Logan Howlett.

❝I'm the best there is at what I do, but what I do best isn't very nice.❞ — Earth 616 Wolverine — Interested in all SL/s Interactions — Decriptive/ Literate

"Keep 'em coming."

"That was one helluvah fight."

"Get the fuck off, Wade."

// Looking for an Fantomex. Mention me if you're interested.

❝ As an Avenger, it's my duty to safeguard the Earth. ❞ • Tony Stark / Iron Man. • Comics RP based/ looking for any and all SLS • Looking for my fellow Avengers. • Multiverse / Marvel RP • Descriptive/ Literate • #Earth616 #Avengers

𝔸𝕒𝕒𝕒𝕙𝕙𝕙... - ʀᴘɪɴɢ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ - ɴᴏᴛ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ - ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ, ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ, ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ - ɴᴏɴ-ʟᴇᴡᴅ - ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴏᴠᴇʀ/ᴏᴄ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ - ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʙᴀᴅ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇꜱ - ʀᴛꜱ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ ...ℂ𝕣𝕒𝕡.

❝I'm the best there is at what I do, but what I do best isn't very nice.❞ — Earth 616 Wolverine — Interested in all SL/s Interactions — Decriptive/ Literate

@RoyalTelepath //I'd be down on @SavageInstincts

"Fuck."

❝I'm the best there is at what I do, but what I do best isn't very nice.❞ — Earth 616 Wolverine — Interested in all SL/s Interactions — Decriptive/ Literate — Returning Wolverine

@ToMeMyXMen The shorter of the two simply scoffed. Scott didn't know the half of it, it seemed his past /always/ seemed to catch up with him one way or another. "I guess ya could say ah'm enjoyin' gettin' sliced every now an' again."

"Scott. Yer a sight fer sore eyes." @ToMeMyXMen

||• swapping back to my main Logan @SavageInstincts follow me there.

[Starter for @ColossalSaviour] Tough. That was a simple way to describe how things have been going for Kitty lately. It felt as though the team was starting to drift apart, they didn’t have the muscle that they needed. Although things had taken a turn for the worst —

Hell's Belle.

@RoguishBiker — taking the cigar out of his mouth, Logan inched it towards the mutant hellbiker before asking: "Can I get a light?"

@RoguishBiker — at this particular time. He'd pull one of his many Cuban cigars from the adamantiun infused cigar case he kept in his back pocket before placing it between his clenched teeth. Patting himself down, he had come to the realization that he had left his lighter back upstairs—

"Where tha hell are the other mutants? The Xavier instatute ain' normally this quiet."