Armed and Dangerous

Apr 27

Just A Little Bit. (Tiny Hanna Prompt)

The explosion knocked us both back. At least I think it did. I know I hit the wall hard, but my own thud and pointless ‘oomff’ was the only one I heard.

“Hanna!” I scrambled to my hands and knees, waiting for the smoke to clear.

“Holy $#!+, Malcolm, did you see that!? *cough-cough* Ah man! I can’t see any thing! Where are you?”

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Apr 02

trustmemadoctor:

armedpunkhanna:

trustmemadoctor:


-Luce wasn’t quite sure if knowing the arms weren’t hallucinations was easier to handle or not, but either way he probably was not going to stop seeing them so he gave them a closer look-

Yeah, I guess ‘s gotta be ‘f I ain’ hallucinatin’… Wait yer older ‘en me?

Oh, you thought you were? Is that common for you, is that why you thought you were? An’d I mean, I think I’m older than you, at least right now. I’m 24, you’re what, 16? 18 tops?

-Luce looked down at the ground for a second, whoops, he wasn’t supposed to tell people he saw and heard things, he had to lie-

No, bu’ arms growin’ outta people ain’ exactly somethin’ tha’ ‘appens normally, so I woz jus’ curious…

-he raised a brow-

Seventeen, an’ yer twenty-four? Yeh look maybe fifteen an’ like yeh found a needle

[Hanna shrugged, trying to not get upset over it; this Worth, or Worth this age, didn’t know about him being sensitive to that] I’m 24, I’m not a bodybuilder, I just hit my growth spurts early. I don’t mind it, just don’t like people pointing it out that much. And hey, I’m sorry the arms aren’t something that people get used to easily, but thanks for being um…open I guess and yanno, not freaking out. No they’re not really normal, but hey;[waves hands down the length of his body, some of the green ones even joining in the motion] Me.

Apr 01

trustmemadoctor:

armedpunkhanna:

trustmemadoctor:

armedpunkhanna:

I-wha? Luce, okay… Um, wow. -he begins circling the now-younger man, eying him like a detective would- I’ve never seen you this young. Like EVER. Do you know what happened? Can I help fix it? Why are my arms not antsy around you anymore? Did magic cause this? What’s that?

-Luce frowns, magic isn’t real, why is the strange person in his house talking about it like it is?-

Um, ‘cept this is older then ‘v ever been, tha’s sorta ‘ow agin’ works, magic ain’ real…

-he frowned, did the ginger person just say arms?-

Wait yeh can’ see ‘em? Who are yeh

Well, I dunno if you’re gonna believe this, but when I met you, you were older. Like older-than-me-older. An’ yeah, magic is too real, Dude, there is so much I could tell you about that couldn’t be happening right now without magic. Case in point, yeah. I can see the arms[one raises to thread it’s fingers through his natural ones, another tugging roughly at his hair, and a third reaching invitingly to Luce] They’re pretty fucking real.


-Luce wasn’t quite sure if knowing the arms weren’t hallucinations was easier to handle or not, but either way he probably was not going to stop seeing them so he gave them a closer look-

Yeah, I guess ‘s gotta be ‘f I ain’ hallucinatin’… Wait yer older ‘en me?

Oh, you thought you were? Is that common for you, is that why you thought you were? An’d I mean, I think I’m older than you, at least right now. I’m 24, you’re what, 16? 18 tops?

Apr 01

Need A New Word for ‘Weird’ (OT4 ConWorth )

This had to be Hanna’s fault. Conrad could see no other explanation for the young man staring hard at his face. A young man with his eyes(not to mention glasses), with his mouth(though that ring on his lip was new), and his exact nose. It was even his body that he saw leaning over himself, though slightly taller(‘WTF, you mean if I hadn’t died, I would have hit a growth spurt!? Un-life is not fair!’).

        He had just come to get some food at Worth’s, and almost felt like he was being followed. He even felt relieved when he got inside.

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Mar 31

misguidedgalahad:

armedpunkhanna:

So, you know anybody like me? I mean, um…[if he doesn’t know about other him, would he know about other me?]Well, like, you look pretty familiar to me…

Oh, well, you do look very similar to someone I know, yes. A busker who plays by the children’s museum.

I think I know him. He’s a Hanna right? I think we’ve met, I have a pretty bad memory, and I’ve met a few Hanna’s so I’m never sure which ones are new or not.

Mar 31

trustmemadoctor replied to your post: Hi… Yeh gotta lot ‘d arms, d’ yeh know why? Are they nice? Oh good, long as they dun’ ‘urt yeh, ‘M Woose, yeh sound kinda familiar bu’ I dun’ think ‘v seen yeh

trustmemadoctor:

armedpunkhanna:

trustmemadoctor:

armedpunkhanna:

I know the feeling. I don’t really get how that works. But nice to meet you Luce, I’m Hanna, or Falk is okay too. You’re a really nice little guy. Cute too.


-smiles and looks down at the ground blushing a little, he’s not used to people saying nice things to him-

Thank yeh, yer nice to, but I think I like Hanna best, the other one sounds like a bad word

Heh, yeah, guess it does. Tell ya a secret, that’s why I like it.:) But you can call me Hanna, I don’t wanna make you say it if you don’t wanna. So, you live around here? You’re not homeless like me are ya?


Tha’s a weird reason fer likin’ tha’ name, but I guess it kinda makes sense, ‘f someone says yer name they gotta say tha’ word, ‘s funny. An’ only a little…

Yeah, I mean, it’s a pretty silly thing, but that’s sort of how I am. Wait, you’re only a little kid, what do you mean only a little? Kids aren’t supposed to be homeless!

Mar 31

trustmemadoctor replied to your post: Hi… Yeh gotta lot ‘d arms, d’ yeh know why? Are they nice? Oh good, long as they dun’ ‘urt yeh, ‘M Woose, yeh sound kinda familiar bu’ I dun’ think ‘v seen yeh

trustmemadoctor:

armedpunkhanna:

I know the feeling. I don’t really get how that works. But nice to meet you Luce, I’m Hanna, or Falk is okay too. You’re a really nice little guy. Cute too.


-smiles and looks down at the ground blushing a little, he’s not used to people saying nice things to him-

Thank yeh, yer nice to, but I think I like Hanna best, the other one sounds like a bad word

Heh, yeah, guess it does. Tell ya a secret, that’s why I like it.:) But you can call me Hanna, I don’t wanna make you say it if you don’t wanna. So, you live around here? You’re not homeless like me are ya?

Mar 31

misguidedgalahad replied to your post: misguidedgalahad replied to your post: misguidedgalahad started following you I have no idea what that means. [[it hasn’t really sunk in that there are literal copies of him running around. He’ll find out when he meets punk Jayne~]] It is nice to meet you too, Falk.

So, you know anybody like me? I mean, um…[if he doesn’t know about other him, would he know about other me?]Well, like, you look pretty familiar to me…

Mar 31

trustmemadoctor:

armedpunkhanna:

trustmemadoctor:

punkartistgrace:

Whoa. -Hanna backs into the hallway, hands up in front of him- Is-Worth? That’s you? -he steps cautiously out of the hall again. The arms at his back seemed almost comfortable, settling placidly around him, at least one reaching for the young blond. They-they trusted him, they weren’t upset by him like before.-  You, you’re like. Little.

-Frowns, he doesn’t like being called Worth, his name is Luce, not Worth, that was his father. He also wasn’t little, he was a teenager thank you very much-

‘m name ‘s Luce, not Worth, tha’s m’ da’, an’ I ain’ little, ‘m seventeen.

-Oddly enough the arms don’t seem to bother him, it almost seems like he doesn’t notice they are there, mostly because he doesn’t, he assumes he’s seeing them, like the ones he sees on his own shoulder, gripping tightly, reaching for his neck, so they aren’t there, just like the ones he sees on himself-

I-wha? Luce, okay… Um, wow. -he begins circling the now-younger man, eying him like a detective would- I’ve never seen you this young. Like EVER. Do you know what happened? Can I help fix it? Why are my arms not antsy around you anymore? Did magic cause this? What’s that?

-Luce frowns, magic isn’t real, why is the strange person in his house talking about it like it is?-

Um, ‘cept this is older then ‘v ever been, tha’s sorta ‘ow agin’ works, magic ain’ real…

-he frowned, did the ginger person just say arms?-

Wait yeh can’ see ‘em? Who are yeh

Well, I dunno if you’re gonna believe this, but when I met you, you were older. Like older-than-me-older. An’ yeah, magic is too real, Dude, there is so much I could tell you about that couldn’t be happening right now without magic. Case in point, yeah. I can see the arms[one raises to thread it’s fingers through his natural ones, another tugging roughly at his hair, and a third reaching invitingly to Luce] They’re pretty fucking real.

Mar 31

misguidedgalahad replied to your post: misguidedgalahad started following you I have no idea what that means. [[it hasn’t really sunk in that there are literal copies of him running around. He’ll find out when he meets punk Jayne~]]

Oh, you don’t? Well, nice to meet you at any rate. I’m um, Falk. Or Hanna. Nah, Falk’s probably better.