usersnakeroot

[usersnakeroot]

thanatos: not righteous, respectful. jupiter was a strong man, they all joined because of his leadership.

thanatos: he was my friend

thanatos: glad youre ok, though.

root: shit

root: look, i didn't know him. either of them.

root: i'm an asshole but i know when i've misspoken and when i need to apologize

root: i don't say things like this often, but you're a good judge of character. (taking me on as an informant and saving my ass more than once notwithstanding)

root: i only know what i see and hear and i'm not exactly in the guild of respect.

root: i'm sorry you lost a friend.

root: i'd ask if you need to talk but i wouldn't know where to start with that, so if there's anyone's ass i can kick or intel you need, let me know

root: thanks.

#( roots got that foot in mouth condition /: ) #( when ppl die to a boss tho theres like .... no ass kicking remedy ) #( fekofkopf thanatos /: we all gonna break out the game and kill the game maker ??? y'all down for that??? )

[usersnakeroot]

[kali]

PLAYER: kali

LOCATION: floor 52

there were very few things that ever worried kali in this game. that list of things stopped after the vixens and her brother, never expanding much. after the battle she had taken care of her girls and made sure her brother was okay. all her stops had been made, all her worries had been tended to. except they hadn’t. she couldn’t shake the pit of worry that had formed in her stomach and she couldn’t figure out what was causing it, but she knew for a fact that it meant she messed up. after losing him she swore to herself that her plan was to get out, no distractions, no feelings, no people other than herself. kali tried to reason with herself, saying that it was still an adrenaline high from the battle, that it was because they’re finally in a new level, however the truth was that her guard had been let down, and there were other people who now meant something to her. the royal fuck up. 

she stood in the doorway of the grand building, light gleaming off clean surfaces. the flip from the last floor had been enough to give her whiplash, the desire to feel clean taking full force. she wandered around long enough to find a bathroom, washing her face in one of the sinks. she stood up to dry her face, pressing a dry towel to it. dropping the towel back onto the counter top a gasp fell from her mouth at the figure in the doorway. “don’t you know by now that sneaking up on someone is rude?”

“don’t you know by now that making assumptions is rude?” - root’s eyes narrowed as she approached the sink, the sneer on her face unhidden. her attitude was usually thinly veiled under layers of politeness - it was the only way to catch people off guard, sometimes. that made it almost a relief when people opened with something that let her respond with justified anger.

“i wasn’t ‘sneaking up on you’. this is a public space. excuse me for not announcing myself when i walked in.” with a huff, they turned on the tap at an open sink, the warm water running red. really, she couldn’t blame the other player for being quick to scare. after the battle nearly every player had seen, the lot of them were still recovering. “wouldn’t you have been just as scared if i’d pushed the door in so it slammed against the wall?” she continued, rubbing at the remaining blood on her arms. once the water ran clear, root reached for one of the towels, patting her skin dry. “the last time i checked, the game maker hasn’t placed any monsters in bathrooms.” they really wouldn’t put it past him, though. root wasn’t exactly the safest person to be stuck in a confined space with, either. but that was another story. “were you out there - in the battle?” the question was blunt, but something clearly had the other player shaken up, and after the introduction root wasn’t inclined to beat around the bush. 

#❝❀• in velvet you’ll drown—CONV ✿❞ #❝❀• user kali—CONV ✿❞

[usersnakeroot]

thanatos: pixels gone. vision, too???

thanatos: fuck. you need any potions? i have a few

root: holy shit. yeah, from what i saw and heard in the battle

root: something tells me there might be some restructuring in blood oath soon.

root: do you think they're all too righteous for a coup?

root: nah i'm okay, i had some help and potions to patch myself up

root: i tend to wait until i'm not bleeding to fill you in

root: i would be pretty useless if i almost died sending intel before i was stable

root: not to say i never do it, but with today's outcome i figured i would wait

[usersnakeroot]

thanatos: jupiter is gone

thanatos: saw kali, tho

thanatos: if achilles is still kicking then we've got every other guild leader alive.

thanatos: did you battle?

root: gone? as in he left the guild, or pixels gone?

root: well that's good to know, after a battle like that i think some people are getting shifty. i hear plenty of solos are looking to guild up.

root: sure did. wasn't feeling the raids this time, i heard they might not be very successful this time around

root: yeah, and i got my ass handed to me for my trouble, but i guess that comes with the territory

root: hey, i also heard something about vision going down, too. i wouldn't want to be in blood oath right now

[usersnakeroot]

[winchestor‌]

Winchestor chuckled, “Never thought of it that way, I’m more of a conversation starter than an extortionist.” She leaned in closer to the other, “Was never good at remembering secrets.” 

“What brings you to this side of town?”

“Hm, that’s one way to look at it, I guess.” Root shrugged a shoulder, the chuckle and smile on her face dissolving any that might have been in her words. 

“Oh, you know...the new floor. The setting. The sight of cars and something that feels less like a renaissance fair. The alcohol doesn’t hurt.” Root was sure to wave her hand absentmindedly, to keep the sharpness out of her tone. “And you? Besides starting conversations and buying strangers free drinks?”

#❝❀• in velvet you’ll drown—CONV ✿❞ #❝❀• user winchestor—CONV ✿❞

[usersnakeroot]

[ private message >>> thanatos ]

root: status update, not dead

root: this one was quite the shitshow, you were smart so stay out of it

root: still waiting on updates from the rest of my guild, but so far no losses that i can tell

root: can't say the same for the other guilds, though

#i need a tag for pms rip

[usersnakeroot]

[winchestor‌]

player: open location: floor 52; bar 

Winchestor sat at the bar, staring at her hands; they were shaking ever so slightly. Clenching her hands into a fist, she only sighed before reaching for her glass of whiskey. A rough, tiresome shift led her here, to try and unwind with a drink or two. It certainly wasn’t her best way of dealing, but she took a generous sip anyway. “Round’s on me,” she spoke to the person who sat down next to her, pulling out a bit of cash. “Maybe the next one too if you tell me something no one knows about you.”

Taverns were all well and good when they were the only way to get a good drink in a medieval inspired virtual world. Fortunately, with the entrance of a modern level came the existence of modern bars. It probably should have been concerning that it was one of the first places Root went, but she wasn’t about to dwell on it. With the offer of a free drink, they put in their order. “Does that work, usually?” She asked the other player, smiling at the bartender as they set down her drink. “Extorting personal information in exchange for a drink? Manipulative.” Root sing-songed, humor in their tone. “I’ll accept the free gateway drink, thank you.” 

#❝❀• in velvet you’ll drown—CONV ✿❞ #❝❀• user winchestor—CONV ✿❞

[usersnakeroot]

[icarus‌]

location. floor 51, post battle. players. open. 

the exhaustion became evident in icarus as his own health bar began to go from green to orange. he had not participated in the battle, but he had been there for the aftermath. hours upon hours spent healing players whom barely made it out alive took all of his strength. and yet, there he sat, forcing himself to remain attentive. dark hues concentrating on the wound which was displayed before him on another person. staff in hand, he continued to conjure the rest of his power in an attempt to heal the poor individual. but it was too much – he didn’t want to admit his failure to help. he wanted to be useful, when there was nothing left he could do but rest himself. and he was once more too stubborn to admit that perhaps now he was the one whom needed help. 

leaning over the person, he felt his vision blurring. his arms suddenly felt heavier, and his hands could no longer grasp hold of his staff. soon the mystic toppled over, fainting before the person he was healing as the exhaustion got the best of him. perhaps it was true, perhaps he would die trying to save other people. but in that moment he welcomed darkness like a close friend, not even being able to mutter anything before simply dropping to the ground. 

it was barely a deep wound, nothing root hadn’t dealt with before. she’d fully expected to ignore it until she was back to safety, where she could tend to it herself or get another circus member to help. if she hadn’t been so distracted, she might have had a chance to tell the healer as much. but the unity member was healing of his own accord before they could get a word in, and his health bar seemed to deplete just as fast. 

“shit--!” root watched as the mystic suddenly fell over, his body another limp form among the rest. it was a horrible sight, and her instinct was to find someone else to help, to get away from the aftermath and let someone else deal with the uglier side of the battle. but a voice told her that unity would come after her if she let him die there. not to mention the issues it could cause for circus. with a groan, she knelt down, shook his shoulder. “hey! you cannot be serious right now,” she scolded, lifting his shoulders so he was in a slightly upright position. “wake up - what kind of healer passes out before they’re done fixing someone?” there wasn’t enough annoyance in her voice to mask the concern, and root frowned as she pulled a healing potion from her inventory. “can you hear me? do you have enough energy to drink this?” they held it to his lips, already working on a backup plan in their mind if he was out cold. 

#❝❀• in velvet you’ll drown—CONV ✿❞ #❝❀• user icarus—CONV ✿❞

[usersnakeroot]

GENERAL

“Can you walk?”

“How did this happen?”

“What the hell happened?”

“I hit my head.”

“Did you hit your head?”

“Can you hear me?”

“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”

“Come on, stay with me!”

“No no no no no!”

“You shot me!”

“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”

“You stabbed me!”

“I didn’t mean to stab you!”

“Take the knife out!”

“Don’t take the knife out!”

“It was an accident!”

“That/this wasn’t an accident!”

“That looks broken.”

“I think my leg/arm is broken.”

“That doesn’t look good.”

“Am I going to die?”

“You’re not going to die!”

“Calm down!”

“Don’t panic!”

“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”

BLOOD

“Are you bleeding?”

“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”

“Is that blood?”

“Whose blood is that?”

“That’s a lot of blood.”

“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”

“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”

“I won’t let you bleed out!”

“You have blood on your face.”

“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”

“What’s your blood type?”

“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”

WOUNDS

“That cut is nasty.”

“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’

“Don’t touch it!”

“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”

“I’ll get some bandages.”

“You’re going to need stitches.”

“That looks infected…”

“Did you get bit by something?”

“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”

“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”

AFTERCARE

“How are you feeling?”

“How does it feel?”

“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”

“Let’s go home.”

“I just want to go home.”

“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”

“We need to change your bandages soon.”

“Get some sleep, okay?”

“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”

“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”

“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”

#( the other injured geek lmao )

[usersnakeroot]

[thanatos]

Players: Thanatos & Snakeroot (@usersnakeroot) Location: Floor 49, Oasis. In the branches of a tree.

The best part of Oasis, in Jal’s opinion, were the tall, tall trees that were somehow never occupied despite being so easy to climb. That’s why they did a lot of their more secret communications in the woods by the lowest mountain range. When it came to intel gathering, Jal was fearful of getting caught with an informant, and when it was such a high priority informant (who the fuck else could say they have a Circus informant?) they needed to ensure their safety.

As the other player came into view, Jal offered help up. “Thanks, Nadia,” they said, letting them get settled in before cutting to the chase. “Are there plans to do raids when the battles are going on?”

Root was not afraid of heights. In fact, she knew that skills in climbing and scaling objects could be useful for collecting information and getting a tactical advantage in battles. That didn’t mean they wanted to be hiding up in a tree, though. Thanatos and their theatrics were going to get them killed one day.

“You’re welcome,” she huffed, her tone sharp for effect. “Was this really necessary? With the fall damage in this game...” Root was just as concerned as any other informant when it came to her identity and role in the game. She went through the trouble of acquiring a mask specifically for information meetings, after all. The other members of Circus were liable to tear her about if they ever found out that she was a mole. Still, that didn’t mean hiding up in trees was a good way to hide. They set that concern aside for a second, back to business - and a less than exasperated tone. “I’ve heard whispers. You know the advantage it gives us when the stronger players are out playing hero.” Root would be out there alongside them, probably with less noble intentions. “I’d say the guilds should keep an eye out for masks during the battle. It wouldn’t hurt to have some fighters stay behind.” 

#( im ...... not 100% sure if this is accurate as far as circus Plans but !! ) #❝❀• in velvet you’ll drown—CONV ✿❞ #❝❀• user thanatos—CONV ✿❞

[usersnakeroot]

(     *     VALENTINE’S DAY ALPHABET   !    

send some letters to find out more about my muse   !

A   :   AFFECTION.   how does your muse show affection?

B   :   BOUQUET.   does your muse like flowers? which ones are their favourite?

C   :   CHOCOLATE.   does your muse like chocolate? which one is their favourite?

D   :   DATE.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

E   :   EMBRACE.   does your muse like hugs? what are their hugs like?

F   :   FLIRT.   is your muse good at flirting? how do they flirt?

G   :   GIFT.   is your muse good at gift - giving or do they struggle to get it right?

H   :   HEART.   is your muse quick or slow to give their heart away?

I    :   I LOVE YOU.   does your muse find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

J   :   JEALOUSY.   does your muse get jealous in a relationship?

K   :   KISS.   is your muse a good kisser? why / why not? 

L   :   LOVE.   who does your muse love?

M   :   MOONLIGHT.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

N   :   NAUGHTY.   what is your muse like in bed?

O   :   ODE.   does your muse have a way with words?

P   :   PARTNER.   what does your muse look for in a partner? looks / personality?

Q   :   QUESTION.   would your muse ask the big question or expect their partner to?

R   :   ROMANCE.   is your muse a romantic or a cynic?

S   :   SWEETHEART.   did your muse have a childhood sweetheart?

T   :   TRUE LOVE.   does your muse believe in true love?

U   :   UNREQUITED.   has your muse had their heart broken?

V   :   VALENTINE.   how does your muse feel about valentine’s day?

W  :   WEDDING.   would your muse get married? why / why not?

X   :   XOXO.   does your muse use / like pet names?

Y   :   YOURS.   does your muse get protective easily?

Z   :   ZZZ.   how many people has your muse slept with?

[usersnakeroot]

[kali]

kali hated valentine’s day. and not because it was cool to hate it, or that she was single, and no- not the vixens rule. it was because now something…someone… was missing, in fact, about two years ago vi would’ve been all for valentine’s day. now she stood in the corner of the room with her arms crossed, staying silent to avoid worsening the lump in her throat. it almost felt like the entire game was mocking them, decorating everything with red and pink and hearts, telling you to go spread love when that’s pretty much exactly what it takes. kali saw someone walking towards her and sighed, “what? you don’t have someone to make heart eyes to right now?”

root was getting sick of the inexplicably angry people that seemed to hate free things. it was really putting a damper on the light buzz in her head. their eyes rolled and their lip curled, the string of curses on their tongue tamped down by the thin string of patience they had left. “does that matter?” she asked, eyes narrowed in irritation. root didn’t have anyone to make heart eyes at, but it hardly made a difference. “i was getting another drink - do you mind?” they pushed past her - not that it was necessary, what with a drink tray passing right beside her. still. she deserved the shoulder bump. root took a long pull from the glass and finally looked at the other player again. “did i miss the memo that you have a claim on the air here?” 

#❝❀• in velvet you’ll drown—CONV ✿❞ #❝❀• user kali—CONV ✿❞

[usersnakeroot]

terabyte‌

“Nope,” he said popping the ‘P’ for emphasis. “-besides  why would I when I’m enjoying your performance from here.” Ter chuckled taking  another swig from his beer mug, he didn’t do billiards and he sure as hell wasn’t trying to waste any of his hard earned gold on them. He had one more transaction and then he was done for the night, distractions in this game got you killed… or got you mugged. “Here’s a free tip though, you might want to try aiming. It’ll do wonders for your game.” 

Root bit back a retort, their jaw flexed, face arranged in a scarily convincing smile. “I was aiming - that’s the problem.” It was an easy lie, though she wasn’t terribly invested in convincing him if he didn’t plan on making bets any time soon. “You had one free laugh in exchange for your useless free tip. I’d say we’re even.” The desire to show just how well she could aim irritated her, but Root tamped it down, took another shaky shot instead. “Don’t tell me you’re a darts person?” they asked, an afterthought. 

#❝❀• in velvet you’ll drown—CONV ✿❞ #❝❀• user terabyte—CONV ✿❞

[usersnakeroot]

noir‌

PLAYER: noir LOCATION: floor 1, marketplace.

          valentine’s day in velia always put noir in a sour mood (well, more sour than usual). everyone dressed in hues of red and pink, npcs and players alike telling their loved ones about their FEELINGS. it made the blonde nauseous. she currently stood against one of the vendor’s carts, taking in the scenery and rolling her eyes every now and then upon seeing some public display of affection. she took a sip from her canteen’s contents, which currently held vodka. she figured she’d need it to survive this so called FESTIVAL. “ bah humbug. ”

root was pessimistic and cynical to a fault, but that didn’t mean she was about to pass up the chance at themed skins. disarming milky pink was the perfect thing to put people at ease, after all. so while they understood noir’s response to the whole thing, her muttered words were just a bit much. “you’re shitting me.” root replied, biting back a laugh. “did you just bah humbug, out loud?” they grimaced, shook their head. “please tell me you’re not here to glare and ‘love is a chemical neurochemical con job’ at everyone.” it was definitely a neurochemical con job, but root could at least put up with the festivities for the sake of free items - and possibly someone to make out with later. that didn’t hurt. “do you plan on doing this all night? at least work on your own phrase, bah humbug’s very donald duck.” or scrooge mcduck, whatever. 

#❝❀• in velvet you’ll drown—CONV ✿❞ #❝❀• user noir—CONV ✿❞

[usersnakeroot]

#me whenever someone asks me to do something 

#❝❀• you take form with ink and blood—ABOUT ✿❞ #( queue these solipsistic moods )

[usersnakeroot]

Root frowned to herself as the billiard ball flew across the table, nowhere near the hole she was aiming for. Their eyes cut to the person laughing in the corner, lips pursed in a pout. “Do you have to be so rude?” Voice dripping with hurt rather than anger, it sounded as real as she hoped it did. “You think you can do better?” Hopefully they’d be confident enough to bet on it.  

#( what up here's root and she's gonna try to hustle u yee haw ) #( if anyone wants a closed starter or wants to plot feel free to lmk !! ) #( her intro will likely be up later tonight or tomorrow morning ! ) #( if u have questions feel free to im me here or on dscrd ) #veliastart

[usersnakeroot]

[mantis‌]

floor:25

Location: Mata Hari Tavern

mantis let out a long yawn as she watched her doves move about unloading their new supplies. the heroes had defeated the giant fish but nothing had happened after that. No new floor, no information…nothing. no doubt they were all busy planning what their next move would be. she, on the other hand, had decided to check out the entrance of the dungeon herself just to get a feel for it. exploring as far as she dared to go alone and at night.

which brought her to the reason why she was so tired now. and audible groan escaping her lips as she heard clanging and a loud crash from the back of the house. she really hoped it wasn’t the new dishware she ordered.“Some days, things just take way too much of my energy” she muttered into her coffee as the front doors of the Mata Hari flew open, “ we’re not open yet, come back in a couple of hours.”

root had luckily thought to slip off and hide her mask when her accomplice made some horrible crashing sound in the back room of the tavern. she was definitely going to hunt down whatever idiot had said it was an easy take - and the fool she’d dragged along who apparently had no stealth whatsoever. waltzing right into the place like a confused patron was the best distraction at the moment - her ability to deceive was better than whatever fumbled excuse the other player would come up with. plus, more intel on the layout would be helpful. 

“oh? wow, i’m sorry, i must have the wrong information.” they put on a put-out expression, eyes glanced behind the counter for a second. “does that mean there isn’t anyone in the kitchen? i’m honestly starving after a long night of farming, and i heard your bacon is amazing,” with a hopeful grin, they leaned on the counter, hand against their coin bag. “i can pay a premium, if that helps?” 

#( do they serve bacon there ??? lmk if not i'll fix it lmao ) #❝❀• in velvet you’ll drown—CONV ✿❞ #❝❀• user mantis—CONV ✿❞