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  • A Tiger Can't Change His Stripes

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    "In that case I might consider hiring a news paper to publish your oh so brave story of rescuing the poor mechanic girl. Think that enought to puck your reputation as as an asshole n shambels?" she quirked and eyebrow and shook her head. "There really is no understanding you Wallaby."

    "Hey! I proud of that asshole rep! . .  .kinda," Chuck chuckled a bit and walked with her. "Although i think Raleigh kinda fucked that up already." He stuck his hands into his pockets and looked to her. "Yeah well i’ve always been fucked up anyway." he said shrugging.

    "Hey….you were asking for that beating. I’m just got pissed at him cause he got to you first instead of me. I had been planning to sock you in the head to see if you started reasoning" she sighed. "You really irked me up when that Becket kid showed up. You were acting like a damn rookie who had everything to prove to the world, rather than the professional you had been before getting to Hong Kong…you were more of a pain in the arse back then than when we were at Sydney"

    Chuck rolled his eyes a bit but followed. “Yeah…I’ve made a lot a mistakes.” he rolled his eyes and sighed. “But…still got the job done, at least enough to let him finish the job.”

    "I know, we all herd it at LOCCENT…you were amazing back there. You really more than anyone else could have ever done in this war"


    A Tiger Can't Change His Stripes

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    "I’ll stay the night. Having an actually bed for the night instead of a make-shift hammoc would be nice." Chuck said looking at her and walking close. "Besides, someone’s gotta walk you home…

    "In that case I might consider hiring a news paper to publish your oh so brave story of rescuing the poor mechanic girl. Think that enought to puck your reputation as as an asshole n shambels?" she quirked and eyebrow and shook her head. "There really is no understanding you Wallaby."

    "Hey! I proud of that asshole rep! . .  .kinda," Chuck chuckled a bit and walked with her. "Although i think Raleigh kinda fucked that up already." He stuck his hands into his pockets and looked to her. "Yeah well i’ve always been fucked up anyway." he said shrugging.

    "Hey….you were asking for that beating. I’m just got pissed at him cause he got to you first instead of me. I had been planning to sock you in the head to see if you started reasoning" she sighed. "You really irked me up when that Becket kid showed up. You were acting like a damn rookie who had everything to prove to the world, rather than the professional you had been before getting to Hong Kong…you were more of a pain in the arse back then than when we were at Sydney"



    "Sydney!!!" Mordor screams as he runs at her crying, eventually garbing hold of her pulling her tightly to his chest as he cried. "I missed you." he sobbed. —jaeger-mordor

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    "Morder….mate…let me BREATHE!!!" Sydney cried, partly annoyed she was being queezed to hard and also glad her friend was still in one piece and sane.

    "How about some hot chocolate and sandwiches?" she suggested with a shrug. "Just a thought. I can stay awake for hours with just hot chocolate. How do you think I dealt with the dreaded status report I always had to hand over to Pentecost?"

    "Oh hell yes!" he shouts happily throwing his hands in the air. "Hot Chocolate is amazing okay, thats why. I swear im an adult okay….Oh good point, hot coco is great cuz even if it gets cold its chocolate milk but better."

    "Yes Mordor hot cocoa is awesone cause its warm milk and chocolate with mashmallows" Sydney pointed out with a roll of her eyes, trying to hold her laugh as she indulged in the other’s excitment over the warm drink. "Sometimes I doubt that last part about you being an adult and fear leaving you with scissors is indeed a angerous thing"

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    "I’ll stay the night. Having an actually bed for the night instead of a make-shift hammoc would be nice." Chuck said looking at her and walking close. "Besides, someone’s gotta walk you home…

    "In that case I might consider hiring a news paper to publish your oh so brave story of rescuing the poor mechanic girl. Think that enought to puck your reputation as as an asshole n shambels?" she quirked and eyebrow and shook her head. "There really is no understanding you Wallaby."



    *shakes a bag of Marshmallows and gets ready to avoid the mammoth Kaiju that is about to jump on her* —strikerrepairgirl

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    Splotch could hear that noise from the other side of the Shatterdome. He bolted through the largest hallways, heading toward the sounds and the sweet smell. Around the area where Sydney was, people began to evacuate, or at least move things out of the way.

    "INCOMMING!!!!" someone called out as Splotch appeared and tried to put on the breaks.

    "SYDNEYMAMA!!!!" Splotch cried out happily.

    Splotch raised his rear and wagged his butt, watching as he started pawing at the ground. He licked his chops and eyed the bag with all of his focus.

    "Is there a rational thought in your brains right now?" she laughed.

    "Rationality is overrated." he pounced at her and laughed.

    Sydney laughed. She figured he would answer such a thing. She popped a marshmallow out and threw it in the air, figuring he was quite capable of catching the sweet treat.

    Splotch jumped up, standing on his back legs, and snapped up the treat. “NOM!” he said grinning and swallowing the marshmallow and rubbing his belly.

    'You are hopeless Splotch” Sydney laughed. “No changing you when it comes to marshmallows”

    "Yep!" Splotch smiled and sat down, licking his chops happily. "So! what shall we do?"

    "We’re not doing anything except taking you to Neton’s lab so he can have a look at you"

    Please like this post if I owe you a reply. Go ahead, I won’t bite, I swear!

    I don’t know who I owe cause my activity just deleted everything up to June 28th!!! I PRACTICALLY HAVE NO FUCKING ACTIVITY!!


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    round the decay
    of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare


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    Love Food? This blog is for you.


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    OH MY GOD BUCKY NO!!


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    "Sydney!!!" Mordor screams as he runs at her crying, eventually garbing hold of her pulling her tightly to his chest as he cried. "I missed you." he sobbed. —jaeger-mordor

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    "Morder….mate…let me BREATHE!!!" Sydney cried, partly annoyed she was being queezed to hard and also glad her friend was still in one piece and sane.

    "Drink will take give us only a few minutes to talk about them and then everything will be forgotten in alcohol and corny jokes and as for how we’re going to get you in there again, we’re going to have to cross that bridge when we get there" she reminded. "We might have a design now and later on we will probably have to alter, to accommodate any new tech that comes around. This is just a proposal right now, we might have to work on it further down the road until we get something we can build and works."

    "Ah you got a point, like the one time we had papers due the next day and decided to drink, oh how I wont forget on how much we were running away." He chuckled with a shrug. "Yeah I guess we will, we can start putting them together over lunch then? Or dinner? I dunno something to relax while we are doing it so Im not like a little 6 year old boy with Christmas the next day."

    "How about some hot chocolate and sandwiches?" she suggested with a shrug. "Just a thought. I can stay awake for hours with just hot chocolate. How do you think I dealt with the dreaded status report I always had to hand over to Pentecost?"







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