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[2019-02-08 20:50:55 +0000 UTC]
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— ❝ How can any of you defeat me, when I’ve already won? ❞
ooc. indie, semi-selective michael langdon from american horror story.
reply here only please. ♡
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"which one?"
(i.) the red haired witch held out two different dresses to the anticrhist. if she was going to this fancy party, she was going to try to look her best.
(ii.) the robed rosie holds out a black and a dark blue dress. she raises her brow at the blond man, smirking slightly.
"well?"
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x | having been watching rosie patiently on how she dressed up and all, a small smirk adorned the antichrist's features. it didn't take long before he opted for the black dress, briefly pointing at it. maybe his choice wasn't so surprising; it was black, appeared to be form fitting and exposed some skin. the blue one was very pretty as well, but michael simply preferred the black one. it was quite enticing.
" This along with your red lips.. you will be the only eyecatcher at this party. "
x | he complimented with a charming smile of his, casually unfolding his arms when he seated himself on a chair.
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"how did i know that you'd pick that one?"
(i.) rosemary teases the antichrist with a charming wink before she slinks back into her bathroom, still a bit nervous to be almost naked in front of the blond man. she closes the door behind her before slipping the robe off her body. she dressed, fluffing her red curls softly and checking her makeup. the only thing she really needed help with was zipping up the black dress.
(ii.) the redheaded woman pokes her head out of the bathroom, stepping out and turning her back to the antichrist.
"would you mind?"
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x | women and their time they spent to get dolled up was apparently not a phenomenon. michael has never thought rosemary was one of them, after all she was a natural beauty. if anything, makeup simply emphasized her beauty. the male's eyes shifted up to the witch who could use a helping hand with her dress. she looked absolutely stunning.
" The dress is looking beautiful on you. "
x | the antichrist had to add this before he went ahead to zip up the black dress for her. he did it in a slow pace, kind of teasing the woman with that while he enjoyed the view. when almost done, michael gently brushed her hair away to fully zip up the dress, a touch as light as a feather. he was doing it on purpose.
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(i.) shivers erupted down her spine at his light touch, her stomach bursting into butterflies. the woman smiles to herself, her skin flushing. he knows exactly what he's doing. rosie managed to control her breathing, sure to not give away how attracted she was to this handsome man.
(ii.) once her dress is fully zipped, she turns to face michael, a slow smile on her lips.
"thank you"
"you look as good as always"
(iii.) the woman gently caressed his cheek, wanting to kiss him badly, but she fought the urge. so she merely passed him, finding a pair of black heels and slipping them on.
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x | her touch was so satisfying, causing his mind to almost wish for more.. naturally, he knew she fought the urge to kiss him, and even if it was surprising she could resist, he tried the same. after all, two can play this game. michael watched her for a moment before reaching for his black coat, putting in on with a faint satisfied smirk.
" How do people call it? Matching clothes? "
x | a soft chuckle came from him as he casually took hold of rosemary's jacket, ready to throw it over her slender shoulders. he's been waiting until she got everything together she needed for the party.
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(i.) the woman smoothed out her dress. she couldn't help but be nervous. this was a thing for michael, not her. she didn't know who was going to be there or what they'd be like. yet as long as michael was by her side, rosemary would be fine.
(ii.) rosie smiles gently, turning to face the man.
"is it really that hard to match with black?"
(iii.) she holds her hand out for the antichrist to take.
"you ready?"
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x | michael offered the redhead a small smile in return. well, she wasn't wrong. there was nothing that didn't match with black. a light nod was given as he was ready, still took a brief look around, just in case. he couldn't say he was thrilled to meet with all these rich people who actually wanted the armageddon, but that was why he brought rosie along. he needed advice.
x | the male took hold of her hand, smirking somewhat. time to party.
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(i.) once his hand grasped her's they were transported outside of some fancy large hall. the redheaded woman arches a brow at the marble columns and beautiful chandelier. popular music blasted throughout the corridor. well this was obviously some sort of vip party, one for the elite. she already felt out of place and they hadn't met anyone else yet.
(ii.) rosemary looks up at michael, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes. she was flattered that michael wanted to bring her along, but she felt insecure. just how rich were these people?
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x | michael glanced back at the witch, reassuring her with a small smile that there was nothing to worry about. his supporters may be rich, and invest in his project, but half of them were just a bunch of assholes. he took her hand before heading inside, to where they quickly got greeted by a redheaded and dominant woman. her features were stern, maybe even a bit too arrogant.
" Mr. Langdon~. Mr. Pfister and Mr. Nutter are expecting you at the lounge. "
x | actually these two were the last he wanted to see, but there was no chance to ignore them. the antichrist didn't say anything, merely gave a light nod when moving on with rosie. he leaned in a bit to the woman at his side, his voice lightly peeved but not too loud.
" These two are a bunch of coked out nerds. Don't be too shocked when seeing them. "
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(i.) rosemary didn't even get a chance to look around before a woman approached michael. she had a certain attitude about her that the photographer has seen numerous times. celebrities, models, designers...some of them resembled the stern woman perfectly. rich people.
(ii.) the witch arches a brow at michael, gently squeezing his hand. his quick description of the men caused rosemary to smirk playfully.
"is nutter seriously his last name? that kinda sucks"
(iii.) rosie was merely trying to cheer up the antichrist. he didn't seem too keen on chatting with these two, the least she could do was crack a quick joke before meeting the so called nerds. yet when michael lead her into the lounge, rosie glances up at michael. one thought was clear in her mind, wow, he was right.
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👀
the sinners have returned
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hell yes it's about time 👀
a few witches are still waiting to face death
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(/frowns at the other, peering at him from behind his glasses)
(/since when did adam look like an edgy 25-year-old college student who hadn't slept since 1984?)
" Oi, hey, you. There's already an Antichrist, y'miss the memo or something? "
" No use in pretending you're all scary anymore. World's ending. "
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x | a gaze as cold as ice greeted the demonic presence upon those confusing words. the antichrist appeared to be unfazed, though internally he was a tad confused. what was he even talking about?
" I don't think I have time for comedians, but what is the meaning of your strange talk? "
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" I'm not a damn comedian, I'm a demon. "
" And you know what I'm talking about, you're not the Antichrist. "
" I met him, he's a little kid named Adam, not an edgy teenager, or however old you are; you humans all look the same. "He gestured dismissively at that last sentence. Even if Crowley wouldn't admit it, he was a bit unnerved by the other's gaze, but he was mostly just in a grumpy mood. Humans, always trying to pretend they were something they weren't.
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( ooc. ) umm just dropping by to say that i really want to revive rosie <3
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ooc. girl you should totally do it <33 i approve
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(ooc.) 👀👀
maybe tomorrow i'll be able to revive her (^:
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ooc. awesome 👀 take your time
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Well I do like horror!♡ Count me in!
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ooc. well you're greatly invited to meet the antichrist :^
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ooc. lmao i have no clue why, maybe it's fate
but thank you!! your muse seems really interesting as well
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ooc. that could explain a lot pff
you're quite welcome dear !
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{{ Yeah~
Would you like to plot a RP? }}
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ooc. of course, i'm always up for some plotting. already got something in mind?
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ooc. that could work actually, mind starting?
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"My, my, aren't you something?"
(/) The fox asked as he trotted up from behind him, ending up walking beside him. He had this godly presence about him, he was more powerful then he let off. He had this sly, big smirk on his face as he looked up at the antichrist with glittering red-brown eyes. He also spoke with this accent that sounded almost like he was from the 1920's, but he was much older than that.
"Names Todd, at your service~"
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ooc. OHHHH i love him and only him
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ooc. ME TOO i just have a thing for smooth evil boys
also another warlock?? these two have to meet
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"hey..um....dude are you okay?"
(i.) letty wasn't a stranger to dark and brutal sights, but this guy seriously looked fucked up. all that blood, that ominous energy...something was off about him. for once, scarlett wasn't sure if she was speaking to a human or a spirit.
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x | just sitting there on a park bench, clad in black but with blood adorned all over his form, the antichrist's cold gaze shifted up to the girl who had approached him. hell, he hasn't felt this good in a long time. the warlocks may be dead but who cares anyway? the witches of course, but they will be next.
" Of course I am. "
x | why shouldn't he? blood was just another accessory to him, and for some reason he did wear it horrifyingly well. of course he took note that the girl pointed at his clothes with her question, offering her a faint smirk.
" I just took care of a few annoyances. "
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"uhhh...right..."
(i.) it was obvious that letty wasn't sure how to approach this situation, she probably shouldn't of even talked to this guy. she was just a kid...hell scarlett knew that this man was bad news just by looking at him. but she stuck around. that aura of his was just...something she's never felt before.
"well..uhh...if you're good then i'll just head on home"
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x | steel blue eyes narrowed ever so slightly. the longer the girl kept standing there the more she piqued the antichrist's curiosity. there was something different about her but he couldn't tell right off the bat what exactly made her so different. her comment left him a tad amused as he already knew she was too curious for just leaving.
" Or you just keep staring at me in hope that I'm gonna tell you what I did and what I am. "
x | evil was rather active within him at this point, causing him to see fleetingly what was going on in that little mind of hers. michael's head tilted lightly, a brow lifting at her.
" You aren't normal yourself, are you? "
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"what makes you say that?"
(i.) despite every fiber of her being telling her to go, he caught her interest. the medium glances over the man adorned in blood, her nails digging into the soft flesh of her palm. those big, green eyes of her's kept the stranger in check. who knows what form of psycho this guy was...
"you don't know me"
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" No, I don't "
" But you're as readable as a book. "
x | a soft haughty snort escaped the antichrist before a small smirk tugged at his lips. even though he was able to see many things in her mind he refrained to go any further. he saw enough. arms had been casually folded when leaning back against the bench, sharp eyes still focused at the medium. now what was the girl going to do?
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(i.) the brunette narrows her eyes, placing her hands upon her hips.
"wow, someone's kinda an asshole"
(ii.) the medium didn't like the vibes coming from this guy. something was telling her to leave...
"do you mind telling me who the hell you are?"
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x | asshole? he's pretty certain he's heard that one before. a single brow lifted ever so slightly at the girl, the small previous smirk gone by now.
" Just a Monster to some, and Michael to others. "
x | he really couldn't have told her more accurately. just a tiny smirk came back upon seeing the girl's expression, a tad amused.
" And who are you? "
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ooc. Jen, I’m back again with yet another soft and pure muse 😩
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ooc. the purest of them all. padme deserved better bUT i still love ani to bits 😔 after all these years i still live for anidala tbh
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ooc. she did but she had a good story up until the end so gg padme. and i will forever stan anidala too
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ooc. she did and also does have some damn great kids amen.
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