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thehellripper.bsky.social
⛓ ❛ H E L L R I P P E R ♱
@thehellripper.bsky.social
Literate roleplayer, one year and a half of experience, 23 years old, Adult Mun and Muse
FC: Isshin Kurosaki, Layout made by Logan
Roleplay Partner: @astral-navigator.bsky.social
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Canon or OC: OC
Name: Henry William Derson
Age: 498, 990, 567, 986 billion years old(Physically 28 years old)
Race: Demon, formerly human
Relationship: He is married to Himeko(HSR) and is the father of two children.
Face Claim: Isshin Kurosaki
Home: Universe 1(Original Universe, Destroyed)-
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𝗕𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻… 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻!
November 6, 2025 at 5:54 AM
Henry just laid on top of a building, his hands folded together as he was on his back, near the edge of the building. His eyes were closed and the air was filled with the sound of his snores alongside the rustle of wind. The building was...pretty tall up. Some would think it reckless, but as long-
November 4, 2025 at 6:33 AM
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—Prince of Gotham
Knight of Justice

Dark & Gritty Portrayal
Sᴇᴇᴋɪɴɢ SL's
Mᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ Tʜᴇᴍᴇs
Sʜɪᴘs ᴡ/ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛʀʏ

MCU | DCU

↺﹢♡
October 17, 2024 at 5:00 AM
"I can take point if you want. And you can watch our backs." Henry grimaced slightly as he reached down, his fingers easily tearing into the gut of the deceased creature and creating a fleshy hole that exposed it's intestines and other organs.
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"Fuckin' nasty...but it does the trick." He huffed-
+ point? You're a lot more lethal in melee, and you know this kind of op better than I do.
November 4, 2025 at 5:35 AM
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“We’ll rise like a phoenix from the flames, Stronger now, we won’t be tamed.”

- Alison Blaire, Dazzler 🤍✨
“They may try to break us, but we’ll stand tall. For we refuse to let them be the cause of our fall.”
November 3, 2025 at 11:24 AM
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The Founding Father of Robotics.

Dr. Thomas Light
November 3, 2025 at 9:45 PM
"Well...I do like making shit." Henry muttered in a tone of voice now similar to Venom Snake as he walked over and helped Denji back up to his feet. He placed a hand on Denji's green armored shoulder and another on his hand as he lifted him back to his feet, letting go once it was done.
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"Ok...you-
“𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚊𝚛."

➪ The voice rang through the speaker in a much deeper tone than his, perfectly concealing the young man’s voice. He’d pump an arm excitedly and jump. Landing and cratering the floor beneath him.

“𝙾𝚞𝚐𝚑- 𝚄𝚑.. 𝚆𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚘."
November 3, 2025 at 9:46 PM
"Alright then. I got a plan. First off...we're going to need something that will cover your face. A helmet dense enough to muffle your voice so no one recognizes you. Luckily...I got just the thing." Henry said with a smile as he took out his phone, visibly texting someone. Then, he disappeared-
➪ His reaction to the question was brief. Pushing up and off the railing he leaned on and stared with intrigue.

“𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗!-"

➪ He suddenly felt pretty childish for wanting something akin to a young boy wanting to do the same.

“𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎... 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚕?"
November 2, 2025 at 11:53 PM
"Could be possible...whoever is controlling them is obviously a magic user. Could have people captured and currently using them as fuel of sorts. Souls happen to be a very powerful source of energy." Henry muttered, contemplating Lep's idea of blowing up the caves. But... "Blowing it up might not-
He flickers back into sight, reporting his findings.

"Any chance they'd take civvie hostages, or that we need anyone to interrogate? Because if not, I say we just collapse the whole cave on this guy. Still better than they deserve."

He pulls out a couple spheres. "Thermal detonators. Big boom."
November 1, 2025 at 11:35 PM
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#MarvelRP #DCRP #BskyRP #MVRP

Angela ( Aldrif Odinsdottir )

- From Heven, raised by angels
- Daughter of Freyja and Odin
- Older sister of Thor

MS/MV/MDNI. Writer and muse are adults
November 1, 2025 at 8:24 PM
"Or poison, and razers." Henry listed off with a grimace as he does know what some people put inside of candies that they hand off to children. He's already had to...beat up some idiots who tried giving his children candy laced with poison when he took them trick or treating with Himeko.
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Henry's-
➪ He attempted to let it be at that but behind those eyes there was disappointment.
November 1, 2025 at 11:19 PM
Henry had his hands in his pockets as he walked on the sidewalk. He was covered in blood, with his wounds rapidly healing due to his Halloween escapades which involves killing monsters since they love to come out during Halloween to terrorize people.
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He was just whistling a tune to himself-
➪ Casually eating some candy he found on the ground.
November 1, 2025 at 7:50 AM
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“Obviously, I love him. He’s my Dad.”

—Robert Robertson the Third
—Currently Working As A Dispatcher
—Dog Dad
—Taller Then Most Imagine

—#DispatchRP and #MVRP
a man wearing headphones and a blue shirt is smiling in a cartoon .
ALT: a man wearing headphones and a blue shirt is smiling in a cartoon .
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October 30, 2025 at 6:07 PM
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𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.

#𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙑𝙀𝙇𝙍𝙋 𝓧 #𝗠𝗩𝗥𝗣
October 28, 2025 at 12:52 AM
(Hello! I am back again and I will get to replies when I am able to! I started up another RP account and it's a muse I have been wanting to do for a while! The legendary Doom Slayer!)

(Feel free to follow it! Don't worry! I am not going to stop roleplaying as Henry!)

(@thehellwalker.bsky.social)
“Rip…and…TEAR!!”

Titles: Doom Slayer, Doom Marine, DoomGuy, etc

Full name: Flynn Taggart

Occupation: Marine(former), UAC security(former), Night Sentinel(former), Demon Killing Machine, Protector of Humanity

Home: Earth(former, destroyed by demons), Fortress of Doom(orbiting above Earth…-
October 6, 2025 at 12:21 AM
What the drones see are what seems to be a whole horde of Ghouls, maybe dozens...heading to what seems to be a cave of some sorts northwest outside of town, into the mountains. All of them seemed to be keeping up with one another...strangely neatly instead of the savage behavior usually accompanied-
"Copy. You're well-armed."

His form shimmers and fades into the background, before reappearing seconds later.

"Optical camouflage. I'll recon the area first. Me and my drones. Just making sure."

A pair of flying eyes emerge from his backpack, darting through the foliage. What do they see?
September 26, 2025 at 5:14 AM
(Starter for @hangyakunokishi.bsky.social)

It all started like normal for Henry. He just walked into a bar, drank a bit of alcohol...oh, who the fuck is he kidding? He drank multiple of every type of drink on the menu. Some jackass was getting all grabby with one of the waitresses, Henry went to-
(Time to start this up again since I'm slowly getting back into roleplaying.)
September 26, 2025 at 5:10 AM
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"Find the end of the story, in your own way"

[A Trailblazer RP Account]
[Both Stelle and Cealus available]
[Experienced Writer]
[HSR + MVRP
[NSFW Welcome but not the focus]
September 14, 2025 at 11:47 AM
"GAAAAK!!" Was what escaped Henry's mouth as he was sent flying backwards due to the force of the explosion of their respective energies clashing, the shockwaves from the explosion rippling throughout the surrounding areas for hundreds of miles.
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He landed with a crash onto the grassy ground,-
𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑴‼️

An explosion would radiate from the two opponents. A large explosion sending both of them back. Creating a large force of their combined energies as a result from the clash.
September 25, 2025 at 8:01 AM
"Fleet, huh?" Henry tilted his head slightly as he continued walking with Fleet to help her find her friends, as he followed the trail that he was smelling. "Well...we all have someone who inspires us, I guess. I...well, I know I had one." For a moment there, a hint of sadness flashed within his-
He'd let me read some of them, or he'd tell me about their stories. Those heroes inspired young me, y'know? Now I'm Fleet, the Archer of Justice!"
September 25, 2025 at 7:50 AM
(Time to start this up again since I'm slowly getting back into roleplaying.)
September 25, 2025 at 7:09 AM
"Wherever this asshole is, it's close by. So there would be no point in bringing in a vehicle. As for defenses...I wouldn't be surprised if it's either more Ghouls or Golems or something else entirely, so stay alert. Maybe a few barriers here and there too. Shouldn't be too much trouble." Henry-
+ a deep breath. His mission's clear, but excess anger will just compromise his decision-making; it won't give him magic powers.

"Do you have transportation, or will we approach on foot? What kind of defenses will a sorcerer of this caliber likely employ?"

Focus on the practical.
September 25, 2025 at 6:57 AM
"Oh trust me...I'm going to tear apart whoever did this. Limb from limb." Henry said as he faced away from Lep, trying to dig up more clues about this whole situation. As he spoke such venomous words, his brown eyes temporarily changed into a fiery glowing red before returning to normal.
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He-
+ anything out. I prefer to solve problems with multilateral diplomacy... but 'sending ghouls to attack an innocent village' rules that option out."
September 24, 2025 at 12:21 PM
"Ghouls are usually in cemeteries, underground, places where there are corpses. The reason is because that is how they feed." Henry crossed his arms as he looked at the corpse of the Ghoul in front of them, the empty eyes staring at the two men lifelessly. "They eat flesh, whether it is living-
+ "Are ghouls sapient? Are they usually led by necromancers or other undead which ARE? Where do they all come from?"

The whole time, he's keeping an eye on the surroundings with his scouter, ready to vaporize anything sneaking up on them.
September 22, 2025 at 9:07 AM
"That is understandable. Wouldn't want to run the risk of any assholes with dubious morals dabbling with your technology..." Henry said with a nod, his brown eyes filled with understanding in regard to the other man's words. He couldn't help but feel a slight shudder through his body as he imagined-
+ He offers the man a (gloved) hand.

"Still, we have the same core goals. There's got to be some way we can help each other. I'm open to ideas; you know this place and your mission better than I."
September 20, 2025 at 10:17 AM