sᴘᴀʀᴛᴀɴ ᴍᴄᴋᴀʀᴠᴇʏ
@lonelyluck.bsky.social
ʜᴀʟᴏ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ/ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ/ᴍᴠ/ᴍᴅɴɪ/ʙʏ ǫᴜᴇᴇᴋ
Pinned
Out of his armour, exhausted after a particularly grueling sims session, the lonely Spartan made his way back to his quarters for a short power-nap.
Twisting and turning through the ship’s almost labyrinthian corridors, Duncan smiled and nodded at half a dozen passers-by who greeted him.
That -
Twisting and turning through the ship’s almost labyrinthian corridors, Duncan smiled and nodded at half a dozen passers-by who greeted him.
That -
What was left of his old left eye has finally been removed. He’s getting a replacement in a few days.
Bandages for now.
Bandages for now.
January 9, 2026 at 7:14 PM
What was left of his old left eye has finally been removed. He’s getting a replacement in a few days.
Bandages for now.
Bandages for now.
If he doesn’t take this with a pinch of humour then the paranoia might break him.
January 9, 2026 at 2:00 AM
If he doesn’t take this with a pinch of humour then the paranoia might break him.
Slowly, Duncan gripped the bottle. Bandaged fingers wrapping around cold plastic with a slight grunt.
“On the bright side…”
As his arm lifted the bottle closer, Duncan turned his head. Revealing his burned cheek and greyed eye.
“…I’m gunna look pretty rad once I’m back on my feet.”
He sipped.
“On the bright side…”
As his arm lifted the bottle closer, Duncan turned his head. Revealing his burned cheek and greyed eye.
“…I’m gunna look pretty rad once I’m back on my feet.”
He sipped.
The Alpha Company Spartan steps forward, armored hand finding the other's shoulder as he coughs. "Sure looks like it..." he says, concern showing in his voice.
He instead guides the bottle to McKarvey's palm, hopefully allowing him to get a grasp on it.
He instead guides the bottle to McKarvey's palm, hopefully allowing him to get a grasp on it.
Smiling a little, Duncan’s attempt at talking ends with a small coughing fit.
“Ugh. Can’t lie, I’ve been better.”
“Ugh. Can’t lie, I’ve been better.”
January 9, 2026 at 1:57 AM
Slowly, Duncan gripped the bottle. Bandaged fingers wrapping around cold plastic with a slight grunt.
“On the bright side…”
As his arm lifted the bottle closer, Duncan turned his head. Revealing his burned cheek and greyed eye.
“…I’m gunna look pretty rad once I’m back on my feet.”
He sipped.
“On the bright side…”
As his arm lifted the bottle closer, Duncan turned his head. Revealing his burned cheek and greyed eye.
“…I’m gunna look pretty rad once I’m back on my feet.”
He sipped.
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Out of his armour, exhausted after a particularly grueling sims session, the lonely Spartan made his way back to his quarters for a short power-nap.
Twisting and turning through the ship’s almost labyrinthian corridors, Duncan smiled and nodded at half a dozen passers-by who greeted him.
That -
Twisting and turning through the ship’s almost labyrinthian corridors, Duncan smiled and nodded at half a dozen passers-by who greeted him.
That -
January 6, 2026 at 9:11 PM
Out of his armour, exhausted after a particularly grueling sims session, the lonely Spartan made his way back to his quarters for a short power-nap.
Twisting and turning through the ship’s almost labyrinthian corridors, Duncan smiled and nodded at half a dozen passers-by who greeted him.
That -
Twisting and turning through the ship’s almost labyrinthian corridors, Duncan smiled and nodded at half a dozen passers-by who greeted him.
That -
January 9, 2026 at 1:49 AM
#Queekisms
Duncan: Half-burned to death, suffering from broken bones, shrapnel wounds, muscle damage and a dead eye.
Ben: yo you good bruh? take the water already c’mon
Duncan: Half-burned to death, suffering from broken bones, shrapnel wounds, muscle damage and a dead eye.
Ben: yo you good bruh? take the water already c’mon
January 9, 2026 at 1:44 AM
#Queekisms
Duncan: Half-burned to death, suffering from broken bones, shrapnel wounds, muscle damage and a dead eye.
Ben: yo you good bruh? take the water already c’mon
Duncan: Half-burned to death, suffering from broken bones, shrapnel wounds, muscle damage and a dead eye.
Ben: yo you good bruh? take the water already c’mon
Smiling a little, Duncan’s attempt at talking ends with a small coughing fit.
“Ugh. Can’t lie, I’ve been better.”
“Ugh. Can’t lie, I’ve been better.”
He's still holding it in his hand, cocking his head slightly. "You uh... you good?"
He tries to grab it.
And he fails.
And he fails.
January 9, 2026 at 1:36 AM
Smiling a little, Duncan’s attempt at talking ends with a small coughing fit.
“Ugh. Can’t lie, I’ve been better.”
“Ugh. Can’t lie, I’ve been better.”
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Embedded shrapnel fragments, dozens of broken bones and damaged muscles, compound fractures, second and third degree burns across thirty percent of his body, and an irreparably damaged eye.
Not to mention: He hasn’t woke up yet.
Not to mention: He hasn’t woke up yet.
January 7, 2026 at 1:25 PM
Embedded shrapnel fragments, dozens of broken bones and damaged muscles, compound fractures, second and third degree burns across thirty percent of his body, and an irreparably damaged eye.
Not to mention: He hasn’t woke up yet.
Not to mention: He hasn’t woke up yet.
He tries to grab it.
And he fails.
And he fails.
Here you are, Spartan.
January 9, 2026 at 1:25 AM
He tries to grab it.
And he fails.
And he fails.
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So much surgery.
So much.
So much.
January 8, 2026 at 3:13 PM
So much surgery.
So much.
So much.
Embedded shrapnel fragments, dozens of broken bones and damaged muscles, compound fractures, second and third degree burns across thirty percent of his body, and an irreparably damaged eye.
Not to mention: He hasn’t woke up yet.
Not to mention: He hasn’t woke up yet.
January 7, 2026 at 1:25 PM
Embedded shrapnel fragments, dozens of broken bones and damaged muscles, compound fractures, second and third degree burns across thirty percent of his body, and an irreparably damaged eye.
Not to mention: He hasn’t woke up yet.
Not to mention: He hasn’t woke up yet.
January 6, 2026 at 10:59 PM
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Your adversaries seem quite prepared.
January 6, 2026 at 10:39 PM
Your adversaries seem quite prepared.
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...okay i see how this looks.
but if i was going to kill anyone here, it wouldn't be duncan.
but if i was going to kill anyone here, it wouldn't be duncan.
January 6, 2026 at 10:39 PM
...okay i see how this looks.
but if i was going to kill anyone here, it wouldn't be duncan.
but if i was going to kill anyone here, it wouldn't be duncan.
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I just checked.
There was a localised system’s overload about forty minutes before Duncan even entered his bedroom. The system just flagged it as a local malfunction.
And you’ll never guess what security footage was lost because of it.
There was a localised system’s overload about forty minutes before Duncan even entered his bedroom. The system just flagged it as a local malfunction.
And you’ll never guess what security footage was lost because of it.
January 6, 2026 at 10:36 PM
I just checked.
There was a localised system’s overload about forty minutes before Duncan even entered his bedroom. The system just flagged it as a local malfunction.
And you’ll never guess what security footage was lost because of it.
There was a localised system’s overload about forty minutes before Duncan even entered his bedroom. The system just flagged it as a local malfunction.
And you’ll never guess what security footage was lost because of it.
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...you know, this is not what i meant when i said "the best way to diffuse a bomb is to detonate it."
normally that means, like, using a scorpion to push a car onto it.
or calling it up on the radio.
normally that means, like, using a scorpion to push a car onto it.
or calling it up on the radio.
January 6, 2026 at 10:30 PM
...you know, this is not what i meant when i said "the best way to diffuse a bomb is to detonate it."
normally that means, like, using a scorpion to push a car onto it.
or calling it up on the radio.
normally that means, like, using a scorpion to push a car onto it.
or calling it up on the radio.
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Surely you have one of your AI observing the happenings aboard your ship?
Unless it was compromised.
Unless it was compromised.
January 6, 2026 at 10:30 PM
Surely you have one of your AI observing the happenings aboard your ship?
Unless it was compromised.
Unless it was compromised.
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Too many people mentionin’ shit blowin’ up, and I ain’t heard where in the hells everything is goin’ down.
January 6, 2026 at 10:28 PM
Too many people mentionin’ shit blowin’ up, and I ain’t heard where in the hells everything is goin’ down.
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McKarvey’s body has been found.
He’s been taken to the infirmary.
He’s been taken to the infirmary.
January 6, 2026 at 10:13 PM
McKarvey’s body has been found.
He’s been taken to the infirmary.
He’s been taken to the infirmary.
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Jayden’s going to stay away from this.
Even he can admit when his involvement would only make things worse. He’s going to leave it to the pros.
Even he can admit when his involvement would only make things worse. He’s going to leave it to the pros.
January 6, 2026 at 10:20 PM
Jayden’s going to stay away from this.
Even he can admit when his involvement would only make things worse. He’s going to leave it to the pros.
Even he can admit when his involvement would only make things worse. He’s going to leave it to the pros.
McKarvey’s body has been found.
He’s been taken to the infirmary.
He’s been taken to the infirmary.
January 6, 2026 at 10:13 PM
McKarvey’s body has been found.
He’s been taken to the infirmary.
He’s been taken to the infirmary.
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⬅️ hasn't the slightest idea what they're talking about
January 6, 2026 at 10:11 PM
⬅️ hasn't the slightest idea what they're talking about