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Xianobia-Jones
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[2013-07-07 17:33:39 +0000 UTC]
"Burn this fucking world today."
(United States)
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Favourites: 215; Deviations: 13; Watchers: 108
Watching: 106; Pageviews: 8929; Comments Made: 5949; Friends: 106
# Comments
Comments: 5073
carpe noctem. im crying there is nothing about this I dont love.
This poor girl give her a fucking break cheche
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/me teleports in with a big cake "Hey Xono! happy birthday!"
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"Oh, fuck, it's already November?" Laughter came from the girl with the sword, holding the blade casually. "Damn, I knew it was getting cold, but November cold already? Damn."
"Thanks, though. I barely pay attention to the calendar anymore."
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"You should pay attention to time! Having an almost endless supply of it doesn't mean you can waste it!"
He chuckled "We should meet more often, Xono."
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"Almost endless? You do remember who you're talking to, right? The girl who gets in life-or-death situations almost daily. I don't have enough time to pay attention to it." She shrugged, sheathing her sword then crossing her arms. "I'm not gonna waste what little time I may have staring at the calendar."
"But yeah, we barely talk anymore. I don't really stay in one place long enough to be found, I guess."
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he hands her a small crystal, the size of a big pencil "use this to reach me anytime you want.
And if you happen to see Dayke, kiss her face for me"
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[a little less conversation.] hey, happy birthday
Thanks for the pointers on how to rp with blind muses! It really helped in my rps with Gauche XD
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carpe noctem. ah, its the character's birthday, but thanks anyway lol
And yeah, I love rping with all of their characters, and they've really helped me grow as a writer.
I need to RP with you someday im just so busy that I never have time to type up a good starter. <3
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[a little less conversation.] oh yeah, I should've replied ic XD
ikr?? Ell is, like, the most amazing person around here ahaha
Don't worry, I can start! Do you have any ideas?
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carpe noctem. It's fine lol
Ell is great they're the only person from the original RP group that is still active, besides me heh
Eh xia can be found pretty much anywhere, doing most anything. Usually aggressive things. Having her being injured is always a good starter. Whatever youre best at.
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[a little less conversation.] hmm which group would that be? I've considered joining one before, but it turns out you need to be able to draw decently and have a high level of commitment, so nah
alright, I'll keep that in mind, thanks! stay tuned!
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Carpe noctem. it's the group this account is in, which is...
Totally inactive
And the creator invited us all in because she knew us from older groups
SO yeah this group is totally dead Im thinking of doing what Ell did and remake accounts outside this group. (They has like two accounts for every character)
Im active in my government class so I might not get to replying for a few hours until school ends heh
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[a little less conversation.] awww that's sad
But creating accounts from groups sounds great, go for it! I'd love to meet more of your OCs!
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carpe noctem. I can link you to my active OCs. The group is open RP so we can RP with anything, but the accounts are all connected to the owner (it's weird)
Teraira-Agedy
Ari-Kennaid
Lady-Life-RP
Lilith-Meretrix
I have a few others but those are my active ones. Feel free to throw starters at them lol
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[a little less conversation.] I'm sorry but I don't quite get the part about everything being connected to the owner. Does that mean you made the acc for the group beforehand, or...?
Sure thing
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Carpe noctem. Yeah it's really weird... Ummm...
Pretty much, the owner sent each person in the group an invite
Then we send in an app for a character (mostly OCs but there are a few canon characters in the group. All inactive heh)
Then the owner creates the account. So the owner has the username and password and email and all connected to it.
I mean, the owner is really lax and Ell was one of the people making accounts for a little while, so it's not something I worry at all about.
I trust them 10000000%
But like if we ever needed account help or something, one of them could log in and then edit things or if we broke one of the rules (again, really lax rules) they could lock the account temporarily or something
Never happened, that I know of.
Actually, no, I think one guy got his account fully deleted because he was being really dark and creepy and nasty to people who weren't okay with it. Like, I think one was a rape RP and that's just fucked up
That was right before I joined, though, so I never interacted with him.
But not even the owner is active anymore.
I just checked and besides for me, my IRL bestie had her character on a few minutes ago, and one of the old admins, an original members of the group, was on a few days ago. That's literally the only people on in the last few weeks (Besides Ell, who has all their characters on invisible for some reason)
Super long explanation over. lol
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[a little less conversation.] aaahhh I see now! Thanks so much for taking the time to explain all that, it really means a lot to me!
How do I join a group if I wanted to? Do I just turn up like, "hi?"
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carpe noctem. no problem! I enjoy helping people!
as for that question... I don't really know? I've never tried. Owner reached out to me about 3 or 4 years ago. Just find a group that says it's an open group, and reading their rules and stuff then being like 'hi I like this group can I join' seems like a pretty good way though. A lot of groups that I've seen have the process for joining on their group page, so it should be kinda easy.
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[a little less conversation.] ahh I see, but it's the drawing and commitment I'm worried about rip XD
Thanks for the help
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carpe noctem Ive never seen ones that make you draw... Commitment, sure, most say you gotta comment or do SOMETHING like once a week to show you're active, but I've never seen one make you draw. Maybe the one you saw is just weird lol
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[a little less conversation.] like, drawing your character for the app?
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carpe noctem. not for the group im in heh. We had to do a sample RP to show we can write
//flashbacks to how I used to rp
//shudders
But we never had to draw. One person that used to be active (like 3 years ago) used to use a faceclaim for EVERYTHING
and alot of us use anime avatar creators (I have alot of those across my accounts lol)
But nah, I never had to draw. That must be something specific to that group you were looking at.
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[a little less conversation.] I think most of the groups that Ell joins require drawing? idek
but still, can you recommend me any groups?
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carpe noctem. I didn't even know Ell was in other groups ok
I know like no groups here on DA sorry I'm no help there...
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[a little less conversation.] don't worry, it's ok fam
I'll go hunt around!
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carpe noctem. <3
good luck luv.
Also every time I talk to you, all I hear in my head is 'Into You' so thanks
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[a little less conversation.] now that's just sad XD
good luck getting it out of your head, unless you want it there, in which case I'm glad I could help
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get out of my sight. HERE SHIT STARTER COMING RIGHT UPWell fuck if he had to deal with this shit again.
He heard it all - yes, heard. The sound of a sword clashing against something hard, someone making an unearthly shriek, fast steps - almost unearthly... and what was that final thing, dust ? Something crumbling into dust ? What the hell is going on ? Gauche was obviously at the wrong place in the wrong time, and he couldn't make out what was exactly happening since it was... foreign, in a way.
Shades covering his brilliant blues with hazed pupils, he stood there - while he didn't really want to seem like a yokel, he really didn't know what to expect if he dared take one step - or breathe faster than his usual pace, long shoulder-length brunette locks hanging over his shrouded eyes as he stood still, lips parting to call out
"Who's there ?"
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Xia usually bragged that she was a silent, stealthy killer. She knew she was pretty good at being sneaky, but the truth of the matter was... She couldn't hear the noise she made. She could hear the scream of death of the Empousai, but she couldn't hear her sword whistling through the air. She heard the monster's movement, but not her own light steps. She always acted as though no one could hear her, but she was just moderately quieter than most.
So she didn't expect anyone to walk up, out of the pure darkness around her. She knew no one could see what happened, and the only loud sound- to her- was the final, cut off scream. The demigoddess turned, staring at the man through harsh brown eyes. The plastic bottoms of her boots made very soft thuds against the ground, growing slightly closer. A sharp breath was exhaled through her nose as she stared up at him. Then, she sounded like she vanished- complete silence, not even a heartbeat. After a short moment, her breathing restarted, off to his right. When she finally spoke, voice having the type of rasp a sickly person's would have, her smirk was audible in the tone.
"Perhaps a monster. Perhaps not. Who's asking?"
((I love your OOC title thingy you have. Xia's pause and movement was to test if he could see her- because she made the area pure black with her powers- She can barely see him.
A while ago, I did a part of an RP where xia totally mutilated a guy- on the other side of a tent wall. So all that was describable was the sounds, and vague shapes through the thin wall. I feel like it only makes sense to focus more on sounds than on sights with this guy, and it's a fun challenge.
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get out of my sight. thank u im glad u do but i guess im following the trend and i think it looks fancy //SHOT
but thanks for the clarification hue
its hard rping gauche sometimes coz some ppl literally expect him to react to things that he should see but thank u for taking his blindness into consideration //SHOTHe listened to everything - and felt his surroundings. There was certainly something off with this person he had run into, like they were carrying a certain darkness, but he couldn't just make out those details just yet. There's also that smell - god. Where did this person walk out from ? They smelled like a combination of dirt and grime, as well as a smell that distinctly reminded him of his family's farm. Head turned around to face the direction of the voice ( albeit his head was held up just a little bit too high ), he took note of the voice. It was female-sounding that's for sure, but it sounded just a little bit... drawled. And it concerns him a little, but he wasn't going to show it to some random stranger. It was hard to earn Gauche Laurent's compassion, and most people hated him for that.
Not that he cared.
His head was still facing the direction where her voice came from, but of course - darkness or not, he couldn't see her. Which is why he merely cleared his throat, and spoke in his usual low voice - a mixture of mumbling and forcing himself to speak louder. It was a problem really - he disliked having to talk to strangers who emit a strange feel to them, but he needed to know.
"Well you certainly feel like one, but I'm not so sure myself." He grunted, still focusing on her 'direction'. "Just another confused pedestrian who heard something shrieking."
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Xia let her eyes fall shut- her sight was useless here, anyway. It was as dark as parts of her Father's realm here, with shadows clinging to every surface. She had bad sight anyway- though, apparently not as bad as his. She stayed mostly still, swaying slightly without lifting her feet- without having footsteps. She could feel, with her powers, him not staring at her, but above her. She could feel, his confusion. It was amusing to the demigoddess, who thought of humans as stupid, selfish creatures. Why would a scream draw one nearer, instead of pushing it away?
She refocused on him at the sound of him clearing his throat, pushing her thoughts to the side for a moment. Between the soft sound of footsteps and the stronger stench, it was obvious she moved closer. She could relate to the curiosity, though she herself was curious to how far his went.
"Feel like one?" Her voice was still raspy, and the smirk was even stronger in her tone. Soft cracks sounded, possibly her tilting her head to the side, cracking her neck a bit as she stood about two feet away from him. "You feel like more than just some curious mortal." The word was spoken as if it was a disgusting slur, her lips drawn back in a sneer on her voice. "It's unusual for mortals to run towards a scream of pain, not away..."
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Gauche could only wrinkle his nose - the stronger scent only meant that whoever... or whatever it is was coming nearer, and sometimes he cursed his luck with the universe for it. If you only look at people, you could at least maintain a poker face if their appearances are terrible. With smells and hearing ? It was bad. Nevertheless he merely allowed the figure to come close, clutching tight against the walking stick in case he needed something to whack them with. He may hated the aiding tool, but he himself had to admit - sometimes it's good with keeping people away.
"This curious mortal is probably just passing through and heard that scream, so this mortal is at the wrong place at the wrong time." Almost true, but his curiosity was still there. Like him, she carried one of those 'supernatural aura' - except hers was more potent considering that he was originally human. Nevermind cursed or not, he was still human. His tone was literally dripping with sarcasm, but Gauche wasn't exactly known to be a nice person either.
"You speak like you're some sort of divine being. And sounded like having just crawled out of a pit barely alive, if I'm being completely honest."
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She felt his energy flare, showing some strong emotion. She didn't need her powers to guess that it was disgust. She couldn't have smelled pleasant- she did just come from checking on the entrance to Tartarus. She didn't need to see his face scrunch up to know he wasn't too pleased with her proximity. But did she actually care? No, not really. She was a bit frustrated with the darkness of the area, but when her powers went rampant, they went... well, really, really, rampant. Of course, she guessed his disability, so she wasn't cruel enough to complain about it out loud.
"Wrong place, wrong time?" A soft snicker, slightly muffled- her fist over her mouth, perhaps? "Isn't that the tale of all human existence?" A much less soft and muffled laugh. She hummed slightly at his observation, a soft little sound of amusement. Then a gasp of false insult at his less kind observation. Her voice turned high pitched, a barely contained smile in her words as she tried to sound hurt. "Crawled out of a pit? Why, how rude!" The falsetto dropped as she laughed again, though the laugh was much more at him than it had been before. "And really, devine depends on your definition. The politically correct term would be 'pagan being', I think. Or, really, 'half-pagan being', technically." It was easy to imagine her stance based on the small footstep to the side- widening her stance- and the soft sound of her fingers brushing against each other- closer to him than the sound of her feet. She was likely pointing a finger at him, as if she was accusing him- or a really rude teacher. "And as for 'crawling out of a pit, barely alive'... Both of those are correct. Though, it was more of an interpretation of Hell than a pit, but hey, close enough."
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"Please. It's part of the reasons why I left humanity." It was a lie - a lie that escaped his lips ever so smoothly. How many times had he lied about why he sold his soul to the demon ? And every time he does, he always rigged the story to the point most people can't determine the reason anyway. But his friends knew better.
Listening to her explanation, his logical mind started processing the details - pagan being. The thing that instantly crossed his mind was Gods of the Roman and Greek mythology, but that can't be true... can it ?
He has no belief for gods, but that would be hypocritical of him to believe in the existence of angels and demons but not God - or gods, whoever it is up there that control the forces.
"Right," he murmured, seeming to doubt her words, but her air stated otherwise. Whatever she is, they were certainly akin. "Like Dante's journey into Inferno, totally. And I thought the people around me couldn't get any weirder."
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"Left humanity?" A soft laugh, condescending. "You don't seem inhuman..." Quiet footsteps circled him, predatory. "You don't smell inhuman." The darkness had faded, light breaking through past her weakened, tired powers. "You don't look inhuman. Of course, I've met many monsters in human skins..." Her footsteps stopped back infront, where she
She watched his face as he tried to piece together her words, soft snickering coming from her a moment later. "Don't worry, I''m sure I'll spoil the details later." She had the smirk on her lips again, sounding a bit haughty and rather annoying to listen to. "As long as you keep an open mind to all this... I've heard of lots of people going absolutely insane from learning reality." Her tone may have been haughty and annoying, but there was an underlying certainty, an odd sort of seriousness.
"Ah, Inferno, Purgatorio, e Paradiso? La Divina Commedia. It is ironic, isn't it, that a child of Apollo wrote a very influential book about Christianity?" Her words narrowed her likliest origin to Greek or Roman (as Apollo had the same name in both pantheons).
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"What - you want me to grow horns or maybe wear medieval clothing to imply I'm not ?" His sarcastic nature was starting to take over - especially since she seemed to be... well, at least that was what he felt. It was as if she was testing him - studying every inch, pushing, challenging. And he was starting to dislike this. True enough, he was starting to get absolutely annoyed. "Sorry if I don't fit your criteria, but I guess that gives me an element of surprise, no ?" His voice which started low and seeming to be reluctant earlier was now more audible, albeit still retaining its baritone quality but now interlaced with a hint of displeasure. Pushing a few strands of chestnut brown hair from his face, his head seemed to move about slowly - as if he was attuning himself to his surroundings.
Gauche listened closely as she spoke, detecting occasional hints and jolts of memories. As much as he disliked it, while he had a logical mind, it was quite flexible - he would never reject the ideas of supernatural entities or cosmic energies - just like what he had experienced when he sold his soul to a demon. So when she uttered these words, his inner mechanisms were already working on a solution. The first thing his mind guessed was Greek however, since he heard about Greek legends more than Roman as a teenager. But this person was making no sense. He was starting to get more ticked every second. "Dante Alighieri is a Fiorentian -"he grunted, scratching his cheek as his logical side concluded his thoughts. "I don't recall him being a child of Apollo, and even then I don't care about a dead poet. I'm a logician, not an artisan. And I certainly don't understand what gibberish you're talking about. You're either being condescending or just plain crazy right now."
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"I did just say I know many monsters who look human." A laugh, bitter and cold, and a little bit of do not push warning of insanity. "They're the most dangerous." Her tone implied she knew alot about the subject- and that is was a dangerous one. Her smirk grew, though, listening to his annoyance. It was always the best way to get a feel for a person, seeing what made them angry. She watched his motions closely, being almost silent when she wasn't moving or speaking. She considered playing around- shadowtraveling around him and waiting to see if he could guess where she was- but pushed that aside. She could be a total bitch later.
His aura was odd, she could tell without even looking at it. The colors, bright in most people, were dull and muddy in his. She let her eyes turn black- though he wouldn't be able to be startled by it, unfortunately for her- and watched the colors shift around as he thought. At his words, she nodded- then remembered he was blind. "Yes, he was. He was also Roman. By ethnicity, not nationality." Her words were calm, a hint of amusement in them- she liked watching him try to grasp reality (as she saw it). "He was a son of the Roman version of Apollo. A demigod." She laughed at the accusation of her lack of sanity, a loud smack coming- Either her hitting her knee, or clapping, or some movement of amusement. "Oh, I'm both of those. And I'm right. You mortals never get to see the truth, it's so funny to watch you work it out. Why would you know of him being a child of Apollo? Most history books removed the gods from them!" Her tone sounded amused, but also like she was trying to guide him. "The thing you heard scream? That was one of the Greek monsters of old. They still exist. The gods still exist. Demigods, like myself, still exist." She laughed again, lighter than before even. "I don't really care if you do believe me. In fact, many of them will likely be angry that I am telling these things to mortals. I just can't get over how little humans understand- How blind your entire species is!" She didn't specifically mean him, as it was a phrase she used often, and she probably barely noticed.
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At the her insult regarding mortals, he made a small snort, listening to every word before it slowly turned into a snide chuckle. He was amused by how condescending and arrogant she sounded - his hand was itching to just give her a good whack with his walking stick, but he kept his calm. It was as if this person was trying to provoke him and get a reaction, but if there's one thing that Gauche was explicitly good at, it was controlling his temper. For sure - even his facial expression was that of a constant misery and seeming to lack any excitement or visible emotion. Just a perpetual state of dreaminess, or maybe even lost.
Whatever. This person is making little to no sense at all. As much as he hated to admit it... he kinda missed the simple minds of his family. If he was asked to spend another minute with this... this... P'tit christ ( little bastard ) -
"Well, good news, I'm already am blind." It was his turn to speak in a mocking tone, but sarcasm overpowers the mock. "People only want to see what they want to believe, so who fucking cares. I don't care if you're a demigod or a god or any of those fancy beings -" he made a small tap on the ground with the walking stick, then continued in that mocking tone, with a small smug smirk, "What's the matter now, no mortal worshipping whatever god it is you represent ? Feeling the need to have your ego stroked but none to feed you with it ?"
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She watched his aura flare- anger and annoyance under the surface. She had to admit, if the roles were reversed, she wouldn't be as controlled as he was. His facial expression gave almost nothing away, where she would have been raging by now. It was kinda impressive, honestly.
"At least you have an excuse, then." She paused a beat from the aggressive sarcasm, but bounced back quickly. She listened to his words, laughing after he was done. "Can you guess why demigods are born? Like, our purpose in life?" She didn't leave much room for a reply. "To worship the gods. They create us to fuel their own egos. So you're accusing me of doing the same thing that I tried to destroy the gods for..." She paused, taking a few steps to the side- pacing? "Food for thought, there, buddy." She paused speaking again, standing still once more. "I honestly just like seeing how people react to reality. Some people reject it, continue on with their normal lives, eventually forgetting anything else exists. Some people fully accept it, see the world for what it is, and grow with that knowledge. And some people- like how I see you reacting right now- are really fuckin' confused and don't understand. Which is normal."
Her words came nearer, but moved past him, standing between him and the entry to the alley she had been in. "I'll let you in on a little fact, right now, though. The creature you heard scream, the Empousa, they rarely hunt alone. Can you hear it coming? You might wanna get out of the way." Soft footsteps- one leg heavy and clomping, the other sounding almost hollow and metallic- came nearer, ringing out in the silence that Xia left. "And since you obviously don't care about my world, you might as well tell me about yours while I butcher this beast. You said you left humanity?" She pulled her sword from it's sheath, the metal making a soft sound as it moved. "I do wish you could see this. Then you'd realize how right I really am. A shame, really."
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((AHHHHH CILLIAN
AHHHHHH
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oh, bollocks. bACK TO RUIN MORE LIVES 💃💃💃💃
I NEED TO SPAM U THIS NEEDS TO BE A MISSION BUT IM NOT CREATIVE WITH STARTERS, RIP.
PLANNING TO WRITE AN OPEN ONE IF UR INTERESTED IN THAT :"^ )
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((I'm on a 1 day vacay now so when I get back tomorrow I'll send some starters.
Just like.. either comment here or note me all your active accounts ok and I will fricking send you links to our active RPs with Jackson and Vince ok
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oh, bollocks. my active ones are pretty much this one ( lets see how long that lasts lmao ), Vincent ( oh boi i have muse by my hands are lazy ), Jackass but also austxre but u dont know him //SHOT
Im also in the middle of study week so delay delay delay lmao rip :^ )
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((REPLY ON VINCE THO
I love how their interaction is going so far ok
I dont got much for Cillian interaction ideas sadly and Jackson (Or rather Jacky) already has an RP with xia (And tera that I have to reply to)
but this new guy ooo
Lynn would be fun to RP with him. She's the Queen's Guarddog, bane of Scotland Yard because shes better than them (Thanks to the perverted demon)
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[ verschwinde ] :: sORRY FOR THIS LAME THING HATo finally have a vacation from the reaping was quite refreshing, to say the least. The 'organization' has been less intense, the people are no longer doubting, there's no more manipulation or people abusing their powers... well, except him. Abusing in a sense that he was having fun with it, at least. Like right now. Sitting by the shores on an empty beach ( empty since he had mind-controlled everyone to just leave ), he was sipping through a tall glass of orange juice, heterochromic eyes covered by his sunglasses. It would probably been sunbathing had it not been for the fact that it was sunset, and that he was having his clothes on. He was dressed in normal clothes as opposed to his usual 'S&M outfit' or so Cillian had referred to it. No, just a simple two layered shirt, jeans and converses. Just relaxing while observing the sun, and when it gets dark it's finally his 'time of the day'.
"Damn - I should've done this whole leader business earlier - this feels fucking good."
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((Typing on the phone because I really wanna reply while the muse is high
ITS NOT LAME ITS ENOUGH LUV))
The demigoddess wasn't big about water. In fact, she was mildly afraid of it- Poesidon really wasn't her biggest fan. However, the gods say 'jump' and demigods say 'how high'. The angry girl stompped onto the shore, a few open scratches littering her arms and face. The demigoddess wore a tank top and shorts, with bandages covering her legs, entirely drenched in water. She kept angrily stomping, muttering to herself in Greek, too quiet to be understood but loud enough to tell she was pissed. As she got closer, her words were easier to understand- something about a stupid uncle asking her to do stupid things. The demigoddess casually threw herself in the sand a few feet away from the man, then put her hand over her eyes.
"You know, most people would be worried about a girl coming out of the ocean mysteriously. Of course, I shouldn't hold you to such standards." Her lips tilted up a bit, turning her head slightly and uncovering her eyes while sitting up slightly, looking at him. "Been a while, Vincent." With that, she flipped back down, groaning slightly when she hit the sand again.
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"It would be concerning -" a small smirk formed onto his face as he paused for a while to drink from the class with a crazy straw, "If I know you're human and a child for real, but we all know you're not, and old enough to use the bedside potty." That was a lame joke on his part of course - he does have a small lick of concern for her due to the fact that most of the things she does is near-suicidal, but if she wants to devote her life to the pagan gods ( or that's what he refers to them as - a true agnostic at the highest level ), so be it.
Besides, her soul isn't under his responsibility.
"It has been a while." He agreed, pushing down the sunglasses just a little bit so the colour of his eyes peeked out from behind the dark material a little. "I'd say I missed you but that'd be a complete lie." Sighing heavily while raising the glass, he continued, "The reapers needed some very drastic changes ! I've been busy doing just that -" Raising a brow bridge while looking at her, he snorted. "Glad to see some things never change as well."
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"Okay, listen here, you're the old geezer here." Her tone was almost serious, if it wasn't for the quiet laugh after their words. "Asshat." She found the man easy to talk with, finding humor in their taunts and jokes. After all she'd done, few gave her the time of day to be amusing. And the gods certainly didn't like giving her free time.
But hey, she wouldn't complain too much- there were some perks.
"It has..." At his next words, she sat up a bit again, playfully glaring. "As I said- Asshat." She stuck her tongue out at him for a second, but put a curious look on her face at the mention of reapers. "Oh? Can't just say that and not elaborate. Or, rather, you can, but you're not mean enough to leave me hanging, right?" Her voice was joking, know that if he didn't want to talk about something, she wasn't a strong enough telepath to get a single feeling from him. "Glad? I am dying of boredom here, Vince. Dying." She flopped again, dramatically throwing herself back into the sand.
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