sorciier

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      ❝your-- oh.❞

      maybe it should’ve been obvious. clearly uncertain, she took another step forward. with a bit of hesitation, she reached up on her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck, carefully doing as instructed. it wasn’t that she didn’t trust trunks or anything like that, but rather the result of a cautious nature, which was the result of constantly fearing for her life. she removed one arm from his neck to hold her hat firmly in place before nodding at him.

      ❝alright, mister alien. lets go.❞

                ❝ My…back. ❞

                                    And here she was insulting his intelligence. Did she…not want                                     to be held by him? That’s what he was thinking, but he’d brush                                     it off as to not hurdle any offense towards himself. When the                                     frog——ahem, tadpole, disappears and she steps forward, he                                     simply just holds his hands out almost as if to give a hug.

                ❝You just…climb into my arms.❞

#orchidfists #.ic #[ no no..i'd rather sit on ur back like ur a horse ]

[sorciier]

this is an obligate carnivore

it depends on the nutrients only found in animal flesh for its survival

this particular carnivore does not kill its prey before eating it

using traits that have evolved over millions of years, specifically for predation, 

it hunts down its prey

which it then eats, alive and whole

in its lifetime, it will consume thousands of animals while they are still alive, ultimately dying from suffocation or stomach acids.

#kaerog froeru gekoeru frog

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      ❝he’s still just a tadpole! jeeze, i thought you were supposed to be smart.❞

      wait. had he honestly taken her proposal seriously? she thought that it was clear that she was only joking, and while the mere idea was terrifying...she also found it somewhat fascinating. the speed, and the simple way he flew was so different from witches! so maybe she was a little curious.

      curious enough to hop off of jackson and dismiss him, to approach trunks with her hands on her hips. she would do it just this once, for the sake of discovery.

      ❝that was a joke, but since you’re okay with it....should i just climb up on your back or something?❞

                ❝Well, yeah, it’d be faster. You’re gonna                     have to get off the frog first though.❞

                                    If she wanted to be carried then she could have just straight                                     up asked him instead of trying to make excuses. Or, well, that’s                                     what he thought anyways. Maybe he’d make perverted grab                                     at her rear while he was at it since he didn’t like carrying people                                     all that often. That’d show her, right? In the moment he’d just                                     float there with a shrug, waiting for her next move.

                ❝Like, I’m ready when you are.❞

#orchidfists #.ic #[ don't do it trunks she will leap from ur arms #do you really want that ]

[sorciier]

ø ;0

ø - for a late night text

[to: alien king][sent: 3:35 AM]

i’m hundreds of years old. i’m just laying here thinking about how you probably don’t know that but there it is. witches have really long lifespans.i know a few who are well over a thousand and are still in their prime.so now you know.

#ask games #double double toil and trouble #just don't start calling her like gramma or anything #orchidfists

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✆✉☎ø%$BAHAHAHAHAHA!

✆ - for a morning text

[to: there wolf][sent: 6:36 AM]

are you still asleep?i know you’re immortal but what’s the point even if you sleep so much?

✉ - for a text that wasn’t sent

[to: there wolf]

do you ever think about how if it weren’t for medusa, you would still be in jail and we wouldn’t be friends?

[saved as draft]

☎ - for a rushed text

[to: there wolf][sent: 12:20 PM]

i might’ve mentioned something about where you are to maba-sama sorry!

ø - for a late night text

[to: there wolf][sent: 1:56 AM]

do you know there are certain potion ingredients you can only get when it’s raining?come help me.

% - for a curious text

[to: there wolf][sent: 3:00 PM]

what did you do in prison? i mean, did you just sit there the entire time?

$ - for an accidental text

[to: there wolf][sent: 5:16 PM]

do you know that spiders sometimes keep frogs as pets? that’s weird, right? frogs should eat spiders.

[to: there wolf][sent: 5:18 PM]

NOT FOR YOU IGNORE.

#imamanafterall #double double toil and trouble #ask games

[sorciier]

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

#ask prompts

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      ❝so have you had any luck? i’d suggest asking maba-sama but i doubt she’d tell you anything.❞ 

      though she’d never admit it, this was a point of curiosity for her, as well. all witches knew of the immortal, the creature who had the audacity to steal one of maba’s eyes, but not much beyond that. nothing beyond that really mattered. but after being involved with him, she found herself wanting to know, simply for the sake of knowing.

      his own question in turn is answered with a roll of her eyes, arms crossed tightly over her chest.

      ❝please! things are anything but normal. the witches keep using me as a go between with shibusen.❞ there’s a thoughtful pause.  ❝i guess it’s nice i can live without having to worry anymore, though.❞

“Well, seeing as how Shinigami and Medusa are finally off my back, I was trying to remember as much as I could about my past.” While the immortal didn’t put his feelings on display often, Free truly was distraught over not knowing who he was. The immortal had tried to find anyone who might have remembered him, of course he soon realized anyone he may have known back then would have bitten the dust long ago.

“I kinda would like my memories back. Those two hundred years in prison took a lot from me, hell it’s too bad they beat the Kishin, him and I could have had some drinks and talks about century-long prison sentences!” Free laughed, trying to hide his frustration with humor. “But what about you Eruka? I’m sure you’re happy with things being normal again!”

#imamanafterall #.ic #[ but what if free finds out about his past only to find #he was a total nerd ]

[sorciier]

eruka: has a crush

eruka: regularly insults crush

#.ooc #.tbd #this is why u don't have a bf #(yet. trunks seems pretty into it)

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      ❝of course not. who could forget a giant, idiot immortal?❞

      hands placed on her dress, she took a few minutes dusting it off, with the insinuation that free was dirty. she was loathe to admit it, but she did kind of miss him, if only a little. working under medusa had built a sense of camaraderie between them, maybe something like friendship.

      ❝so where have you been, anyways?❞

   “Heh, I guess you’re right.” Free dropped the witch after giving a light chuckle. The massive immortal put his hands on his hips as he towered over the short silver haired woman, a single large tooth could be seen sticking out of Free’s sly grin. 

   “Haven’t seen you in a while Eruka, I was starting to think you forgot about me.” Free teased her. Obviously he was joking but he had been a bit worried about her. Even with the newfound peace, being a witch wasn’t exactly the safest thing to be.

#imamanafterall #.ic

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      ❝wouldn’t it be faster just to carry me?❞

      but there was no move to get off of jackson’s back, and in fact wasn’t even sure she wanted to be carried around by trunks. his speed was something almost terrifying, far beyond what most witches were capable of. while it was interesting to her, from an observers standpoint, she was certain she never actually wanted to be with him while he went at top speed.

      ❝don’t make me push jackson too hard. he’s fragile.❞

                ❝Alright, awesome!❞

                                    By now he had gotten used to ( or had just accepted ) Eruka’s use                                     of magic. Granted, he was a scientist at heart, so the concept of                                     it upset him only slightly, but he still thought it was neat. Then                                     again, she wasn’t the alien in this relationship. Witches were cool.                                     After leading her ( & Tadpole Jackson ) outside, he kicks off the                                     ground slightly, floating for a bit to look around.

                                    Of course he’d wait for her, Trunks didn’t want to speed ahead of                                     Eruka or anything ( like he had a tendency to do with Goten ).

                ❝If you follow me, I’ll take you.❞

#orchidfists #.ic #[ trunks in the capsule corp building doing science shit #while eruka is jsut in the background screwing around with magic ] #[ also i waited too long and now i can only give u this #4give me ]

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OH, they call you TWISTED, they call you REAPER, they have a thousand names and demons for people like you, but have you ever cared ? you have a face like a BROKEN MIRROR and a mind like a HORROR SHOW and they call you MADMAN, for after all —

you like organs better than the people they come from.

#.promo #wiggles arms

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                                    you wanna be a hero, right?

#.ooc #self promo #constantly making new rp blogs #i will never stop

[sorciier]

work was hectic today and i’m exhausted. i’m just hopping on to wish everyone a happy valentine’s day!

i’ll be spending this evening setting up my kyouka blog.

#.ooc #.tbd

[sorciier]

i’ve decided on a jirou blog. i’m going to go save the url heartbeatist, so look out for that in the next few days!

#.ooc #.tbd

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      she let her guard down. there was a clear attempt to dodge, to get out of his way, but he had the jump on her. her cries of,  ❝don’t you dare hug me!❞ all but useless as she was drawn into free’s massive arms. eruka frog, captured by free, the immortal werewolf.

      still, she tried to struggle.

      ❝let me go right now! your arms are so huge you’re gonna crush me!❞

      but her wriggling proved mostly useless. he was far too powerful.

      He lifted his head off the ground, his eyes darted towards the frog witch. Free had wondered where Eruka had gone, it had been some time since he had seen her last, at least when compared to how often he used to back when thy worked for Medusa.

   “I was in that cage for a long time, cut me some slack.” The immortal lifted himself up from the ground with a quick jump. Free crossed his arms and looked away, trying his hardest to contain his excitement of seeing her again, obviously it didn’t last long. “Eruka! Come here you slimy amphibian!” He spread his gargantuan arms and leaped at her.

#imamanafterall #.ic #[ eruka pretends she isn't affectionate but she is #she is ]

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      ❝aren’t dogs supposed to be able to recognize people by smell?❞

      hands hit her hips as she leaned down, silver hair hanging over her shoulder. he was like something out of a cartoon, huge but impossible to take serious. she offered no help to pull him stand and instead snapped back up, turning her back to him with a small sigh.

      ❝how long until you’re used to moving your body again, anyways? this is getting kind of embarrassing.❞

starter for sorciier 

“Alright pal, I don’t know what your game is, but I’m not the kinda guy you can sneak up on.” Free had heard footsteps behind him, most people would be a bit nervose in this situation, but it wasn't like Free had anything to worry about. Free turned to face the intruder.

“Wolf wolves wol-GAH!” Free yelled as he slipped on a banana peel, falling face first to the ground. “Goddamit-shit.” He grunted with his face still in the cement. 

#imamanafterall #.ic #[ eruka is just #ur an embarrassment free #an EMBARRASSMENT ]

[sorciier]

eruka is a lot more dangerous than the series gives her credit for.

this probably seems weird, because i’ve talked in the past about how she has no lethal power to speak of, but hear me out.

her danger doesn’t lie in her destructive force, but rather in her intelligence. she’s shown time and again to be incredibly tactful and cunning, and she isn’t above using underhanded means to get her way. 

take her challenge to medusa at the beginning of the series.

had she known about medusa’s snakes, or had medusa not had the chance to plant them, eruka and mizune would have won that fight. they backed medusa into a corner -- either force her to use her magic and release her soul protect, or be worn down by constant attacks from the other two witches.

it is true that medusa is incredibly skilled in hand to hand combat, but does that matter so much to two witches who are skilled in ranged attacks? if they can keep their distance they can wear her down (not to mention mizune’s air superiority).

had things not played out the way they did, i believe she would’ve grown into an incredible force to rival arachne. her brains and knack for coming up with plans would only grow over time and would have made her a huge threat.

#.ooc #.hc #my frog childe