Mollico Morso
@mollicomorso.bsky.social
“THE INVINCIBLE!”
#JJBARP #OC | RP Account | Vento Aureo
Character is 14, he/him, located in Naples, looking for a fight
#JJBARP #OC | RP Account | Vento Aureo
Character is 14, he/him, located in Naples, looking for a fight
Don’t tell me what to do! I’ll get in whatever situations I want, and even if not, it’s not like I can avoid every bad situation I get in, dammit! 💢
November 18, 2024 at 8:25 PM
Don’t tell me what to do! I’ll get in whatever situations I want, and even if not, it’s not like I can avoid every bad situation I get in, dammit! 💢
Okay so… maybe I should go figure all that out then. Not that it’d be enough to kill me, but… [he kicks at the ground.] if it was, it’d be a stupid embarrassing way to die.
November 18, 2024 at 8:17 PM
Okay so… maybe I should go figure all that out then. Not that it’d be enough to kill me, but… [he kicks at the ground.] if it was, it’d be a stupid embarrassing way to die.
[The kid flinches back a bit, still glaring, but now shrinking back. It took him a bit, but now he seems to be seriously considering this warning…]
November 18, 2024 at 8:00 PM
[The kid flinches back a bit, still glaring, but now shrinking back. It took him a bit, but now he seems to be seriously considering this warning…]
Yeah, so, maybe it does, but that don’t change nothin’….
November 18, 2024 at 7:48 PM
Yeah, so, maybe it does, but that don’t change nothin’….
What—seriously? What kind of treatment?
November 18, 2024 at 7:31 PM
What—seriously? What kind of treatment?
[He shrinks back somewhat and snaps,] Says you! Shut it, what do YOU know! [He gingerly hides the ‘taped-up’ wound with his hand. He’s avoiding eye contact somewhat now.] This is old anyhow, who cares! I’ve been fine so far!
November 18, 2024 at 7:12 PM
[He shrinks back somewhat and snaps,] Says you! Shut it, what do YOU know! [He gingerly hides the ‘taped-up’ wound with his hand. He’s avoiding eye contact somewhat now.] This is old anyhow, who cares! I’ve been fine so far!
< so maybe I wasn’t always invincible—what matters is that I am invincible NOW!
November 18, 2024 at 7:05 PM
< so maybe I wasn’t always invincible—what matters is that I am invincible NOW!
Bad paper cut—!!? [He sounds straight-up offended now—he unwraps part of his caution tape bandages, and, yikes! That injury looks /nasty/, and in a way, unnatural.] this look like a fucking paper cut to you, man!? [He re-wraps the spots, glaring the whole time.]>
November 18, 2024 at 7:05 PM
Bad paper cut—!!? [He sounds straight-up offended now—he unwraps part of his caution tape bandages, and, yikes! That injury looks /nasty/, and in a way, unnatural.] this look like a fucking paper cut to you, man!? [He re-wraps the spots, glaring the whole time.]>
What! It doesn’t matter, what matters is nobody can beat me!
November 18, 2024 at 7:00 PM
What! It doesn’t matter, what matters is nobody can beat me!
W-well! They’re not from *fights*!
November 18, 2024 at 6:38 PM
W-well! They’re not from *fights*!
‘less I got reason to believe otherwise then yeah, I fucking am!
November 18, 2024 at 6:25 PM
‘less I got reason to believe otherwise then yeah, I fucking am!
[He splutters for a moment, then seems to become angry.] W—wh— Well how was I s’posed to know, huh!? Ain’t nobody’s told me nothin’, not that it matters! What’s it any of your business anyhow!? Why do you care?!
November 18, 2024 at 5:57 PM
[He splutters for a moment, then seems to become angry.] W—wh— Well how was I s’posed to know, huh!? Ain’t nobody’s told me nothin’, not that it matters! What’s it any of your business anyhow!? Why do you care?!
What do you care!? [He tugs one of the loose ends of his caution tape ‘bandages’, tightening the one on his arm.] I’m not gonna get an infection, ‘cus I’m invincible, and ‘cus I cover up the injury!
November 18, 2024 at 5:33 PM
What do you care!? [He tugs one of the loose ends of his caution tape ‘bandages’, tightening the one on his arm.] I’m not gonna get an infection, ‘cus I’m invincible, and ‘cus I cover up the injury!
I bandage like this to show I’m dangerous, so, yeah, I do expect people to assume shit based on my clothes!
[Run that back, Molli, you /bandage/ like this!?]
[Run that back, Molli, you /bandage/ like this!?]
November 18, 2024 at 5:25 PM
I bandage like this to show I’m dangerous, so, yeah, I do expect people to assume shit based on my clothes!
[Run that back, Molli, you /bandage/ like this!?]
[Run that back, Molli, you /bandage/ like this!?]
Well, I ain’t tell you to fight me! I was just offerin’ a free shot. ‘Sides, I don’t know you. You could be one of those bastards, you sure dress like ‘em.
November 18, 2024 at 5:20 PM
Well, I ain’t tell you to fight me! I was just offerin’ a free shot. ‘Sides, I don’t know you. You could be one of those bastards, you sure dress like ‘em.
You’re gonna hafta, ‘less you wanna test it for yourself.
November 18, 2024 at 3:54 PM
You’re gonna hafta, ‘less you wanna test it for yourself.
Yeah, that’s what I said. Ain’t nobody can hit me ‘fore I get a shot in, cus I’m invincible.
November 17, 2024 at 11:53 PM
Yeah, that’s what I said. Ain’t nobody can hit me ‘fore I get a shot in, cus I’m invincible.
I’m 14, and I don’t need to be careful when I’m invincible! And I don’t need to be no hero, I just gotta be strong.
November 17, 2024 at 3:03 AM
I’m 14, and I don’t need to be careful when I’m invincible! And I don’t need to be no hero, I just gotta be strong.
[His glower deepens.]
Don’t patronise me.
You ain’t gotta tell me about the bad people around here. They WISH they could hurt me, but they can’t and they won’t. I’ll beat’em ‘n take’m down, someday!
[Oh, so he’s just insane, okay.]
Don’t patronise me.
You ain’t gotta tell me about the bad people around here. They WISH they could hurt me, but they can’t and they won’t. I’ll beat’em ‘n take’m down, someday!
[Oh, so he’s just insane, okay.]
November 17, 2024 at 12:16 AM
[His glower deepens.]
Don’t patronise me.
You ain’t gotta tell me about the bad people around here. They WISH they could hurt me, but they can’t and they won’t. I’ll beat’em ‘n take’m down, someday!
[Oh, so he’s just insane, okay.]
Don’t patronise me.
You ain’t gotta tell me about the bad people around here. They WISH they could hurt me, but they can’t and they won’t. I’ll beat’em ‘n take’m down, someday!
[Oh, so he’s just insane, okay.]
[He scoffs and turns his head snidely.]
Why should I give a shit what you think about my names, coward? Don’t affect me. Words do nothing. Words don’t build shit, words don’t fix shit, words don’t hurt none.
If you don’t care what I say, maybe you’re smarter ’n half those bastards I fight.
Or not.
Why should I give a shit what you think about my names, coward? Don’t affect me. Words do nothing. Words don’t build shit, words don’t fix shit, words don’t hurt none.
If you don’t care what I say, maybe you’re smarter ’n half those bastards I fight.
Or not.
November 16, 2024 at 11:19 PM
[He scoffs and turns his head snidely.]
Why should I give a shit what you think about my names, coward? Don’t affect me. Words do nothing. Words don’t build shit, words don’t fix shit, words don’t hurt none.
If you don’t care what I say, maybe you’re smarter ’n half those bastards I fight.
Or not.
Why should I give a shit what you think about my names, coward? Don’t affect me. Words do nothing. Words don’t build shit, words don’t fix shit, words don’t hurt none.
If you don’t care what I say, maybe you’re smarter ’n half those bastards I fight.
Or not.
[He grimaces and recollects his composure.] Of course not, it’s just dumb words. Why should anyone care about dumb words.
November 16, 2024 at 10:11 PM
[He grimaces and recollects his composure.] Of course not, it’s just dumb words. Why should anyone care about dumb words.
[It’s… kinda hard to take him quite as seriously when he slips his lisp midway through his cocky rebuttal, stutters a bit, and still firmly retains his pout. There’s even a moment where the kid’s eye twitches and widens just a tad, an oddly comedic masking of a mortified look. Is this kid for real?]
November 16, 2024 at 8:56 PM
[It’s… kinda hard to take him quite as seriously when he slips his lisp midway through his cocky rebuttal, stutters a bit, and still firmly retains his pout. There’s even a moment where the kid’s eye twitches and widens just a tad, an oddly comedic masking of a mortified look. Is this kid for real?]
[The kid looks mildly disgusted for a few seconds, his eyes narrowing as he sizes up. He scowls, scratches the scab on his lip, crosses his arms and cocks his head to the side.]
Oh, so you’re being sarc-sa-sarcastic now? You think that’ll be enough to get rid of me? Pathetic.
Oh, so you’re being sarc-sa-sarcastic now? You think that’ll be enough to get rid of me? Pathetic.
November 16, 2024 at 8:56 PM
[The kid looks mildly disgusted for a few seconds, his eyes narrowing as he sizes up. He scowls, scratches the scab on his lip, crosses his arms and cocks his head to the side.]
Oh, so you’re being sarc-sa-sarcastic now? You think that’ll be enough to get rid of me? Pathetic.
Oh, so you’re being sarc-sa-sarcastic now? You think that’ll be enough to get rid of me? Pathetic.