think some of the Two's have put up a few challenging ones," she offers with a small nod of agreement. "One of them might hit the spot?"
August 30, 2025 at 11:04 PM
"Aye, that much is true, I dunnae how he can do it, I'd lose my head tryna stay still."
At mention of the potentially challenging simulations, Killian appeared to perk up, sliding her matchbox closed.
"I wouldn't mind taking a gander to see what they've got up their sleeves for it."
At mention of the potentially challenging simulations, Killian appeared to perk up, sliding her matchbox closed.
"I wouldn't mind taking a gander to see what they've got up their sleeves for it."
"Nothing impending, no. Bloody bastards sure like to coop us all up though."
A small shrug of the shoulders followed, the flame descended down towards her fingertips, feeling the heat briefly before it went out.
"Maybe, running sims is better than nothing at all. Could always set something up."
—
A small shrug of the shoulders followed, the flame descended down towards her fingertips, feeling the heat briefly before it went out.
"Maybe, running sims is better than nothing at all. Could always set something up."
—
Brows pinching together, she watches it burn.
"There's always the sims," she encourages rather than offers. Even as she does, she knows it's not the same.
"You got any deployments coming up?"
"There's always the sims," she encourages rather than offers. Even as she does, she knows it's not the same.
"You got any deployments coming up?"
"Just stuck, might need to blow something up, or start a fire, or both."
Her gaze flickered towards Kaja, the Gamma striking another match as she held it between her fingers.
"Head's buzzing too much to focus on drawing up any new ideas for my prosthetics."
Her gaze flickered towards Kaja, the Gamma striking another match as she held it between her fingers.
"Head's buzzing too much to focus on drawing up any new ideas for my prosthetics."
August 29, 2025 at 4:43 PM
"Nothing impending, no. Bloody bastards sure like to coop us all up though."
A small shrug of the shoulders followed, the flame descended down towards her fingertips, feeling the heat briefly before it went out.
"Maybe, running sims is better than nothing at all. Could always set something up."
—
A small shrug of the shoulders followed, the flame descended down towards her fingertips, feeling the heat briefly before it went out.
"Maybe, running sims is better than nothing at all. Could always set something up."
—
"Just stuck, might need to blow something up, or start a fire, or both."
Her gaze flickered towards Kaja, the Gamma striking another match as she held it between her fingers.
"Head's buzzing too much to focus on drawing up any new ideas for my prosthetics."
Her gaze flickered towards Kaja, the Gamma striking another match as she held it between her fingers.
"Head's buzzing too much to focus on drawing up any new ideas for my prosthetics."
Stopping in the doorway, Kaja lingers for a moment as she watches her fellow Gamma. With a quiet shake of her head while the match dies out she finally speaks.
"Killian... do you have nothing better to do?"
She had a feeling she already knew the answer.
"Killian... do you have nothing better to do?"
She had a feeling she already knew the answer.
The Gamma is seemingly restless.
After spending some time pacing back and forth, she's resorted to getting out her matchbox to satiate her impulses.
She strikes a match, watching as the flame devours the entirity of the matchstick, burning down and out between her fingers.
After spending some time pacing back and forth, she's resorted to getting out her matchbox to satiate her impulses.
She strikes a match, watching as the flame devours the entirity of the matchstick, burning down and out between her fingers.
August 29, 2025 at 4:02 PM
"Just stuck, might need to blow something up, or start a fire, or both."
Her gaze flickered towards Kaja, the Gamma striking another match as she held it between her fingers.
"Head's buzzing too much to focus on drawing up any new ideas for my prosthetics."
Her gaze flickered towards Kaja, the Gamma striking another match as she held it between her fingers.
"Head's buzzing too much to focus on drawing up any new ideas for my prosthetics."
The Gamma is seemingly restless.
After spending some time pacing back and forth, she's resorted to getting out her matchbox to satiate her impulses.
She strikes a match, watching as the flame devours the entirity of the matchstick, burning down and out between her fingers.
After spending some time pacing back and forth, she's resorted to getting out her matchbox to satiate her impulses.
She strikes a match, watching as the flame devours the entirity of the matchstick, burning down and out between her fingers.
August 29, 2025 at 3:44 PM
The Gamma is seemingly restless.
After spending some time pacing back and forth, she's resorted to getting out her matchbox to satiate her impulses.
She strikes a match, watching as the flame devours the entirity of the matchstick, burning down and out between her fingers.
After spending some time pacing back and forth, she's resorted to getting out her matchbox to satiate her impulses.
She strikes a match, watching as the flame devours the entirity of the matchstick, burning down and out between her fingers.
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August 28, 2025 at 5:20 AM
ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴɴᴇʟ ᴘʀᴏꜰɪʟᴇ
" 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 . . . "
August 28, 2025 at 5:20 AM
" 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 . . . "