Had A Dream And Now Yall Deal With The Result

LETS GO TIM!!!

Go you funky little homicidal maniac!

Slaughter Bracket Round 1

Richmond Valentine vs. Gunpowder Tim

David Wong vs. V1

Kayne vs. Bart Curlish

Dexter Morgan vs. Macbeth

The Instrumentalist vs. Ryomen Sukuna

Captain John Hart vs. Oh Il-Nam

King Bradley vs. Jonathan Teatime

John Wick vs. the Gun Devil

Ender Wiggin vs. Achilles

Sara Berry vs. the DJ

Angron vs. the Dazzlings

Soldier vs. Mad Mew Mew

Baron of the Bricks vs. Dimitri Blaiddyd

Rachel vs. Beep the Meep

Nie Mingjue vs. Peter & Paul

William Afton vs. Jack Merridew

Me: Chilling and thinking about my SMP Headcanons for Bad.

Quackity:

Here’s day 23, burn scar, my interpretation of Jon’s burn scar.

The scar looks far darker in the picture but I still like how this looks.

The idea of Price without a beard is making ME uncomfortable-

Price comes into their shared safe house after he had to shave and all he gets is chaos. Soap's close to hyperventilating as he points at him. Gaz is screaming about stranger danger. Ghost looks like he's seen a ghost (pun intended), absolutely shell shocked

Shaving his beard was only practical for the under cover mission ahead of him considering it was his most recognizable feature. It was strange seeing himself without it. He looked so much younger. When he walked out of the bathroom after finishing, Laswell did a double take.

“Wow. Forgot what you looked like without a rat on your face.”

Price rolled his eyes, “Very funny.”

He kept feeling his face. He felt like he was missing a part of him without the beard.

“I’m sure you gave the boys a heads up, right?”

“No?”

Laswell gives him a look, “You really should tell them. Before you get stabbed or blown up or shot.”

“Kate, they’re not going to react like that.”

“John, you look like a whole different person. Have they ever seen you without the beard?”

“No? But that doesn’t matter! I don’t look that different. They’re smarter than that.”

Price ignored the face Laswell was giving him. He needed to head back to the safe house and get ready to leave for the mission. He had two meetings he needed to attend, as well. Laswell just wished him luck instead of a usual goodbye. He scoffed, she was overreacting. The boys were all grown men. They may be taken aback by his missing beard but nothing extreme was going to happen.

Price was tired by the time he got back to the safe house. It was late but he knew the boys were still up. Most likely waiting for him so they (Ghost) could lock up the house properly. He opened the door and all but slammed it shut, that way Ghost knew he was there and didn’t try to kill him. He took his hat off and hung it up, groaning as he headed to the kitchen.

Ghost was there, sipping some tea.

“Hey, Simon-“

Ghost looked at him and immediately dropped his mug. Price jumped as ceramic shards and tea went all over the floor.

“What the hell, Simon?!”

Ghost stared at him, eyes wide. Soap ran into the kitchen not long after the mug shattered.

“Si! Are you okay-“

Soap cut himself off when he saw Price. His mouth hung open and he lifted his hand and pointed at his face. Price instinctively rubbed his face.

“I shaved.”

Soap gasps and stumbles back towards Ghost. He only stops when his back hits the man’s chest. He kept trying to speak but nothing comprehensible came out. He started breathing heavy as Ghost stood there like a statue.

“Breathe, Johnny-!”

“What’s going on in here-“

Price turned as Gaz walked into the kitchen. The man took one look at him before he just screamed at the top of his lungs. Price winces as Gaz screams bloody murder, Soap dropping to the floor. Ghost continued to stand, unmoving.

“Bloody- I SHAVED! IT’S NOT THE BIG OF A DEAL!”

“YOU LOOK LIKE YOU’RE GOING TO ASK ME IF I HAVE TIME TO TALK ABOUT JESUS!”

It took two full hours to get the three to calmly sit in the living room. They stared at him as he explained the mission he was going on, not hearing a word he was saying. Price stopped talking when he phone started ringing. He winces when he sees it was Laswell.

“Kate, hey-“

“I told you.”

Price blinks, groaning when he remembered that Laswell had full access to the security cameras around the safe house. He rubs his face, missing his beard.

“Yea… you did.”

I’m back!

Prompt 5 was armor so I drew up my Clone Wars happy end AU oc.

This is Nima Raylaa, general of the 131st.

We really are in the worst timeline, huh?

Things are really tough right now, but you need to remember how deserving of love you are.

Been working on my original insect-like canine species since the episode and cranked this out

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