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A Note
((Soooo @tumbling-pegasus-knight has informed me via skype that she has lost the email to that account. R I P. She does give everyone her regards though, and also if you have any messages for her I an pass them along. She also has a newerish Tales Of blog for Alisha of ToZ @melphisxisylvia))
👊 ((Whoever is fine. Rosa or Connor, whichever you find more hilarious and/or interesting))
falcon paunch
“He wants a death wish.” “That, he fucking does.”
Both the knights looked up from the floor, each of them with a hand to their faces and smiles across their lips.
“I remember one other occasion years ago, when Willard punched me just like this.” Rosaline hummed to herself, reaching across the counter for a half-empty bottle of wine. She weighed it in a hand, before grasping it by the neck and silently marveled at how cold it felt. A human’s neck would feel warmer in comparison.
“You should’ve finished him off then,” Connor replied, getting off the stool he sat on before lifting it up. One swing, two. Yes, good enough for a makeshift weapon to beat a drunk up. “Now we got this to deal with.”
“Square up, Willard.”
Clearly, Willard had had too much to drink. Again. ...In the presence of two of his most trusted confidants. Whom he seemed to have slugged and left on the floor with bruises forming.
This was going to end incredibly poorly....is what he would have thought if his mind wasn’t so addled from the alcohol.
His eyes slowly moving between the two approaching figures, his instincts kicked in as he dropped into a loose impression of the bareknuckle stance he was taught in his training. Better to know how to defend yourself should your weapon be removed, after all. Taking a wobbly step forward, Willard tripped over nothing and fell flat on his face with a loud thump.
Craning his neck up at his two executioners, he managed to slur out a “At least...make it quick you two.”
@abittersoldier
Lawyer AU, as promised. Got an iPad and a drawing pen for it since I can’t afford a cintique tablet.
👊 [[ cuz why not XD ]]
Willard wasn’t sure what he had done to deserve this. The woman before him was clearly miffed, if not incredibly angry at him for some reason. Racking his memory as he ducked another punch that came swinging his way-that one came too close to his jaw again for comfort-Willard could think of nothing he did recently to anger this woman so much.
Stepping out of the way of yet another punch, he called out to the woman, “Oi! You mind backing off?! I’ve no idea what in the world I did to piss you off, but I’d appreciate it if I didn’t have to use force to calm you down.”
" This hurts me more than it hurts you." 👊
Willard should’ve known inviting Kai to punch him in the jaw at full force was a mistake. That having a few drinks before hand was a bigger mistake. And that he probably drunkenly taunted her too boot. All of these horrible mistakes culminated in one moment, a moment he still regretted at this moment as his face became intimate with the floor.
Groggily rising to his feet what he had to assume was at least five minutes later, Willard propped himself up against a nearby keg. “I…really should learn when it’s a good idea to drink and have bad ideas, huh?”
👊 Friendly punch from Connor. Nothing from Rosa bc we all know she'd just casually knee him in the gonads.
THWUMP.
Willard knew his friend and often time battle partner was strong, but sometimes the man didn’t know his own strength! Rubbing his now sore forearm, he shot Connor a friendly glare. “Connor, for the last blasted time, I’m not a brick wall you’re trying to break down to save a princess or a cat, you don’t need to punch THAT hard.”
Send '👊' to punch my muse in the jaw.
Or send ‘👋’ to slap my muse across the face.
((So...little motivation. Gah. I’ll have a starter up tomorrow so help me. It’ll likely be for Awakening verse, but please just PM me if you’d like one for Fates))
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Violent and Dark Starters
"Did you think this was going to be some happily ever after fairy tale?"
"Take one more step and I'm going to shoot!"
"Sometimes I wonder why I'm even here."
"You're not going to leave me. Ever."
"I prefer doing my killing up close and personal."
"I'm sorry, they didn't make it."
"I am going to watch you bleed."
"Just say the word and they're dead."
"I just don't care anymore."
"Why don't you just leave?"
"I'm sorry. Don't hurt me."
"We're going to be together forever."
"Pain is the only thing I'm familiar with."
"If you're going to do it, DO IT!"
"Get on your knees and beg."
"This whole world needs to be cleansed."
"I have spilled blood and tasted it upon my lips."
"Kill them. Kill them all. Make them suffer."
"You're never getting out of here. You are going to stay here until you no longer draw breath."
"I take trophies from all my kills."
"There's nothing like the sound of pained wails."
"What makes you think you're ever going to live to see another sunrise?"
"My, aren't you pretty? I think I'll add you to my collection."
"If you think I'm going to be easy, you have another thing coming."
"I am not some object to be bought and sold!"
"Sod off, you sick fucker!"
"Has anyone told you you have amazing eyes?"
"Mine. You're all mine."
"If you're good, maybe I'll let you out for a while."
【 Who? 】
【 ♕ 】 On the hunt for yet another home that wouldn’t be a forever one, Fionn roamed the streets in her humans form instead. It was easier to scope people out like that anyway, and go towards them as a nice tiny pink fox, with an injured leg, or anything like that. Though she was also rather sure that she’d bled half the people in the city dry before they decided not to care for her anymore. She tugged the rich cotton cloak she wore closer towards her, especially the hooded part of it. Though it was hot, she thought it would be better to hide her identity while so many people were around. She didn’t feel like having people chase her around the city, wanting her own fur rather than the cloak.
Her eyes stared at the strange man ripping a map in half, though they clearly weren’t focused. Rather she started day dreaming, completely missing everything else until she was being spoken to. Only then did she finally notice he fell? Maybe she needed to pay more attention to what was happening around her.
❝ I’m not… sure… ❞ Her voice trailed off as she showed signs of being concerned. Gently, she lifted her cloak slightly off of her so she could bend down with his rising. ❝ Are you alright? Do you need water or something? ❞
The..woman? Yes this was definitely a woman approaching him- the woman that had approached him seemed to be concerned for his well being, that was a good start. A better first impression on her than others, to be sure. Rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, Tobias gave a weary smile. It would do him no good to appear desperate after thoroughly embarrassing himself, now would it?
Casting as detailed a look as he could in his addled state, Tobias couldn’t quite get a beat on his savior. The cloak seemed to cover anything relatively important, like the possibility of a weapon or some such. Instinct nearly dominated reason in this case, but he shook his head and spoke in a friendly tone, if a bit strained tone, “Water would be..appreciated, yes. My canteen seems to have run dry in my wanderings of this damned city, far too big and maze like for my tastes.” As if to prove his point he reached to his belt line for his canteen, uncorking it and shaking it to prove its useless state.
Realizing the nature of his situation, Tobias kicked himself mentally before extending his free hand. “Forgive me, you offer a complete stranger you’ve never met help after seeing him clearly awaken from making a fool of himself. My name is Tobias, and to whom do I owe this pleasure?”
The Emperor's New Groove Sentence Meme
"Will you take a look at that? Pretty pathetic, huh?"
"I was the worlds nicest guy and they ruined my life for no reason."
"You threw off my groove."
"I'm sorry but you've thrown off the emperor's groove."
"Trot out the ladies."
"Let me guess, you've got a great personality."
"Don't be fooled by the folksy, peasant look."
"You really should have thought of that before you became peasants."
"I'm the emperor and your the emperor's advisor, remember?"
"Um, how else can I say it? You're being let go...your departments being downsized, you're part of an outplacement...we're going in a different direction, we're not picking up your option. Take your pick I got more."
"Word on the street is you can fix my problem."
"When I give the word, your little town thingy will go bye bye."
"With him out of the way and no heir to the throne I'll take over and rule the empire."
"Why do we even have that lever?"
"I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box and I'll put that box inside of another box and then I'll mail that box to myself and when it arrives I'll smash it with a hammer!"
"Our moment of triumph approaches."
"I am one hungry king of the world."
"Now to get rid of the body."
"W...we were just making a toast...to your long and healthy rule."
"You know...in my defense...your poisons all look alike. You might think about relabeling some of them."
"I am so glad I was unconscious for all of this."
"Don't listen to that guy. He's trying to lead you down the path of righteousness. I'm gonna lead you down the path that rocks."
"Demon llama!"
"I'm an ugly, stinky llama!"
"I have no idea. You're the criminal mastermind, not me."
"I got a little secret for you. Come here. No, closer."
"Maybe I'm just new to this whole rescuing thing but this, to me, might be considered kind of a backward step, wouldn't you say?"
"Don't tell me. We're about to go over a huge waterfall."
"For the last time, it was not a kiss."
"You know what? Some day you're gonna wind up all alone and you'll have no one to blame but yourself."
"And so it is with great sadness that we mourn the sudden departure of our beloved prince taken from us so tragically on the very eve of his birthday. His legacy will live on in our hearts for all eternity."
"Well...he's not as dead as we would have hoped."
"I was gonna have you imprisoned for life but I kind of like this better."
"I thought you were a changed man."
"Why did I risk my life for a selfish brat like you?"
"I was always taught that there was some good in everyone but, oh, you proved me wrong."
"Don't read too much into it. It was a one time thing."
"Anything sounds bad when you say it with that attitude."
"Break it down? Are you kidding me? This is hand-carved mahagony."
"Its called a cruel irony, like my dependence on you."
"I've never liked your spinach puffs! Never!"
"From above, the wicked shall receive their just reward."
"It's not the first time I was tossed out a window and it won't be the last."
For @proistemii
The Free City of Cyrkensia, a bustling place of trade, good food, and of course, its famed Opera House. And on this day, it contained one particular idiot who would tell you he knew exactly where he was going, or so he said. Staring down at a map a rather pushy citizen forced into his hands, Tobias’ mind sprawled as much as the streets on the paper did. He was SUPPOSED to be in the East Market District and yet...this was clearly not that. He was sure of that, at least.
Repressing an urge to tear the map in two, as well as finding the “helpful” citizen and doing something similarly violent, he grimaced as his stomach cheerfully reminded him that it was in need of food. And this heat....Wait, what was this cooling feeling on hi cheek? And why was it so dark? Groggily blinking, Tobias spotted a figure approaching. Shakily..rising-he was definitely rising-he called out, “Excuse me! Do you know how to get to the East Market District? I seem to have gotten lost and...oooooh that doesn’t feel so good...”
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“Bah, this heat’ll be the death of me, I swear. I won’t die to some cutthroat’s blade, nor a well placed arrow, no...I will perish here, burnt to a crisp and drowning in a puddle of my own sweat.”
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How long had it been since he had taken up a semi-permanent residence anywhere? Tobias had to assume it was over a year since he had settled down in one place, too many jobs had kept him moving and his penchant to make...less than favorable impressions left him with less friends than he cared to admit. However, this time he had landed a long term watch duty, something that left him feeling a bit warm and fuzzy. It had brought back some good memories, short lived as though those times were.
Making his nightly rounds of the town, he stopped when he spotted a figure he assumed to belong to a young girl. Ever the cautious one, his hand drifted to the hilt of his sword as he approached the figure. Rolling his neck, Tobias called out in what he hoped was a tone filled with authority, “Oi! It’s a bit late out, what’s a young one like you doing out this late?”
A Note
((..Hi yes hello. I’m alive. Maybe. I’ve been...less than active. Again. Oops. Been busy and given how badly I deal with the heat, my motivation has just been actually nowhere, my apologies. If anyone wants a small starter just to hopefully get eased back into writing, like this post/send me an ask/message))
