Michael-G165
@sierrag165.bsky.social
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Michael-G165
@sierrag165.bsky.social
· Feb 10
The demon anticipated such a move, forcing the shield down against the blade away from him as he uses his thruster pack to back away. His plasma pistol charges up, spraying against the shield.
Head ducking low, the Kig-Yar pushes up with the shield with a squawk of effort. Its other hand drops, its illuminated blade dipping into shadow before rising up to the Spartan's abdomen.
He’ll deal with the shrieking later. Right now he lunges at the bird, his prosthetic fingers already looping over top the shield.
November 28, 2025 at 11:28 PM
The demon anticipated such a move, forcing the shield down against the blade away from him as he uses his thruster pack to back away. His plasma pistol charges up, spraying against the shield.
“And?”
November 28, 2025 at 9:33 PM
“And?”
He’ll deal with the shrieking later. Right now he lunges at the bird, his prosthetic fingers already looping over top the shield.
The Jackal squares up, shield raised. Two shrieks echo in the distance.
“Squawker might be fast. But I’m faster.”
November 28, 2025 at 5:09 PM
He’ll deal with the shrieking later. Right now he lunges at the bird, his prosthetic fingers already looping over top the shield.
“Squawker might be fast. But I’m faster.”
November 27, 2025 at 3:40 PM
“Squawker might be fast. But I’m faster.”
Reposted by Michael-G165
Nothing like showing a Banished Can o’ Worms just how well you can bullfight them.
A shame its bond-brother didn’t learn anything when it charged me in a rage.
A shame its bond-brother didn’t learn anything when it charged me in a rage.
November 24, 2025 at 5:22 AM
Nothing like showing a Banished Can o’ Worms just how well you can bullfight them.
A shame its bond-brother didn’t learn anything when it charged me in a rage.
A shame its bond-brother didn’t learn anything when it charged me in a rage.
Sounds serious.
the good. i cannot elaborate. he might hear us.
The goo?
November 21, 2025 at 10:17 PM
Sounds serious.
The goo?
👁️👄👁️
The goo.
The goo.
November 20, 2025 at 2:16 PM
The goo?
Equal amounts of silence from his stall. He placed a group with the burst function, his eye closing as he scrutinized whether he was satisfied with it.
Semi-automatic, he tried placing the same grouping. Chuffing, not up to the same amount of accuracy.
Semi-automatic, he tried placing the same grouping. Chuffing, not up to the same amount of accuracy.
Fred retrained his focus down-range and resumed his routine.
His grouping wasn’t up to his specs.
Rifle down. Modifications made, the clink of tools were the only sounds.
His grouping wasn’t up to his specs.
Rifle down. Modifications made, the clink of tools were the only sounds.
The Gamma set up with his battle rifle next to him. The BR85HB variant.
Calibrating with his HUD was cheating. Both him and Fred had the same teacher, after all.
Calibrating with his HUD was cheating. Both him and Fred had the same teacher, after all.
November 17, 2025 at 1:52 AM
Equal amounts of silence from his stall. He placed a group with the burst function, his eye closing as he scrutinized whether he was satisfied with it.
Semi-automatic, he tried placing the same grouping. Chuffing, not up to the same amount of accuracy.
Semi-automatic, he tried placing the same grouping. Chuffing, not up to the same amount of accuracy.
The Gamma set up with his battle rifle next to him. The BR85HB variant.
Calibrating with his HUD was cheating. Both him and Fred had the same teacher, after all.
Calibrating with his HUD was cheating. Both him and Fred had the same teacher, after all.
Of course.
*He pointed to the open space to his left.*
All yours.
*He pointed to the open space to his left.*
All yours.
Gotcha. May I join you, sir?
November 15, 2025 at 5:22 PM
The Gamma set up with his battle rifle next to him. The BR85HB variant.
Calibrating with his HUD was cheating. Both him and Fred had the same teacher, after all.
Calibrating with his HUD was cheating. Both him and Fred had the same teacher, after all.
Gotcha. May I join you, sir?
The night.
The night or the range?
November 14, 2025 at 5:40 AM
Gotcha. May I join you, sir?
Baking?
Also, total unannounced unexpected presence.
Also, total unannounced unexpected presence.
been awfully quiet tonight.
not that she minds.
her and the plants have been baking.
not that she minds.
her and the plants have been baking.
November 14, 2025 at 5:38 AM
Baking?
Also, total unannounced unexpected presence.
Also, total unannounced unexpected presence.
The night or the range?
Range night. Probably a long one.
November 11, 2025 at 5:24 AM
The night or the range?
He takes it and sits down.
Flips a small fork out of a pouch and takes off his helmet.
“Thank you.”
Flips a small fork out of a pouch and takes off his helmet.
“Thank you.”
she prepared the plate, holding it out.
Yes.
November 7, 2025 at 8:23 AM
He takes it and sits down.
Flips a small fork out of a pouch and takes off his helmet.
“Thank you.”
Flips a small fork out of a pouch and takes off his helmet.
“Thank you.”
Yes.
want a plate?
Spagheeter.
November 6, 2025 at 10:25 AM
Yes.
Spagheeter.
November 5, 2025 at 3:47 AM
Spagheeter.
Unable to sleep unable to sleep unable to sleep unable to sleep.
Smell of blood smell of blood smell of blood smell of blood.
In the hands in the hands in the hands in the hands.
Hands wet hands wet hands wet hands wet.
Danger danger danger for those around danger danger danger for those around.
Smell of blood smell of blood smell of blood smell of blood.
In the hands in the hands in the hands in the hands.
Hands wet hands wet hands wet hands wet.
Danger danger danger for those around danger danger danger for those around.
October 29, 2025 at 6:32 AM
Unable to sleep unable to sleep unable to sleep unable to sleep.
Smell of blood smell of blood smell of blood smell of blood.
In the hands in the hands in the hands in the hands.
Hands wet hands wet hands wet hands wet.
Danger danger danger for those around danger danger danger for those around.
Smell of blood smell of blood smell of blood smell of blood.
In the hands in the hands in the hands in the hands.
Hands wet hands wet hands wet hands wet.
Danger danger danger for those around danger danger danger for those around.
It’s dangerous to put the most ancient and primordial weapon known to man into his hands.
October 27, 2025 at 11:48 PM
It’s dangerous to put the most ancient and primordial weapon known to man into his hands.
Reposted by Michael-G165
"𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝟑𝟎𝟒, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲."
- female spartan oc
- mature themes | 18+ | non lewd
- semi stable
- halo rp | swrp | mvrp
- ships w/ chem | multiship
| a musing brought to you by - #mamapasta |
- female spartan oc
- mature themes | 18+ | non lewd
- semi stable
- halo rp | swrp | mvrp
- ships w/ chem | multiship
| a musing brought to you by - #mamapasta |
October 17, 2024 at 1:48 PM
"𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝟑𝟎𝟒, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲."
- female spartan oc
- mature themes | 18+ | non lewd
- semi stable
- halo rp | swrp | mvrp
- ships w/ chem | multiship
| a musing brought to you by - #mamapasta |
- female spartan oc
- mature themes | 18+ | non lewd
- semi stable
- halo rp | swrp | mvrp
- ships w/ chem | multiship
| a musing brought to you by - #mamapasta |
Not really. Considering it, but not quite at that point.
Making this ring as unlivable to them as well as they’re trying to make it to us.
Making this ring as unlivable to them as well as they’re trying to make it to us.
Sounds like another day in paradise.
Taking any trophies?
Taking any trophies?
It’s a great day to raid a Banished munitions depot, and blow the rest up.
Taking a bit of inspiration from Vlad the Impaler with any survivors. Bad neighbors make good fences.
Taking a bit of inspiration from Vlad the Impaler with any survivors. Bad neighbors make good fences.
October 25, 2025 at 10:52 PM
Not really. Considering it, but not quite at that point.
Making this ring as unlivable to them as well as they’re trying to make it to us.
Making this ring as unlivable to them as well as they’re trying to make it to us.
It’s a great day to raid a Banished munitions depot, and blow the rest up.
Taking a bit of inspiration from Vlad the Impaler with any survivors. Bad neighbors make good fences.
Taking a bit of inspiration from Vlad the Impaler with any survivors. Bad neighbors make good fences.
October 25, 2025 at 2:27 PM
It’s a great day to raid a Banished munitions depot, and blow the rest up.
Taking a bit of inspiration from Vlad the Impaler with any survivors. Bad neighbors make good fences.
Taking a bit of inspiration from Vlad the Impaler with any survivors. Bad neighbors make good fences.
“Hmm.”
He takes a sip. The taste is pretty bitter. Nothing he couldn’t handle, but still, he added a spoonful of honey.
Another investigative sip.
“Ah, that’s good.”
He takes a sip. The taste is pretty bitter. Nothing he couldn’t handle, but still, he added a spoonful of honey.
Another investigative sip.
“Ah, that’s good.”
Inclining her head, she proceeds to pour them both a cup of the rust coloured tea.
"This one is rather bitter," she informs him while setting the cup down and gesturing to a small dish.
"There is honey, should you need the sweetness."
"This one is rather bitter," she informs him while setting the cup down and gesturing to a small dish.
"There is honey, should you need the sweetness."
“Sure. Sounds lovely.”
He takes a seat.
He takes a seat.
October 17, 2025 at 11:02 PM
“Hmm.”
He takes a sip. The taste is pretty bitter. Nothing he couldn’t handle, but still, he added a spoonful of honey.
Another investigative sip.
“Ah, that’s good.”
He takes a sip. The taste is pretty bitter. Nothing he couldn’t handle, but still, he added a spoonful of honey.
Another investigative sip.
“Ah, that’s good.”
“Sure. Sounds lovely.”
He takes a seat.
He takes a seat.
Indeed.
Glancing up to address him, she reaches for two cups dressed in black and white.
"Michael, would you care for some?"
Glancing up to address him, she reaches for two cups dressed in black and white.
"Michael, would you care for some?"
They say a watched pot never boils.
But those people have burnt or underdone tea.
But those people have burnt or underdone tea.
October 17, 2025 at 5:51 AM
“Sure. Sounds lovely.”
He takes a seat.
He takes a seat.
They say a watched pot never boils.
But those people have burnt or underdone tea.
But those people have burnt or underdone tea.
Humming softly she diligently brews a small pot of tea.
October 14, 2025 at 11:51 PM
They say a watched pot never boils.
But those people have burnt or underdone tea.
But those people have burnt or underdone tea.
A dawn to remember.
#SangheiliSunday also featuring @thebladebetween.bsky.social and @sierrag165.bsky.social.
A new dawn rises.
A new dawn rises.
October 13, 2025 at 12:51 AM
A dawn to remember.