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Tarot Card Personality
You got: Death
You can be a bit intense and find yourself drawn to dark and mysterious things. You’ve been through a lot and have probably seen your fair share of endings, but probably cope with it through humor. On top of that, you are surprisingly easygoing — you’re open to change, try not to let past baggage weigh you down, and seek out new experiences.
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tagging: Anyone who wants to do it tbh aldkghlksadgh <3
I think I'm finally mentally ok enough to rp again. I'm so sorry guys. @@
Hhhhhh I’m so sorry the holidays have been really stressful I promise I haven’t abandoned anything tho
Hhhhhh I'm so sorry the holidays have been really stressful I promise I haven't abandoned anything tho
GUNMETAL BONES & BULLETS FOR TEETH
❝ WERE YOU ALWAYS LIKE THIS? ❞ his smile is crooked. ❝ NO, ❞ he breathed out. ❝ I WASN’T BORN A MONSTER. ❞
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HEY WHATS UR NEW JOB TELL M
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and so both your strength and your weakness is that you are unerringly human. a set of contradictions given flesh, in the same breath noble and selfish, hopeful and defeated, obliterated but immortal. in the end, still, you could never escape the fate that demanded you be a HERO. { home / about / rules / ask / promo }
*temporarily unfollows nonmutuals that I’m not rping with cuz I don’t have the mental energy or time to ask if they want to rp rn*
Quick update: I’m alive just this is a busy week with hiring paperwork (I HAVE A JOB GUYS), helping a friend with filming (if u like anastasia check out mishkali’s project ocming out... sometime), med school shit, bdays, and six flags. So yeah I’ll be kinda dead till after sunday OTZ
Posts are slowly being worked on and may be posted at weird hours tho XD
The power conferred by use of the Speech has, of course, one insurmountable limitation: the existence of death itself. As one renowned Senior Wizard has remarked, “Entropy has us outnumbered.” No matter how much preserving we do, the Universe will eventually die. But it will last longer because of our efforts. And since no one knows for sure whether another Universe can or will be born from the ashes of this one, the effort seems worthwhile.
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for @amaranthinepride, a starter, accepting
“What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done?” Oh, so it’s one of those days. A deep dive into what is missing, a dissection of sorts. She could’ve asked what the best thing Leo’s ever done is, but she’s never put much stock in that type of thing. A leisurely conversation doesn’t need to be pleasant.
“I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours. I’ll try to be as objective as possible.”
At that question, Leon froze mid sip for but the smallest of moments, mind running through a million possibilities before settling on the most likely one: less frivolous small talk. They set their cup down before looking at their company, a seemingly casual smile gracing their lips.
“Why, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were fishing for blackmail material. Though, I suppose that is a fair enough trade.” They furrowed their brow for a moment as if in deep thought before sighing ruefully.
“I unfortunately cannot actually tell you all the details, but I can tell you that in an effort to impress my Father, I accomplished something Awesome but Terrible with consequences lasting to this day. It was all a rather sordid affair.” Leon said with a rather dramatic sigh.
“Now I understand I didn’t quite complete the terms of your deal, so I understand if you’d rather not reciprocate.”
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The silver moon hung above–a single eye peering down from within the cover of misty darkness. It illuminated, in a spotlight, an old, weathered bench that still awaited the train, even though a train had not traversed the region in a long, long time. The tracks laid before the bench were fragmented and rusted. The lands were barren as far as one could see, and nature had begun to reclaim the bygone stop.
A man sat alone on the bench, reading the papers in the little hours of the morning. At once, he glanced up into the darkness that engulfed him, his copper eyes almost expectant.
“Hello, out there. Care to read the weather report? The forecast calls for sunny skies.”
He clicks his tongue with a note of sharp disapproval.
“Personally, I prefer the cloudier days, but… what can one do in the summertime?”
He stared at the grayscale figure outlined within the consuming, familiar darkness, waiting for it to emerge. The warmth the anonymous one emitted was something fiery. He flipped the page.
Leon liked it when their tasks took them out into the more isolated areas of the earth, where humanity for some reason or another decided not to settle. It was… peaceful. A chance to meditate on the nature of Life, existence, so on so forth. In short, this was much needed alone time (if one ignores the trees). Alone time that was now being interrupted. They narrowed their eyes at the lone figure sitting on the old bench, reading a newspaper of all things. Probably not human then, considering how dark it was even with the moon out.
They approached slowly and quietly, hoping to avoid any actual confrontation when the man suddenly looked up, making eye contact and addressing them. Wonderful. Muttering out a Word and activating their shielding, Leon stepped forward into the light.
“It’s all the same to me if I am to be honest good sir, though sunny days are preferred by my plants.” They said, approaching the stranger slowly. “May I ask what you are doing out in such a remote locale though? I imagine there are better places to read the paper.”
A late happy thanksgiving!!!
Send me “Smash or Pass” + a name and my muse will answer with 100% honesty.
Anyways I’m about to take an ethics test that will hopefully help me get into medical school wish me luck y’all
