#thatparasite

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Italics for Frank, Bold for Atlas!

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted || egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

@thatparasite

Atlas was always a reassurance, but his words felt somewhat hollow this time. Jack didn’t feel like he was “doing just fine.” He had been killing splicers before they could attack him, while they had simply been going about their business as though they were normal people, and he had been harvesting a few of those blank-eyed girls along the way. It didn’t feel right.

It didn’t feel right because, no, there shouldn’t be any pleasure in killing, but it was just so easy. Jack almost liked it, while it was happening. It was only after he was left staring at the corpses he had left behind that he actually felt guilty.

// My favorite shit is when you think about all the Adam Jack took from Fontaine and how that leads to memory ghosts ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) aaaannngst

👌👌👌👌👌👌

To say Jack was pissed was the biggest understatement of the year. After finding out the man he trusted, the man that helped him survive was lying to him this entire time. Used him actually to kill Andrew Ryan and take over a dead city. There was barely anyone sane left in Rapture; who wanted to rule a city that had ‘burnt’ to the ground and the citizens were suffering from ADAM sickness? 

Apparently fucking Atlas. 

He would still call him Atlas, even after everything that had happened in the past few hours. Goddammit he felt sick. Angry. So he used it. Used it to take out the splicers in his way. Zapping the spider splicers that crawled across the ceiling, the thuggish splicers that threw themselves at him received a face full of lead. Suchong had done a good job with him; he was bred to kill. Jack Ryan was a force to be reckoned with. 

// And then the Reapers from “Father’s Day” show up.

Shhhhhhhhh

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