#soulsbetrayed

[muserolodex]

Sad 'Zach (soulsbetrayed)

"Yo, Netzach..." Mitch Shelley gives Netzach a little wave. "Mind giving me a hand with this?" He gestures down to a four-pronged spearhead embedded in his lower abdomen. "I don't want my body healing around it. Could you just grab it by the wooden part and pull it out, please?"

#soulsbetrayed #Muse:Resurrection Man

[sercphs-a]

@soulsbetrayed liked for a starter

"Pfft."

⠀⠀⠀⠀A puff of a cigarette, the shotgun in the Artist's hand slung over her shoulder with an utter lack of respect.

"Y.G.L.Y.C.? Made a real mess of those pirates. K.I.U."

⠀⠀⠀⠀A slight grin offered to the Sailor.

"I.A.B.F.O.T.Y."

#threads of lost fate .. ic #soulsbetrayed #the artist bathed in blood and flame .. ryoshu #You gonna lose your cool? #Keep it up. #I'm a big fan of this you. #Prev 3 tags are for her acronyms

[strykingback]

@soulsbetrayed cont!

"Copy that!!!" Zek would say firing at the incoming enemies giving Gebura enough surpressing fire amongst the chaos of bullets whizzing by and explosions being the result of MT's being destroyed by Ace or from grenades. Yet as the enemy watched that flesh eating sword being swung down on their ally which was just nigh horrifying have that thing.... stare back at them.

Which one of them entered a clash with them with hisw sword pushing back against them. "The Solitas Liberation Front will do everything in its power to stop terrorists like yourselves from claiming true freedom for all an-"

BANG!

Zek was just tired of listening to that soldier rant with his head having a hole through his head with his grey matter and blood on the floor. "I had enough of listening to these bastards...." Zek would say moving up quickly.

#[The Deadliest Sniper- Zek] #soulsbetrayed #[Event: Rescue Mission]

[burdenedreverence]

How things seemed to always change for the worse, when it came to Hayden's destiny.

"Listen here, shit-stain, I don't care how big you are. Give us your paperwork or else."

Threats made to Hayden could often be overlooked, few people posed true danger to him. Was that arrogance to think? No. It was a simple truth, one that was backed up by a lifetime. At times he could allow the poor manners of a hooligan to unanswered, it wasn't like they could stop him.

His hand moved with speed that betrayed his size, fingers closing around the jaw and mouth of the man. His vicelike grip tense as he raised the man into the air with an arm, their legs kicking as they tried to resist Hayden. Their hands going to grasp at the thick arm of the soldier-warrior.

"Preying upon weary travelers is a dangerous profession." He'd remark dryly, raising the man higher in the air until he was several feet off the ground to the astonishment of his compatriots. The absurdity of the situation giving them all pause, to which Hayden used by taking a step to the side. His arm would tense as he began to fling the body of the robber towards his allies, causing them to crash onto one another tumbling to the ground like a set of bowling pins.

Hayden smiled, a thin thing, at the display.

That smile soon faded as his head turned, to stare at the stranger who had been watching. What the fuck was he? A sideshow for the viewing pleasure of people?

"You trying to step up too?"

@soulsbetrayed

#v. undetermined #soulsbetrayed

[multiverseofmisfits]

Try + Malkuth (first character I thought off the top my head)

SEND  TRY + A CHARACTER  YOU’D LIKE TO SEE ME ( ATTEMPT ) TO WRITE !

"I can see that we'll win this, so let's do our best!"

#me only relying portrayal from wiki as I haven't played the game yet XD #soulsbetrayed #** opened mail entry ** (answered ask)

[grislyintentions]

Plotted starter for @soulsbetrayed

Since boarding Mephistopheles with the other sinners, the phrase "out of their depth" is a severe understatement to use when describing Dante's current predicament. Just when they were starting to feel as though they were getting a hang of things, it slips from their grasp once again like a frustratingly slippery slimy creature.

Left with little option to choose from, they'd decided to simply just...go with it. But there is only so much coasting one can do before they get flung off. There's a lot they needed to know.

Which led them to this particular scenario right here. Staring down at the supposed detective Ezra mentioned and only just remembering that maybe, just maybe, they should have had the foresight to ask Faust along.

"....Tock."

《...Damn it.》

#soulsbetrayed #[let me know if this is okay or if i need to change anything ^^]

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@soulsbetrayed

"oi. merlin. is this your fault?"

#soulsbetrayed #'this' meaning. idk i'll figure it out later LMAO #smth goes wrong #ritsuka: somehow merlin is probably to blame #ritsuka fujimaru; ic

[psychcdelica]

@soulsbetrayed sent: ♗ + Rodion? Send me a  ♗ and I’ll use my icon style to make an icon of your muse

#soulsbetrayed #blog: Ask. #blog: OOC. #the last one is a bit different it wasn't working my usual way! #letme know what you think

[divinityunleashed]

"My day has been a very productive one. I have completed more games in my backlog as of today. Using the time I have been given wisely. What about you?"

#dashboard commentary #muse: green heart #soulsbetrayed

[phntasmgoria]

@soulsbetrayed  requested  :

I have not broken your heart — you have; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. - hokma to angela

ANGELA  SIMPLY  STARES    at  hokma  for  a  moment  or  two,    her  brainwaves  still  processing  the  words  that  the  man  had  spoken  to  her.    for  even  a  machine  such  as  herself  is  able  to  feel  emotion,    even  as  the  script  demands  for  such  things.    the  floor  of  religion  is  warping,    distorting,  even,  as  anger  bubbles  up  like  lava  inside  her.    though really,    she  isn't  sure  if  this  anger  is  directed  at  the  man  in  front  of  her  or  angela  herself.   

she  takes  a  step  closer  to  the  patron  librarian,    mechanical  whirring  echoing  as  deliberate,    erratic,    movements  are  made.    she  does  not  know  what  to  say.    for  once,    the  woman  of  many  remarks  is  at  a  loss  for  words.    

but  what  is  there  to  say  ?

'    .....    hokma,    '    angela  begins  at  last,    catlike  pupils  narrowed.    '    i  may  have  broken  both  of  our  hearts,    but  where  does  that  leave  you  ?    we  can  never  hide  our  ghosts  forever,    and  you  are  certainly  no  exception.    but  you  have  hurt  me,    too.    you  cannot  push  all  of  this  blame  onto  me.    for  no  one  is  perfect.    no  one  is  free  of  sin.    '

and  then,    almost  as  if  a  switch  has  been  flipped  inside  her,    angela  pushes  the  sephirah  against  the  wall,    cold,    mechanical  lips  meeting  warmer  ones  as  she  kisses  hokma  hard.

#[ feel the rain on your skin // ic ] #[ messages from beyond time // inbox ] #[ carry me from a false deliverance // angela ] #ship tbt. #soulsbetrayed

[petalsinned]

faust starter call ft. ishmael (@soulsbetrayed)

She watches Ishmael and her rather unconventional way of organizing the shelf, frowning as she steps closer, trying her best to hide the irritation in her voice.

" Faust has a much better way of doing that. Allow me to assist, won't you ? " In other words, Let me assist so that I don't kill anyone out of irritation.

#[ ic : face your inner sin ] #[ faust : i am just a new invention ] #soulsbetrayed

[thebreakfastmuses]

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#{dash commentary} #{coffee and conversation} (chesed) #soulsbetrayed #sercphs #((hey. rude.))

[grayfxce]

The featureless entity arrived at the abandoned gas station, his hands in the pockets of his trench coat as he casually approached the gas pumps.

Curious, Gray took a closer look at the pumps. A little rusted but probably still usable…

This little moment of calm before the fight as he waited for his opponent to arrive would give him a chance to reflect on his current situation. Here he had thought he was out of the game without a chance to go all out but luckily, another window had opened for him…

Hearing the sound of someone approaching, Gray was snapped out of his thoughts as he turned to face the fixer.

❝ …So, ya must be the one I’ll be fighting. Before we begin, do ya have a name ? I go by “Gray”. ❞ The grey being introduced himself as he politely clasped his hands together.

He had a bad feeling about this other fighter, he knew not to underestimate his opponents but… he had a sneaking sense of dread that told him to especially be on his guard…

❝ Well… let’s make this a good fight and may the best fighter win. I’m ready when ya are. ❞ The faceless male told the other as he slowly got into a loose defensive stance that resembled Wing Chun.

@soulsbetrayed

#MFT #/// This is gonna be really cool! I just know it! #soulsbetrayed

[witchembrace]

Roland didn't intend to make Hod cry! Shit, how can he fix this? Ahhhhh, he doesn't know! So he's just going to awkwardly wrap his arms around her and pat her head gently. "I'm sorry..." He mutters, face reddening with embarrassment.

@soulsbetrayed — sc.

#embraced by a witch. (ic) #i have nothing but my sorrow. (roland) #soulsbetrayed

[saeculumaeterna]

@soulsbetrayed

There is work to do. There is always work to do. But here at least, the work was mundane. The trite task of running his bar and observing life around him. His unorthodox method of learning social interaction had proven successful, albeit with a caveat. He learned yes, but what he lacked was the opportunity to implement these studies.

In other words, he didn't talk to people. A key flaw in his plan. Well, nobody's perfect.

The sound the door shutting alerted him to a new entrant to Brink, drawing his attention from the glass he was cleaning to the new face here. Dagon nodded his head toward an open seat at the counter should they wish to take it.

#soulsbetrayed

[multiverseofmisfits]

@soulsbetrayed - another switcharoo: 🔴⟷🔵

"W-What's going on?" Not only did Furina feel she got lost. She could also feel uneasiness in her body. It took her some time to realize that she isn't in her own body. Sure, she got taller and maybe bustier. But it doesn't feel right to her and having one eye blinded doesn't help at all.

"Where am I?! And who am I supposed to be?" Oh archons, she's panicking right now.

#soulsbetrayed #*** hydro archon of justice *** (furina) #** scripted play ** (rp post) #** interchanged souls ** (body swap) #there u go :o