Rockette

&&𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒑.

@Majoras End //


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&&𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒑.

@Majoras End - admittedly I've been away and busy, but, I'll take this under my list of things to do.

The Spirits Within / Silversky

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With fingers poised absently in delicate ministrations, Evelina was hardly known to the other occupants permeating the room within spiritual quantities of their own. Emotional disturbances bled abundantly within hues of glimmering carmine and hued down violets, queerly meshing betwixt brilliant qualities of colour and bidding roseate eyes from the arachnid curiously still aside its' master. She had risen to full stature, overlapping gestures at her front and regarded the man with his voice and candor gushing with pure emote the hue of infernos and sweltering flame. His baritone was coated with bite and bleeding, scarlet tinged on those teeth and hosted a ruthless and brutish beauty that stirred a swelling of warrior intrigue through her scrutiny. Such vocalizations were lost upon her upbringing, sired upon cooling words and delicate dalliances of the voice of prayer and faith. Eveline admired the barbarism of his very intrigue, he was a blemish upon the world, rose coloured and jagged; almost blasphemous and damning.

"Hmm..." Canting her head to the conversation at hand, and effectively dismissing her consensus with a flicker of blonde tresses, Evelina's gaze bloomed to mauve undertones whilst she cast her stare onto another. Did they not know? Those present were a considerable balm to the weeping reds of the other Guardian - she deduced such upon the sheer amount of power within the foyer - and was entirely grateful for the momentary reprieve from admirable rage. Here there existed a wealth of brooding sapphires, punctuated by violets and cupped delicately by hues of moss and emerald, wed to an irony of turbulent peace. Mysterious as the myriad of sea creatures clustered about his crown, she mused and found a kindred swelling stirring within her breast, and almost beamed. However, a brow lifted, minute and briefly, and her expression was toned pale in complexity.

"Consent? You didn't come of your own accord?" Such a revelation was vexing, as Evelina had been waiting upon the docks in Insomnia for nearly a day and a half before the U.D.F had come to collect. She had known their arrival would come, and awaited as the regal creature she was, or had been, she amended swiftly.

"I've come at my own desire," Evelina admitted, proffering her full profile. "Such was just simply meant to be, as you are now here, and thus have also been meant for this. As we all are."

"And lo', I looked into that darkness the Gods had cast me unto to, and loathe my heart might've been, yonder such was a light, beautiful and knowing, and knew I did, that I had been chosen."

☣ F A L L O U T : Genesis [High-Casual] ☣

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Gross.

There was a particular odor that came with tainted blood and matter, something that boiled black and phosphorescent green within the pitch of darkness and coiled thicky through scraps of fur and warped hide. Vix's expression fixated into a scowl whilst hunched over the dying mutt beneath her and barked out a cough that covered the gag choking her throat in a vice. One never got used to the smell of radiated things, and even her experiences working with drug-addled dogs and snarling beasts did nothing to filter the stench now permeating her knives sunk hilt deep into ribs and flank. She shucked both out with a sickening slick sound of wrenching alloy and bone and promptly used the already stained grass to wipe her blades free of gunk, and shined them swiftly against the dusted leather of her trousers. An easy victory, Vix thought with a furrowed brow, almost a little too easy. She recalled old strategy that saw to initial waves being meager pawns and fodder to adrenalize their enemies before the bigger guns, in a sense, came tearing down the opposition. That sphere of dread was still bundled at the base of her spin and sent slivers of dread tracking up her back. When Sylvia cast her light upon Rocket suspended above their crowns, weapon clutched and looking, well, unscathed for the most part, Vix twirled one knife through her dexterous gesture and pointed.

"Well hey Princess, how the hell did you manage that?" She inquired none too gently, pointedly motioning her blade to the rope looped around her ankle. "I'll cut you down, but don't expect me to catch you." Vix was ultimately prepared to do just that, when, with a ping somewhere behind her glaring lobe, she thought; where the fuck is the guy who would catch her? As per his duty and regulated sense of occupation, the ex-Raider panned her eye around the clearing, searching for the still absent Soldier.

"Actually, what the fuck happened. And where is-" Again, her instincts swelled full into overdrive, for dogs were one thing and easily dispatched, but the warped bears of pink and diseased flesh capped barely by tufts of oozing black that reeked of carrion and taint was founded into another category altogether.

Ah, crap.

Vix was not one for the initiative in the circumstances of taking charge against a Yao Guai, she had seen them shred barriers and comrades apart like mere cloth and wet paper sobbed in blood. There was little to stop the charge of a raging bear, and warped creatures like Yao Guai bore an aggression streak miles wider than her own, and that was saying something. She was entirely grateful with Sylvia taking the initial assault, with Felix following behind in attempt to disable its movements, and - he still made her cringe because why he couldn't he just be some human - followed by the report of a shotgun, Vix did what she did best. She hoisted her arms back, muscles bunched and taut and flung out her knives, aiming for the massive head swinging around with frothing jowls pried open in a vicious roar of fury.

The Blighted Kingdom

Got a day off tomorrow [ i.e technically later today ] and got a schedule to get my character out of the concept stage. Luckily it's piling together nicely. Till then.

The Spirits Within / Silversky

Got another day off tomorrow [ i.e technically later today ] and have a schedule to get an Eve post out in the evening. Till then!

&&𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚.

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paramorlian histories museum.

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The Blighted Kingdom

@Roman //
I know you've got sheets to review and a lot more world expansion details, i.e factions and all. but, do me a favour and expand on the Mountain-Brave with me? Mostly in regards to the particular trials you briefly mentioned. I have some simplified ideas, terribly spartan and medieval really, but I'd like to get some generalized feed back about them.

My concept is loosely relative to the mountains and Mornfell, so.

The Blighted Kingdom

I've finally settled on a concept after some odd hours of brain stewing, picture searches and such.
can't guarantee a potential time frame, but I'm drafting as we speak. //

&&𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒑.

@Arya10108909 - no worries dear, I had fallen behind due to work, so I only had a little bit started. sorry to hear about the role play closing down though.