kimmie the DESERT RANGER
a lands-between gal in a new vegas world.
beating to a pulp required ahead. o, but i want to go home.
| roleplay | 18+
- one day i shall know what all these ill-omened buttons doeth
- valente called in a favor & i put out the word "on air" that we were rebuilding. people have been... generous. they must have missed quality ray-dee-oh.
- ah... 'tis the warrior's headache...
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- phone in IMMEDIATELY.
- ahhhh, martini. slots ahead. therefore seek fortune ahead.
- pah! thy fight is merely optional.
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- something bewitching ahead. therefore, proceed with caution.
- urf people... weak of body & of mind.
- a true warrior can fight even with a jar on one's head!! NAY THEY MUST!
- she's right
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- 'TIS A DRINKING DAY!!!
- ahhhhh, cigarette.
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- @agentorson.bsky.social in all the time he's known her, orson has never seen kim so free & relaxed. since reclaiming the radio tower it has been non-stop music & laughter, dancing from dawn to dusk. the ncr boys ranger valente lent her to aid in the repairs are young & eager to please, plying
- she hates cleaning, it is not the warrior's way, but someone has to scrape off all of this disgusting graffiti.
- next caller please.
- this is normal for me.
- brutally, as deserved. i saw to it personally.
- the station was attacked by savage men who hijacked the "radio waves" & no doubt broadcast such horrors, in a vain attempt to lower our ratings. the men have since been killed.
- we are once again hosting a LIVE q&a here at the kimira broadcast & peace propaganda channel. phone in now with YOUR questions.
- i eateth mine weight in cheese now.
- ah, the warrior's stench...
- she sits with @agentorson.bsky.social he isn't from here either. he understands. “never before have i faced a foe i could not slay. it perplexes me. still, i am resigned to stay here, i think. i have lost one purpose & found another. kimira of the mojave... am i wrong to give up?”
- thou'rt armed?
- dusk turns the desert blue. the skies are filled with stars beyond counting. it is the night every warrior wonders if they will see, the night after the battle.
- ahhhhh, cigarette.
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- ah, the warrior's slumber.
- she wants to laugh. as if she cares about his "point" or his philosophy. violence begets violence. it's not a revelation. “i am most ungodly.”
- “you are surrounded. your men flee, your birds betray you. take one more step.”
- ask not about the jar.
- “nay, death is death & its instruments are all alike.” her killing frenzy had stamped out her fear. she draws fast, like arlo would, & delivers six shots to her target.
- she has saved a grenade just for this. she pulls the pin & throws.
- where is he? show me the body.
- if his food is not in the mojave desert it will probably be ok. probably.
- kaboom.
- kim thunders the trigger. the pain in her hands has never felt so good.
