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Reblog if you wouldn't mind some curious anons

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Abaddon smiled beneath his helm, the black entrails of misty force seeping from the seams in his armour as he observed the conversation ahead of him. The demands of the estate had kept him significantly preoccupied for many weeks now and just when he had thought he had an opportunity to meditate and relax a little, the mists of fate had pulled at the edges of his mind, indicating the impending arrival of an old Acquaintance. Auraine was much as Abaddon recalled her, tall and lean, bearing bright eyes and a demeanour that indicated capability if not confidence. Letting another moment pass on by, Abaddon stepped from the underbrush much to the surprise of the guard Bartholomew who turned sharply and was mid way through barking an order when he stood at attention. "My lord, I..." Abaddon cute him off with a raised, gauntleted hand. "It is quite alright Bartholmew, Lady Auraine was not on the list of expected guests today and you acted as the Hosue requires. However, Lady Auraine was expected by me as of a few moments ago." He gives Auraine the smallest nod of acknowledgment as he speaks, briefly redirecting his glowing starlight blue eyes to her as he does so. "Now, open the gate." Abaddon commands, turning his attention back to the guard. After a moment the great Iron gates swung open and Auraine turned to Auraine, "Shall we walk lady Auraine?" Abaddon began, indicating for her to follow him into the grounds of Avernus.

Some time had passed since Abaddon and Auraine’s meeting in the woods and their walk. Auraine had not seen Lord Avernus since then, nor had she been anywhere nearby; the drama with the alternate Invoker had ensured that. However, she had inquired with Invoker about visiting an acquaintance in the area, and he had opened a portal for her to traverse back and forth to where she pleased in the area, a safe distance from his tower. 

And so Auraine had carefully baked some honeyed bread and moon cakes, wrapped them in a box, and stepped through the portal. The portal had whisked her through the ether and let her out not far from the town Invoker and she had resided on the edge of until recently. 

The walk to House Avernus took a while, but Auraine did not mind. Her body was used to the long road, feet calloused, legs strong. What she carried now was light compared to what she used to bear.

Within the hour she could see the borders of the Avernus estate. She had never been this close before, keeping a cautious distance. But she had met Lord Abaddon, and her curiosity had gotten the better of her.  Auraine made no attempt to hide herself as she strode towards the gate. She could already see the guards had clocked her movements and location and were watching her carefully, though had not made a move to intercept her. A few minutes later she stood before the gate, and one of the guards had stepped forwards to speak to her.

“Halt. State your name and business,” one said firmly. Auraine obeyed, coming to a stop. “Oh, uhm.” Auraine had not entirely rehearsed this part, her trip here being somewhat of a lark. She scratched her chin. “My name is Auraine. I wanted to drop by and see if Abaddon was around. We met sometime back and he was kind to me and taught me a little bit about the forest flora and fauna so I wanted to repay the kindness."  "You will refer to him as ‘Lord’ Avernus,” the guard corrected firmly. “Do you have an appointment?” “Uh…” Auraine frowned. “No…but…” Her attention briefly wandered to the space between the bars of the gate, though the guard speaking snapped her back into focus. “I’m afraid Lord Avernus has not informed us of the existence or permitted entry of an 'Auraine.’” The guard tapped his fingers on the polearm he held.  “Now, begone with you."  "Can’t I at least leave these moon cakes and honeyed bread for him?” Auraine piped, biting her lip, her voice rising a bit. The conversation continued, and neither of them seemed to notice the movement in the courtyard behind the gate that would suggest the presence of another…

#Dota 2 #roleplay #wow #astralfox0893

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Some time had passed since Abaddon and Auraine's meeting in the woods and their walk. Auraine had not seen Lord Avernus since then, nor had she been anywhere nearby; the drama with the alternate Invoker had ensured that. However, she had inquired with Invoker about visiting an acquaintance in the area, and he had opened a portal for her to traverse back and forth to where she pleased in the area, a safe distance from his tower. 

And so Auraine had carefully baked some honeyed bread and moon cakes, wrapped them in a box, and stepped through the portal. The portal had whisked her through the ether and let her out not far from the town Invoker and she had resided on the edge of until recently. 

The walk to House Avernus took a while, but Auraine did not mind. Her body was used to the long road, feet calloused, legs strong. What she carried now was light compared to what she used to bear.

Within the hour she could see the borders of the Avernus estate. She had never been this close before, keeping a cautious distance. But she had met Lord Abaddon, and her curiosity had gotten the better of her.  Auraine made no attempt to hide herself as she strode towards the gate. She could already see the guards had clocked her movements and location and were watching her carefully, though had not made a move to intercept her. A few minutes later she stood before the gate, and one of the guards had stepped forwards to speak to her.

"Halt. State your name and business," one said firmly. Auraine obeyed, coming to a stop. "Oh, uhm." Auraine had not entirely rehearsed this part, her trip here being somewhat of a lark. She scratched her chin. "My name is Auraine. I wanted to drop by and see if Abaddon was around. We met sometime back and he was kind to me and taught me a little bit about the forest flora and fauna so I wanted to repay the kindness."  "You will refer to him as 'Lord' Avernus," the guard corrected firmly. "Do you have an appointment?" "Uh..." Auraine frowned. "No...but..." Her attention briefly wandered to the space between the bars of the gate, though the guard speaking snapped her back into focus. "I'm afraid Lord Avernus has not informed us of the existence or permitted entry of an 'Auraine.'" The guard tapped his fingers on the polearm he held.  "Now, begone with you."  "Can't I at least leave these moon cakes and honeyed bread for him?" Auraine piped, biting her lip, her voice rising a bit. The conversation continued, and neither of them seemed to notice the movement in the courtyard behind the gate that would suggest the presence of another...

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"She is stalwart individual and I have no doubt she will be a great addition to the cause. Although," Abaddon added hesitantly, "that whistling is rather pervasive."

“Fiiiine, I suppose Marci brings some interesting tricks with her after all. What say the rest of you? I imagine Silencer has finally found the ideal lane partner, hehe.”

#it's you! #when are we all getting a shot in that magic box show #love marci though

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Whenever I used to see peoppe incrediably depressed in media. I would alwaya find the costant up and down of those depressed to be a little exagerated. They would be cooking and then tearing up for a couple of minutes before composing themselves and carrying on.

All day, well now I know it's accurate. I am surviving my day to day stuff, in some moments I am even happy! But then I remember my marriage is over, my heart aches.

I have even realised I don't really belong anywhere, I am not really a part of any community strongly and right now, that isolation hurts.

#divorce stuff #ooc #sorry #only place I can write this #i am not expecting answers #just needed to vent

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AMA - send short starters or questions

#dota 2 #anything goes #doing longer threads tomorrow

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The greymages would like to know about your dating life, Lord Avernus. Please do enlighten us.

Abaddon leaned back in his red upholstered chair and sipped at a small glass of spirit that he had been enjoying for some time now. "You ask a very personal topic greymage, though I suspect you could find most of the information from the servants of the House for it is quite known I have not found a wife yet. At least, not a soul who would stay." his words, while sincere, carried with them a weight of emotion, of mourning for the lost opportunities. "It is common knowledge that I have refused to take the hand of many a fine Nobles daughter, and not without damaging my House and the patience of the House Elders. yet, I do not regret my decisions. I have always... desired to find someone who my heart can belong to, and not be simply a tool for glory or wealth. Then the war of the Ancients came and I realised that if I were to be happy, I would have to find someone in this war." Abaddon pauses and takes a deep brought from his glass, the fine liquor burning his throat and leaving him briefly invigorated. "There is no place for a woman at home, where I would worry and fret and they be without me. No, I want someone by my side on this battlefield and to be in this War only the best are recruited. Unfortunately. I have missed my opportunities." Topping up the glass with a heathy measurement, Abaddon began to reel off the names of those who, at one point or another he had been close too. "Mordred, Traxex, Krobelus, Luna, Tresdin, all of them I have courted, and all of them I have lost, one by one. Some to fate, others to choice. There are no others now, I let the maids gossip, they fretted when Akasha stayed with us for a while, but even they dare not whisper of their lord bedding a demon." Abaddon pauses, before sighing gently. "I do not expect to see any of them again, but that is okay. It clearly didn't matter to them."

#Abaddon #asks #damn dude you need a woman #Dota 2

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CORN MAZE and BLOOD CRUSH

CORN MAZE - who or what would they take into a labyrinth with them? "Would a map of the Labyrinth be allowed? A correct one of course, but assuming that would not be aloud in this particular situation. I would propose I bring along purchase myself a Minotaur in advance to lead me through the maze." BLOOD CRUSH - have they ever been sent into a rage that demanded blood? at which point have they been driven closest to violence? The Lord of Avernus is quiet for a long time before he answers, "only once have I felt such rage, it burned in the mists like a crimson fog. Forces had turned my heart against me, and set her blade to my throat. But it was not to her who I felt the rage." he shakes his head decisively. "No, the rage was to that monster that had put me on this path, a path where the principles of House Avernus were squandered in the pursuit of a false kings power! Violence, war, was the only answer."

#Asks #thank you #Dota 2 #roleplay

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Send me what you think my muse would be like in bed and they’ll respond

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Romance and friendship ship asks

1. When you RP a ship do you prefer to make everything be smooth sailing all the time or do you allow conflicts to arise?

2. Do you like to RP smut when you RP a ship?

3. Do you like to plan a ship out or just let it happen?

4. Do you prefer monogamous or poly ships?

5. Are there any characters that you want a ship for?

6. Do you like friend with benefits ships?

7. Have you ever regretted a ship, romantic or otherwise?

8. Do you like to be friends with the people you have ships with?

9. What do you look for in a writing partner for ships?

10. Do you think romantic ships should be longterm?

11. How do you handle an absent RP partner that you have a ship with?

12. How often do you think people should RP when they have ships together?

13. Do you RP out all interactions or do you assume some things happen ‘off-screen’ with your ships?

14. Is there anyone you know that you want to have an RP ship with (romantic, friendship, hateship, rival, ect.)?

15. What’s the most important thing you’ve learned when it comes to RPing ships?

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Ask my muse about their dating life!

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{{I will be responding to asks tonight or tomorrow. Been busy with a new job! So apologies}}

#ooc #life stuff

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[[Hmmmm, to randomly reblog ask lists or to actively engage with people...]]

#rp asks #ooc

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HALLOWEEN AND HORROR THEMED MUSE Q’S PART II —

content warning for overall dark themes

THE SEQUEL - their life becomes a horror story; what happens? write a sample? SERIAL KILLER - is there anything they do purely for the thrill of the rush? GRIM REAPER - one day Death arrives at your muse’s door, hands them a fraction of their power and claims that your muse is now Death’s assistant. how do they handle the job? how would they choose which souls to reap? SACRIFICIAL - is there any power they would surrender to fully? NIGHTSTALKER - they’re staring into the abyss, is anything staring back? if so, what is it? what does the abyss look like and why does it stare?  3:33 AM - sleeping conditions for the night include: a window that doesn’t lock, loud water pipes, a large crack in the corner, and a suspiciously stained mattress. what is your muse most worried about? SCYTHE - if your muse were a weapon, what would they be? what would it be made of or forged from? BLOODCURDLING - where do they feel their deepest fears? FOLKLORE - monsters are made; which one does your muse become? TOWER OF TERROR - they’re suddenly trapped in a world beyond their own. where are they? FANGS - what do they hunger for the most? LAST WORDS - have they ever been the witness of someone’s last words or final breath? do they remember how it went? RIP - what will their grave be like? do they ever think about where they will lie down for the last time? SPIDER’S WEB - what is the best lie they’ve ever told? did they find it satisfying or unsettling? KATABASIS - have they ever died before? which part of them died? did they ever fully return? WARLOCK - who or what speaks to them when no one else is around? what does the voice sound like?  CULTIST’S SIGNET - if they were (or are) a cult leader, demon or deity, how should their following show them worship? BANSHEE - what was the last thing that made them scream in fear? RITUAL - is there anything out there worth full corruption to them? (love, fame, power, etc.) HELL FEST - if they were at a horror-themed park, which maze would they avoid? BLOOD CRUSH - have they ever been sent into a rage that demanded blood? at which point have they been driven closest to violence? ORACLE - ask the magic eight ball. tell us the result with or without context. ( https://uquiz.com/wMVv0H ) CRYSTAL BALL - they walk into a fortune teller’s lounge, what’s the first thing they smell? what are they looking for? INCUBUS - if a physical manifestation of their biggest fear trailed them at all times, what would it be? LUNAR ECLIPSE - name the darkest or most damaging trait they possess. is your muse aware of this part of themselves? TIEFLING - if your muse played dungeons and dragons, what class would they want to play? CORPSE - if they were in a horror movie, what role would they play? and what is their theme song? ABYSS WALKER - what do they hope is waiting for them on the other side? do they believe in a set afterlife, or do they imagine it’ll be something different? THE ALTAR - what should be sacrificed to appease them? CORN MAZE - who or what would they take into a labyrinth with them? GHOST FACE - in 6 words or less, describe the mask they wear, the outer-most part of who they are.  HEXED - everyone has a shadow; what is the darkest or most “taboo” subject they’re consistently drawn to?

—- ACT I

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Send🌙 To Catch My Muse Walking Around Late At Night

Send 🌙 reverse For My Muse To Catch Yours Walking Late At Night

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Ask my muse two questions!

One they must answer with the truth, and the other must be answered with a lie. You have to figure out which is which.

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Send me what you think my muse would be like in bed and they’ll respond