Hi this is my ask blog for my outlast original characters. everyone welcome. be nice! please and thank you. roleplay and asks welcome
> @paintmarker < main
oc descriptions below
RMH
Jules of Nature

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Cosmic Funnies

hello vonnie

Andulka
will byers stan first human second
Mike Driver
NASA

ellievsbear
wallacepolsom

#extradirty


tannertan36
Fai_Ryy

roma★

shark vs the universe
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Show & Tell

seen from Malaysia

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@missing-faces
Hi this is my ask blog for my outlast original characters. everyone welcome. be nice! please and thank you. roleplay and asks welcome
> @paintmarker < main
oc descriptions below

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Greg Becker, Gallery Window, 2024, watercolor, gouache and ink on primed board
Niagara (Frederic Edwin Church, 1857)
I need you to get through the winter
Christina's World (1948) by Andrew Wyeth

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Sharon Olds, Stag’s Leap
Oxy
It’s raining up here.
I often take his name in vain

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'The Dead Cruiser' Vancouver Island, British Columbia tumblr | flickr | facebook | society6 Do Not Remove My Credits
howd ya feel if I threw some kindsa... bottle at yous? would ya catch it? if i threw myself at you, wouldja catch me too?
- blythe, @missing-faces
No, and no.
:(... -blythe
Mercury roams aimlessly within the trial grounds, going in circles. she seems confused at every turn. shes been staring at a wall for about thirty minutes now. Hunter eventually finds her out of, quite literal random chance, because this is a dead end.
- @missing-faces
Hunter noticed her, after remained quiet and well hidden like a tiger eyeing on a deer. He saw that she meant no harm, just another wandering expop lost in his territory.
"God, what did they do to you? I have some spare clothes to prevent cold. Those scientist predicted tonight would be cooler than usual."
Classic Hunter, a little "Hi" at first wouldn't be hurt.
As the women noticed his presence, He inspected her from head to toe. Scars and stitches everywhere, wires connected from her chest to a device on her hips, with a leg brace that needed some little fix here and there.
"Do you need anything ? I wouldn't mind sharing a little bit. I have abundance resource, and i can share it to everyone." The gentleman offered her a smile, sign of harmless welcome.
Mercury lets a small gurgle from her throat, a grunt. she turns to him entirely, leg brace creaking. face as unexpressive as ever, though her eyes light up a little at the presence of another.
"l-lost...."
Mercury has a hard time talking, even harder time focusing on Hunter, but she is looking at him. she barely even shivers, only the occasional shake and twitch of her fingers, but it is clear she's cold. maybe not as cold as she should be though.
"Come, come. Don't be shy, you are welcomed here." Hunter gently guided the tall woman into his lair.
"First, we need to give you some clothes. Oh i hate how they let some women here with bare body. Where's the respect ?"
The clothes he had, may not in the best condition. Sometimes he recieved donation from Murkoff themself. Sometimes...he took it from his victims. After they turned into statue, why would the need their clothes anyway.
He had one short dress, it was probably fit for the poor giantness. May a little bit tight, but better than nothing. A white torn dress, he patched some of the hole to make it wearable. He took it from an unfortunate Big grunt that was deployed in his trial, died as she was gruesomely mauled by his one and only loyal guard. Maybe, too loyal...
Mercury fumbles and fidgets with the dress once its given to her, as her motor function is somewhat shot, she struggles with it. some parts fit weirdly due it being placed over her pace maker, and she cant really adjust it any further than that. the sound of her leg brace creaking every so often as she did.
she lets out a grunt of gratitude, trying to smile. it looks more like a grimace than anything.
"f-friend....?"
she mumbles, vaguely gesturing to Hunter.
Mercury roams aimlessly within the trial grounds, going in circles. she seems confused at every turn. shes been staring at a wall for about thirty minutes now. Hunter eventually finds her out of, quite literal random chance, because this is a dead end.
- @missing-faces
Hunter noticed her, after remained quiet and well hidden like a tiger eyeing on a deer. He saw that she meant no harm, just another wandering expop lost in his territory.
"God, what did they do to you? I have some spare clothes to prevent cold. Those scientist predicted tonight would be cooler than usual."
Classic Hunter, a little "Hi" at first wouldn't be hurt.
As the women noticed his presence, He inspected her from head to toe. Scars and stitches everywhere, wires connected from her chest to a device on her hips, with a leg brace that needed some little fix here and there.
"Do you need anything ? I wouldn't mind sharing a little bit. I have abundance resource, and i can share it to everyone." The gentleman offered her a smile, sign of harmless welcome.
Mercury lets a small gurgle from her throat, a grunt. she turns to him entirely, leg brace creaking. face as unexpressive as ever, though her eyes light up a little at the presence of another.
"l-lost...."
Mercury has a hard time talking, even harder time focusing on Hunter, but she is looking at him. she barely even shivers, only the occasional shake and twitch of her fingers, but it is clear she's cold. maybe not as cold as she should be though.

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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Bernard Descamps Paris, 1994
here are my ocs voice claims
1 mercury would just be the pouncer when she spoke but thankfully she rarely does
2 heres blythe's but it got spoilers for longlegs so be warned i guess