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chris-elkar · 9 months
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location: Daphne's house
He had lasted about a week after his conversation with Matthew before he really felt it, his stomach clenching and waves of nausea. He'd called in the favor Viv owed him and asked her to look after Rose for him. Then came the waves of hot and cold and the shaking that came in waves and kept him up at night.
Right now he was laying on the couch in the living room with a blanket tossed aside because he was feeling hot, trying to force himself to drink a chilled blood bag. Over the sound of the audiobook he'd been listening to on his laptop he heard the doorbell ring and reached out to pause it. He got up with a groan and walked over to the front door, checking who it was before opening it. "Hi." He probably looked like a mess, but couldn't bring himself to care.
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niieve · 10 months
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open to: muses of any gender based on: plot in source
“wait. why do you look like, so familiar?” after a good few minutes of eyeing them from the other side of the party, naomi had finally made her way over... only to be struck with a sudden sense of recognition - vague as it was - the closer she got. “have we met before?” 
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"When I was a boy, I thought it was always so cool to learn about the Gods". He was laid back on the couch. "Not like, Christianity bullshit, but Norse and Greek mythology. I always had a appreciation with the story of Persephone and Hades. I don't know why I always felt compassion for those two specifically...".
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havvkinsqueen · 5 months
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*/ OPEN STARTER (Moots only)
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---☁︎。⋆。 Chrissy felt like she was hit like a truck. It usually was like this after she had one of the big ones; Eyes white and glazed over, red tears dripping from her eyes. A few blinks, almost as if to reset herself in her surroundings, blue eyes darted about to see if she ended up in public. Or if anyone were around at all. Quickly and sheepishly, she wiped the tears from her face with her forearm before meeting the gaze of another.
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talesofourworlds · 17 days
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Things had not been going well. Not for a while, anyway. Ever since they'd left Labari Hollow, where Milla had refused to even try to go after the people who had taken Teepo's data, Elize had felt lonelier than ever. No one even seemed to care. Leia was trying, but Elize didn't feel like it made up for how she felt. Not even Rowen seemed to want to take a moment to address what had happened.
Teepo... wasn't the same anymore. He still floated alongside her, still would talk to her, but Elize knew the truth of it now. He was just reacting to her subconscious. Her deepest, innermost thoughts laid bare and coming from her beloved plush companion. He wouldn't even call her Elly anymore. Just Elize.
And no one seemed to care. Everyone else had been through rough things, Elize knew, but why were they brushing her particular pain aside in the name of Milla's mission? Was Milla really just that focused? ...Of course she was, Elize tried to remind herself. Back at Fort Gandala, Milla had been prepared to sacrifice just about anything if it meant getting at Nachtigal. This, though... why couldn't this have been different? Was Elize's pain just not worth it to any of them...?
Elize knew she'd been lagging behind. The pungent mix of anger and sadness within her had swallowed up her thoughts for a bit. A part of her wondered if it was even worth it to catch up. Would they notice? Maybe she should at least make an effort to say she was coming. She thought she'd noticed one of the others looking at her and Teepo. After a moment, she gathered Teepo into her arms.
"I'm... coming," Elize mumbled.
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"Wouldn't want to get in the way of the mission," Teepo chimed in. Even Elize was a bit surprised by the bite in Teepo's voice. But the fact both she and he had spoken up should have kept the others from asking questions.
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starsmuserainbow · 1 month
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Oh, he really should have listened to the warnings more.
The first few people he encountered, everything seemed to work fine. The first person that brought him to bigger land even gave him some old shirt and pants that he could put on to wear more than just his cape and silver arm-protections, and when he made contact with people here they seemed to answer his - for them perhaps obviousl - questions willingly enough. Now, though, he realized something must have not been quite as simple as he understood it, for after a heavy hit on his back he woke up in this shed, his arms tied behind his back and his knees tied together and to a pole behind him, and he flinched away as a person in front of him splashed another bucketful of water against his face.
"Please stop this!" He sputtered through the water. "Why are you doing this? I said that I do not know what you are talking about in regards to merpeople!" How did this guy even knew he was once a merman? And what made him think that he could revert that change, when Ryand'r himself tried before and never managed to? He was a very bad liar, so trying to claim he doesn't know anything might not help convince the person, but it wasn't like Ryand'r had any other option for what to do, except struggle against the ropes tying him.
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captainjacksparrovv · 2 months
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"Every now and then...?" Jack asked, raising a brow. He took one step closer to the person he was conversing with. "Mate, piracy is not about dreamin' of the sea 'every now and again.' Piracy is a hunger, a desire, an overreaching need to be a part of the world you cannot otherwise be a part of without a keel and a hull and a deck under your feet and a lot of sails over your head-- savvy?" His eyes narrowed.
"Not unless you popped your lungs and became a bloody mermaid of sorts, as it were."
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fstbmp-a · 4 months
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Corners you in a secluded location. Stares deadpan and unflinching for a few seconds. Hits the sickest breakdance you've ever seen, spiraling on her back in heavy combat gear before ending by balancing herself on a singular glowing prosthetic claw; flipping back onto her boots.
"No one will ever believe you." She rasps out.
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Arkyn coughed, wincing in pain from the foreign drink he’d been recommended. Accustomed to mead, the stronger liquor had caught him off guard.
“People actually drink this stuff?”
These lands were strange indeed.
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agcntvasqucz · 4 months
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"I'm sorry, I'm going to need you to repeat that," Susan said blandly, turning to look at them, "Because I think I heard a terrible idea come out of your mouth..."
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sylvxters · 4 months
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This is just the beginning. |OPEN RP!
My muse; ticci Toby
Your muse; Jeff, EJ, (Js a canon character)
Contains: $H, slurs, drinking, smoking, drugs, abuse, etc.
It was a ordinary Monday afternoon.. suddenly the sound noise of fire crackling, leaves crunching rapidly and footsteps and heavy panting was heard throughout the mesmerizing woods. He was breathing heavily, he stumbled around as the sounds of sirens were heard and the sudden flashing lights of blue and red. Toby stared up at the lights, he was breathing heavily as he gripped his shirt.. he looked down at his clothing, blood stains all over. He shook his head as he pulled on his hair, overwhelmed as he started to freak out.. his hands were covered in blood, he began to cry. He immediately stood up as he rushed over. The sound of someone else in the woods with him were heard. He crouched down. His eyes darting around as he tried to find where they were.. his eyes spotted someone, he scanned them, crawling over in desperation. He stood up, walking over..
“you.. you.. tell me.. where is the nearest train station..”
Toby said hoarsely.. he needed to get away from here. He scanned you up and down.. he looked at your attire. He backed up.. patting around his waist for his axe he had.
“I’m..im:. Not:. Supposed to be here.”
Toby said shakily as he gulped.. huffing softly as his hair was everywhere; he lost eye contact as he rubbed his eyes, bandages on his gash as he can tear stains on his face, mixed with blood along his clothing.. Toby could hear the fire crackling from his house, then the sudden of structure falling was heard, yet again. His childhood home. Toby swallowed his Words:
“Help me, please, help me get away.”
Toby said softly.. he held onto you.. desperate was he, he held onto your arm. His breathing becoming more shaky.. trying to get it steady. Will ya accept? Will you try and help me get away and lead him to the mansion? How will you too end up? As friends? Enemies? Or even
Lovers.
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webbedphantom · 9 months
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OPEN STARTER CALL
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❤ for a Random Starter
💬 if you'd like a starter in a specific verse
[Multi-Muse accounts please specify which muse]
Link to my verses page here!
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m3chanical-rhythm · 2 years
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"Hi! How are you?"
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(( come and get her, nerds ))
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Damon popped a strawberry into his mouth, savoring the sweet berry. "You remind me of someone". He answered, swallowing. "Have we fucked before? I don't think I'd forget such a mouth". Damon's gaze lingered at their lips before moving back to meet their eyes.
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"Raise your horns into the air, There is plenty ale to share, All are welcome, take a chair, And sing a song loud and strong,
Men of war and men of care, Maidens fierce and maidens fair, Raise your horns into the air, And sing a song loud and proud and strong-"
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"SKÅL! SKÅL! Sing loud and strong! SKÅL! SKÅL! A toast and a thundering song!"
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Too much for him to chew (Semi-Open)
It had been storming hard, the wind blowing away practically anything that wasn't heavy. The lightning that crashed along the horizon was deafening, blinding. Each time there was a flash, a huge beasts form would have a ring of light, only to fade into dark once more.
This was a beast, that could show up on land and lived in the sea, nothing was safe from this creature. This monster was just what Deltra had been looking for all his life. The magnificent sea drake that decimated ships, that scalded trolls till they were cooked like red sea bugs.
It only took moments for Deltra to want to defeat this gigantic monstrosity of alternian existence. He would pull out all the stops for this one. This is the one thing he needed on his wall, the one thing that would make himself complete. He shouted with a smile at the monster and laughed.
"This will be your final hour, sea drake! No longer will you plague the oceans and lands! I'll have your fucking head if it's the last thing I do,"
With those words he charged, but uncomprehendable to the beast as it it had no concept of language. Only destruction.
The two fought blow for blow, neither of them seeming to give in. Nothing would stop Deltra from having his reward. Hours would pass and all the troll could manage was to serious wound the beast, all while fighting the bloodloss and broken bones he would sustain with every hit the Seadrake gave him. He couldn't stop. He wouldn't.
He, would rather die.
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