@Cio Aava is a wingman, immediately she’s like “yo evren your man is toxic gtfo” 🤣🤣 that’s a good friend to have, and she’s right!
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STATUS: i’m pretty much just a casual these days but i can’t believe how dead free is lately. might post something there soon to see if anyone else is bored during the rona lol 4 yrs ago
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i’m pretty much just a casual these days but i can’t believe how dead free is lately. might post something there soon to see if anyone else is bored during the rona lol
4 yrs ago
two years ago i made a really good historical rp, bu tit was on my old acc and i’d feel awkward reviving it now
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5 yrs ago
hey guys i’m not hallucinating anymore how cool is that
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5 yrs ago
my mini roses are officially dead, can i get an F in the chat
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ask me about my plants
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legal name: weenie dumpsterboy
if any of you were on the warriorcats forums as kids please hmu, we're brothers in arms.
i prefer to RP casual but if you write more than a screenful at a time i probably can't keep up with you.
i work monday tuesday wednesday and saturday, play DnD on fridays and sometimes i'm just not around. if i’m afk for several days, i’m probably just working or depressed and you can always reach me by dm. i’ll pretty reliably check the site every night even if i don’t post anything.
usually i spend all day intrusively telling people about my plants. anyway please ask me about my plants i want to tell you about my plants
if any of you were on the warriorcats forums as kids please hmu, we're brothers in arms.
i prefer to RP casual but if you write more than a screenful at a time i probably can't keep up with you.
i work monday tuesday wednesday and saturday, play DnD on fridays and sometimes i'm just not around. if i’m afk for several days, i’m probably just working or depressed and you can always reach me by dm. i’ll pretty reliably check the site every night even if i don’t post anything.
usually i spend all day intrusively telling people about my plants. anyway please ask me about my plants i want to tell you about my plants
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@Eviledd1984
See your last post is a perfect example of why I love playing with you: you always surprise me. Never in a million years could I have predicted angels cigars and titties. Amazing. I’m shook. 🤣💝
See your last post is a perfect example of why I love playing with you: you always surprise me. Never in a million years could I have predicted angels cigars and titties. Amazing. I’m shook. 🤣💝
@KiwiTime i understand. I’m going to make a new thread for this RP sometime soon, so if you ever have time to come back you can, Nikki and Savannah are already approved 😊
@Cio
The hydrous blade sliced across Lucifer’s cheek, making him reel back before vanishing into the darkness of the room, dissipating like fog away from the attack.
Spikes of fear drove like stakes through Evren’s solar plexus, making him gasp out voicelessly at the chaos unfolding. He reached forward and grabbed Aava in a bear hug, holding her fast against him and guarding her from however Lucifer would retaliate to the swipe. The whole affair took hardly a second, and Lucifer reappeared.
The vampire’s teeth were clenched tightly as he materialized with one arm outstretched, searching for a handful of Aava’s algal hair but finding the loose fabric at the collar of Evren’s jacket. In his right hand was a dagger, poised for a deadly blow. Tightening the grip of his left hand on Evren’s shirt he raised his weapon before their eyes met, and he realized the mistake he’d made. The two gazed at each other for a breathless eternity, just long enough for a blink to stop the flow of time.
Aava had cut cleanly across Lucifer’s cheek, from his left ear to nearly his nose. Deep maroon blood leaked lazily to his jaw, corrupt and viscous like oil. His blue eyes were dark, defeated staring at Evren, who didn’t look back at him like a lover, but like an animal. His arms tightened protectively around Aava, terrified but sturdy, staring down his own fate in Lucifer’s fury.
As quickly as the moment began, so it ended, and the shadowmancer lowered his weapon and withdrew his hold on Evren’s coat, taking a tense step back and sheathing the dagger out of sight. His gaze turned steely as he licked the bloody corner of his mouth, then roughly wiped his cheek clean with the heel of his palm. Wordless, Lucifer turned and exited the boutique, leaving the two misfits behind in his haste.
The hydrous blade sliced across Lucifer’s cheek, making him reel back before vanishing into the darkness of the room, dissipating like fog away from the attack.
Spikes of fear drove like stakes through Evren’s solar plexus, making him gasp out voicelessly at the chaos unfolding. He reached forward and grabbed Aava in a bear hug, holding her fast against him and guarding her from however Lucifer would retaliate to the swipe. The whole affair took hardly a second, and Lucifer reappeared.
The vampire’s teeth were clenched tightly as he materialized with one arm outstretched, searching for a handful of Aava’s algal hair but finding the loose fabric at the collar of Evren’s jacket. In his right hand was a dagger, poised for a deadly blow. Tightening the grip of his left hand on Evren’s shirt he raised his weapon before their eyes met, and he realized the mistake he’d made. The two gazed at each other for a breathless eternity, just long enough for a blink to stop the flow of time.
Aava had cut cleanly across Lucifer’s cheek, from his left ear to nearly his nose. Deep maroon blood leaked lazily to his jaw, corrupt and viscous like oil. His blue eyes were dark, defeated staring at Evren, who didn’t look back at him like a lover, but like an animal. His arms tightened protectively around Aava, terrified but sturdy, staring down his own fate in Lucifer’s fury.
As quickly as the moment began, so it ended, and the shadowmancer lowered his weapon and withdrew his hold on Evren’s coat, taking a tense step back and sheathing the dagger out of sight. His gaze turned steely as he licked the bloody corner of his mouth, then roughly wiped his cheek clean with the heel of his palm. Wordless, Lucifer turned and exited the boutique, leaving the two misfits behind in his haste.
@Cio totally up to you! if you think that sounds fun you have my okay. 😊
@Cio honestly fair. Lucifer obv didn’t know she was in there specifically, but he’s pretty much always known that what’s in the jars are undead-ish supernatural creatures trapped against their will, and consciously did nothing about it for the perceived greater good of a peaceful Redhaven. idk exactly how big this collection is or if it’s all näkki, but he would have a pretty good idea of how troublesome water spirits/monsters are.
As they jars break open will they release more creatures? Or ij it just eyeballs and goo? 👀 because I’m very game for filling this town with as many malevolent waterbeasts as it will hold.
I’m working rn so I’ll reply tonight, but I think Aava might find herself pretty outmatched against a shadowmancer in a dark room with little water.
As they jars break open will they release more creatures? Or ij it just eyeballs and goo? 👀 because I’m very game for filling this town with as many malevolent waterbeasts as it will hold.
I’m working rn so I’ll reply tonight, but I think Aava might find herself pretty outmatched against a shadowmancer in a dark room with little water.
@Eviledd1984 yeah man, no hurry!
Wow I’m so sorry I was gone like that — a lot of work and mental health stuff came to a boil all at once. I might still be spotty for the next few days but I’m not just gone. 😊
@Eviledd1984@Cio
Evren looked in disgust and awe at all the jars and displays before his eyes settled on the broken glass on the floor. “(You were here… you were here the whole time.)” He said softly, stooping down and tracing his fingers along the splash stain on the ground. His body felt heavy, as if he was weighted at the throat by a guilty shackle. He regained his footing and gently embraced his friend, ignoring her filthy hair and attempting to be of some comfort.
Suddenly he felt the hair on his neck stand on end, and he let Aava go. His eyes darted about the shadowy room, searching. “Lucifer…”
He took hold of the bottled eyes just beside him in this macabre collection. He held the jar up to his chest and the contents made a sickening sloshing sound like a loose jam. “I know you’re in here!” He shouted at nothing, looking around as if someone was spying on him. Irritated by the lack of response he hurled the jar across the room, only for a disembodied hand to emerge and catch it from the shadows behind a piece of furniture and set it gently on the floor before vanishing into thin air.
“What in the hell is this?!”
“Something you have no right to be angry about.” The shadow’s voice echoed through the room without a clear source. “This is the menagerie of a long-slain coven brother. After his undoing I closed this place off. There are secrets here even I have not seen through, and they’ll be left where they are.” As Lucifer spoke he emerged out of the shadows in the far corner of the room, pulling himself upwards out of the patchy darkness limb by limb.
“Even you haven’t seen through? You mean you don’t know who’s in here?”
“What is in here.” Lucifer corrected. He retrieved the jar he’d caught and crossed the room to return it to the dusty shelf. “I choose to leave it be; it’s for the greater good, for the safety of Redhaven.”
“That’s not your choice to make! Aava was trapped here, and I know—“
“You don’t know!” Lucifer snapped back, making Evren flinch. “If you had it your way you’d break every glass in here until the entire town was overrun with untold monstrosities. I know you don’t give a damn about your own safety, but think of Aava. For God’s sake, think of me!”
Lucifer’s tone softened and he gently brought his hand to Evren’s face. “You know I love you, and it hurts me when you lash out as if I would fail to protect you. Trust me when I say I know better.”
Evren brushed the hand away and looked back at Aava with a sad but hopeful gaze. “(Let’s get out of this awful place, okay?)”
this is serious!! he could be looking for you
Beck peered between the buildings but couldn’t see anyone. She grimaced; maybe they hadn’t gone down that way. She kept driving slowly down the road, peering between the buildings, when suddenly she saw Hayato walking just behind the apartment building by the bar. He was looking for a way in.
holy shit he’s sneaking around the back, i just saw him
whatever you do don’t go outside
Haddie felt completely at ease around the dead, completely in control. The cemetery was a shady paradise, a peaceful altar to the only real god: Death. Every creature that drew breath was fated to die. A malevolent grin crept across the slight man’s face as he turned the thought over in his head; leaning back against a tall tombstone he’d sat down beside he examined his left hand. The thelema, his will, the angel Rakhaniel. His right hand bore a seal of Solomon and the name of the subjugator, Rekhodiah. It was all he needed in permanence to accomplish his tasks.
His peace was disturbed by the sight of bare bones upright in a suit. Scuttling behind the headstone he observed the strange figure. It was certainly undead, and the movement of it’s jawbone suggested it was speaking. Haddie watched suspiciously before he realized the bony man was speaking to a grave. He stood slowly, tightening the right strap on his knapsack and traipsing toward the walking path, keeping a careful eye on this stranger until he was just a few feet behind him.
“What are you?”
Evren looked in disgust and awe at all the jars and displays before his eyes settled on the broken glass on the floor. “(You were here… you were here the whole time.)” He said softly, stooping down and tracing his fingers along the splash stain on the ground. His body felt heavy, as if he was weighted at the throat by a guilty shackle. He regained his footing and gently embraced his friend, ignoring her filthy hair and attempting to be of some comfort.
Suddenly he felt the hair on his neck stand on end, and he let Aava go. His eyes darted about the shadowy room, searching. “Lucifer…”
He took hold of the bottled eyes just beside him in this macabre collection. He held the jar up to his chest and the contents made a sickening sloshing sound like a loose jam. “I know you’re in here!” He shouted at nothing, looking around as if someone was spying on him. Irritated by the lack of response he hurled the jar across the room, only for a disembodied hand to emerge and catch it from the shadows behind a piece of furniture and set it gently on the floor before vanishing into thin air.
“What in the hell is this?!”
“Something you have no right to be angry about.” The shadow’s voice echoed through the room without a clear source. “This is the menagerie of a long-slain coven brother. After his undoing I closed this place off. There are secrets here even I have not seen through, and they’ll be left where they are.” As Lucifer spoke he emerged out of the shadows in the far corner of the room, pulling himself upwards out of the patchy darkness limb by limb.
“Even you haven’t seen through? You mean you don’t know who’s in here?”
“What is in here.” Lucifer corrected. He retrieved the jar he’d caught and crossed the room to return it to the dusty shelf. “I choose to leave it be; it’s for the greater good, for the safety of Redhaven.”
“That’s not your choice to make! Aava was trapped here, and I know—“
“You don’t know!” Lucifer snapped back, making Evren flinch. “If you had it your way you’d break every glass in here until the entire town was overrun with untold monstrosities. I know you don’t give a damn about your own safety, but think of Aava. For God’s sake, think of me!”
Lucifer’s tone softened and he gently brought his hand to Evren’s face. “You know I love you, and it hurts me when you lash out as if I would fail to protect you. Trust me when I say I know better.”
Evren brushed the hand away and looked back at Aava with a sad but hopeful gaze. “(Let’s get out of this awful place, okay?)”
this is serious!! he could be looking for you
Beck peered between the buildings but couldn’t see anyone. She grimaced; maybe they hadn’t gone down that way. She kept driving slowly down the road, peering between the buildings, when suddenly she saw Hayato walking just behind the apartment building by the bar. He was looking for a way in.
holy shit he’s sneaking around the back, i just saw him
whatever you do don’t go outside
Haddie felt completely at ease around the dead, completely in control. The cemetery was a shady paradise, a peaceful altar to the only real god: Death. Every creature that drew breath was fated to die. A malevolent grin crept across the slight man’s face as he turned the thought over in his head; leaning back against a tall tombstone he’d sat down beside he examined his left hand. The thelema, his will, the angel Rakhaniel. His right hand bore a seal of Solomon and the name of the subjugator, Rekhodiah. It was all he needed in permanence to accomplish his tasks.
His peace was disturbed by the sight of bare bones upright in a suit. Scuttling behind the headstone he observed the strange figure. It was certainly undead, and the movement of it’s jawbone suggested it was speaking. Haddie watched suspiciously before he realized the bony man was speaking to a grave. He stood slowly, tightening the right strap on his knapsack and traipsing toward the walking path, keeping a careful eye on this stranger until he was just a few feet behind him.
“What are you?”
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