Dispatching hero: C-True, real name Vera Rossi
Ability: X-ray Vision, sharp shooter
-Dispatch OC
(Daphi/adult writer/adult muse)
She didn’t read anything.
She didn’t read anything.
Hero name: C-TRUE
Age: 26
Height: 5’6
Abilities: x-ray vision (works on people and objects)
Birthplace: Los Angeles
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Hero name: C-TRUE
Age: 26
Height: 5’6
Abilities: x-ray vision (works on people and objects)
Birthplace: Los Angeles
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“Don’t be sensitive!”
She wraps a bandage tightly around the wound and his body.
“Cleaned. Now it can heal well.”
"Gah!!! "
Looking at her quickly.
"Why!,'
(The bandage is pulled off, and a pad dunked in alcohol taps against the wound.
She’s not all that gentle. More worried about getting the job done.)
“Don’t be sensitive!”
She wraps a bandage tightly around the wound and his body.
“Cleaned. Now it can heal well.”
“I mean… do you even /want/ to quit the violence and the killing?”
She twitches again and looks off into the horizon. Seemingly contemplati
She sounded defensive, even though she was usually the pessimist.
“Of course there is. This fucking ball of water and green is too big for there not to be.”
“I mean… do you even /want/ to quit the violence and the killing?”
͏ 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐈𝐈
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𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝘄𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝐌𝐄
𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘢 𝐻𝐸𝑅𝑂 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧
͏ ͏ ͏
͏ 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐈𝐈
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𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝘄𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝐌𝐄
𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘢 𝐻𝐸𝑅𝑂 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧
͏ ͏ ͏
(She leans in and squints her eyes while looking at his face. Then shrugs.)
Probably your eyes.
Other than that I wouldn’t know.
Ya know what, I need a nap.
(She leans in and squints her eyes while looking at his face. Then shrugs.)
Probably your eyes.
Other than that I wouldn’t know.
She grabs the first coffee she sees besides him and flings it in front of his feet.
If that was Robert’s, oops.
She’s storming to the break room to eat her frustration cake.
Why is there speculation about my sexuality?
Stop—
She sounded defensive, even though she was usually the pessimist.
“Of course there is. This fucking ball of water and green is too big for there not to be.”
"Anything is fair game to them. Doesn't matter who you are. I was made for violence after they got me. That being said I do wonder if theres more to life."
She sounded defensive, even though she was usually the pessimist.
“Of course there is. This fucking ball of water and green is too big for there not to be.”
❄️ an ice powered man
❄️ dispatch oc
❄️muse is 29
❄️18+ mdni
❄️ an ice powered man
❄️ dispatch oc
❄️muse is 29
❄️18+ mdni
No More Hero
Still a Drunk
Always Haunted
The Missing Supergirl
No More Hero
Still a Drunk
Always Haunted
The Missing Supergirl
(The bandage is pulled off, and a pad dunked in alcohol taps against the wound.
She’s not all that gentle. More worried about getting the job done.)
[Will the body can... he cant]
It just... takes a little bit more...
(She pulled all her equipment out. Pure alcohol, some pads and some bandages.)
(The bandage is pulled off, and a pad dunked in alcohol taps against the wound.
She’s not all that gentle. More worried about getting the job done.)
She grabs the first coffee she sees besides him and flings it in front of his feet.
If that was Robert’s, oops.
She’s storming to the break room to eat her frustration cake.
I don’t know why it’s not working for you. Just forget it. It’s not that important.”
He’s currently setting up an autopay from her and Chase’s banks to his own.
She pulls out her phone. A message indeed. And she clicks on it AGAIN.
Lord help her.
She grabs the first coffee she sees besides him and flings it in front of his feet.
If that was Robert’s, oops.
She’s storming to the break room to eat her frustration cake.
(She pulled all her equipment out. Pure alcohol, some pads and some bandages.)
I just need a nap...im usually healed in the morning...
Hold still. Im cleaning this.
I won’t let you get infected on my watch. It’s my first day.
(She pulled all her equipment out. Pure alcohol, some pads and some bandages.)