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[antiqam]

          V          ☾          ORIGINAL CHARACTER

   ー     he enjoys long walks on the beach and overthrowing dictatorships.    ー     a freedom fighter and vigilante.    ー     never seen without his mask.    ー     rogue class, proficient in assassination and deception.    ー     a walking enigma; very little about his behaviour is genuine, even his name is a lie.    ー     in truth, beneath the facade and charismatic demeanor, his past boasts a vengeful man with a deeply rooted hatred and rage for those in positions of power.    ー     formerly devoted to a god, now he’s severely critical of religion.    ー     before he assumed the moniker of V, he was Valefor--- a kind and generous young aasimar living in the snowy town of easthaven. when its people were under threat of poverty and suffering, they turned to a deity to save them, whose price demanded sacrifice. the lottery intended to choose this sacrifice was rigged, and when Valefor discovered this, he was chosen to die. needless to say, he survived, but there was nothing left of who he once was.    ー     he rather enjoys dancing.    ー     sacrificed his physical form to a vengeful spirit for power, nbd.    ー     don't ask him to disarm himself, you'll be there for hours as he pulls 183849574 knives outta nowhere.    ー     he'll 360° no-scope someone with a quill.

[isolaradiale]

oop should be all fixed now! second time's the charm--- reapping my original character, V

Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, V!

You will be housed in CONDO 401.

You will retain everything you were given previously.

– ⋆ taygeta.

[antiqam]

redhorseman​.

“So, what is this then?” War gestured to the stranger with a flippant motion of his gauntlet. “Are you trying to plan a future investment?” That was rather presumptuous of him. To assume War wanted anything of the sort; it was enough to make him scoff, breathing through his nose in a harsh but quick manner.

“Quit while your ahead, stranger.”

        HE PARTS HIS HANDS IN GESTURE, admitting simply.

               ❝  i prefer to call it my way of making friends--- or at the very least, allies.  ❞ lowering his arms, his cloak falls together around his form, carving a dark silhouette into the empty space.

               ❝  i’ve never been particularly fond of quitting, but very well, stranger. i shan’t keep you from your brooding.  ❞

[redhorseman]

@antiqam

"I'm not in the mood to make a deal, nor would I have any information to offer you in repayment."

[antiqam]

               ❝  oh i don't disagree, particularly at present given your current circumstances. you are not the first to be disadvantaged by the stars, nor shall you be the last.  ❞ he is still, looking upon the stranger’s noteworthy stature with an unflinching gaze, ❝  don’t sell yourself so short--- i’m certain, when the time comes, you would have much to offer.  ❞

[toky09]

[antiqam]

[edenmemes]

wednesday starters

❝ i’ve learned so much from you. part of it is admittedly criminal behavior. ❞ ❝ use the words  ‘little’  and  ‘girl’  to address me again and i can’t guarantee your safety. ❞ ❝ i knew you didn’t have what it takes to be a murderer. ❞ ❝ i promise that whoever did this to you will suffer. ❞ ❝ you really suck at this. cheering people up. ❞ ❝ are you feeling okay? you look a little pale. ❞ ❝ there’s nothing quite like the feeling of being proven right. ❞ ❝ your secret’s safe with me. ❞ ❝ why should i bother telling you anything? you’ve already decided i’m lying. ❞ ❝ to tell you the truth, i’ve never really fit in anywhere. ❞ ❝ how i missed those accusing eyes and youthful sneer. ❞ ❝ i’ll be keeping my eye on you. ❞ ❝ you’re hurt. can you walk? ❞ ❝ try anything and you’ll lose limbs. ❞ ❝ i should have known you were behind this. ❞ ❝ do you always speak in riddles? ❞ ❝ for someone who claims to have no friends, you certainly protect them. ❞ ❝ i refuse to play the role of a pawn in someone else’s corrupt game. ❞ ❝ any plans you have of running away end right now. ❞ ❝ or you can just glare uncomfortably. whatever works for you. ❞ ❝ i don’t have time to explain, but you’re in danger. ❞ ❝ i didn’t realize we were back on speaking terms. ❞ ❝ no man chooses evil because it is evil. he only mistakes it for happiness, the good he seeks. ❞ ❝ emotion equals weakness. pull yourself together. ❞ ❝ there’s a monster out there, but everyone believes i made it up. ❞ ❝ how long do you intend on giving me the cold shoulder? ❞ ❝ if you die, i will kill you. ❞ ❝ whoever you are, show yourself. ❞ ❝ how long have you been lurking? ❞ ❝ believe nothing you hear and half of what you see. ❞ ❝ as usual, you underestimate me. ❞ ❝ i don’t believe that i’m better than everyone else. just that i’m better than you. ❞ ❝ i hope that one day, you’ll finally be able to accept me for who i am. ❞ ❝ i don’t want you to be a stranger in my life. ❞ ❝ i don’t plan on staying here long. ❞ ❝ not a hugger. got it. ❞ ❝ you’re soft and weak. you’ll never survive without me. ❞ ❝ do you make a habit of scaring the hell out of everybody? ❞ ❝ if he breaks your heart, i’ll nail-gun his. ❞ ❝ you are a brilliant person, but sometimes you get in your own way. ❞ ❝ my personal philosophy is kill or be killed. ❞ ❝ breathe a word of this to anyone and i will end you. ❞ ❝ have you ever shot a bow and arrow before? ❞ ❝ i don’t bury hatchets. i sharpen them. ❞ ❝ you can’t get rid of me that easily. ❞ ❝ i act as if i don’t care if people dislike me. deep down…i secretly enjoy it. ❞ ❝ there’s just something wrong about this place. ❞ ❝ i want to assure you i remain as cold and heartless as the first day we met. ❞ ❝ i have no interest in following in your footsteps. ❞ ❝ you used to love my killer instinct. ❞ ❝ sometimes the monsters we least expect are the most dangerous. ❞ ❝ would it kill you to not think the worst of me for once? ❞ ❝ is that your professional opinion as the child of a murderer? ❞ ❝ you always had a unique perspective on the world. ❞ ❝ i don’t know what kind of sick joke you’re playing, but i’m out of here. ❞ ❝ at least it’s turning into a beautiful day. ❞ ❝ being your friend should come with a warning label. ❞ ❝ there’s no time. leave me. save yourself. ❞ ❝ we were good together. ❞ ❝ oh, great. i guess you can add ‘thief’ to your resume. ❞ ❝ whatever did this wasn’t human. ❞ ❝ the last thing i remember i was walking outside feeling a mixture of rage, pity and self-disgust. ❞ ❝ i’m not above breaking a few fingers. ❞ ❝ once again, you have underestimated the situation. ❞ ❝ i see the world as a place that must be endured. ❞ ❝ this will not end well for you. ❞ ❝ stop making enemies and start making friends. you’re going to need them. ❞ ❝ it’s been a long night. i’m tired of your games. ❞ ❝ never lose that. the ability to not let others define you. ❞ ❝ i make one mistake, and you can’t forgive me. ❞ ❝ my deviousness has finally rubbed off on you. ❞ ❝ you could have been seriously hurt or worse. ❞ ❝ my vengeance will be swift and true. ❞ ❝ no matter how hard i try, there will always be people who look down on me. ❞ ❝ danger is on its way. no time to delay. ❞ ❝ please, flattery will get you nowhere. ❞ ❝ do you have a death wish or something? ❞ ❝ i’m the villain in your fantasy. ❞ ❝ i just want you to know all i want is the very best for you. ❞ ❝ you know what your problem is? you don’t know who your real friends are. ❞ ❝ i did a terrible a thing, but i swear i’m not a terrible person. ❞ ❝ the world isn’t always black and white. there are shades of grey. ❞ ❝ where you see doom, i see opportunity. ❞ ❝ friends are a liability and can be exploited. that makes them weaknesses. ❞ ❝ i’m just gonna come out and say it. i want us to be more than friends. ❞ ❝ that’s so sweet. you didn’t have to get me anything. ❞ ❝ think you skipped where you apologize for acting like a jerk last weekend. ❞ ❝ you’ll use everyone to get what you want, even if it means putting them in danger. ❞ ❝ every time you get involved, people get hurt. ❞ ❝ there’s a biting sense of humor that i always adored. ❞ ❝ what does it feel like? to lose. ❞ ❝ i  have  great  admiration  for  well  executed  revenge  plots  but  yours  was  a  bit  extreme. ❞ ❝ what’s your excuse from creeping around in the middle of the night? ❞ ❝ i’ll survive alone. i always have. ❞ ❝ when you give me that death stare of disapproval, you remind me of your mother. ❞ ❝ are you all right? i can’t imagine witnessing something like that. ❞ ❝ i’m tougher than you think. ❞ ❝ the more you listen to them, the more their claws sink into you. ❞ ❝ people like me and you, we’re different. ❞ ❝ i would rather dye my hair pink than ask my mother for advice. ❞ ❝ i’ve never seen someone so blinded by rage. ❞ ❝ could we please do without the overt display of emotion? ❞

[antiqam]

AESTHETIC FOR THE SENSES.

𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. small towns. big cities. forest that goes on forever. six thirty curfews. lights that take the place of stars. blanket nests. light through the blinds as a wake up call. found family. finding a single star in the middle of New York city. window shopping. watching something terrible and enjoying it. growing numb to the sight of injustice. wilted flowers. faded caricatures. bright, bold colors.

𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃. crickets and lightning bugs. car engines and a/c units. a phone call to mom / dad. laughing with friends. jokes that are so bad you have to laugh. the clicking of computer keys. noise canceling headphones. the sound of silence. muffled music from another room. drumming fingertips on a table. clicking of pens. listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower. ringing in the ears. the voice of someone you love. pitch shifted songs. a cappella singing. a pencil scratching on paper.

𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇. being held close during a long night. fleeting reassurances. hugs that are too tight. brushing fingers through strands of hair. freshly dried clothes. bruises on your knuckles. silk and satin. your favorite pet’s fur or feather. wringing your hands anxiously. snuggles. comforters in the dead of winter. nails against skin. cold metal. leather in summer.

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄. coffee in the morning. tea in the evening. bubblegum that lost its flavor. alcohol burning the back of your throat. homemade cooking, no matter what’s made. blood in your mouth. stale air. mint. fresh vegetables. that processed taste of citrus candy. the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good. foreign sweets. fast food. bittersweet. sour. spicy. sweet. bitter. too much salt on fries.

𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋. morning glories and honeysuckles. pine. freshly cut grass. dirt. hot chocolate in the middle of winter. nail polish. acetone. hospital rooms. smoke. hair spray. their favorite shampoo /conditioner. the scent of home. perfume. cologne. mint. something burning. wet dogs. copper. metal. unemptied ash trays. something familiar yet different. camp fires. damp caves. roasting meat.

[antiqam]

               ❝  how curious.  ❞ he has no qualms about encroaching on another’s personal space should it glean him some manner of understanding. although... truthfully he is not certain what a close examination of a clock face perched upon the shoulders of a humanoid body could possibly yield, outside of the obvious. perhaps they are a strange new variant of warforged?

       for the moment however, he shall relent, taking a step back.

               ❝  can’t say i’ve ever met a walking timepiece before--- do you speak in ticking noises?  ❞ 

        ー   @infernol​.

[antiqam]

               ❝  marvellous!  ❞ he exclaims of her performance with a clap, before parting his arms enthusiastically in a welcoming gesture. although they are known to each other merely by a name and nothing more, he appreciates the modicum of familiarity, ❝  once again, lady onai, your music has captivated me.  ❞

       the phantom lowers his arms, cloak shrouding him once again, as he simply inclines his head.

               ❝  it has provided me with an ounce of comfort in these unusual circumstances, and for that, i thank you.  ❞

         ー   @heclingmuzik​.

[antiqam]

apologies for the delay on starters, it's been a busy and messy past week. i'll be getting to those tonight--- thanks for your patience!

[antiqam]

STARTER CALL. capping at two! feel free to check out his STATS PAGE or IR FOLLOW POST for more information about his character!

[antiqam]

          V          ☾          ORIGINAL CHARACTER

   ー     he enjoys long walks on the beach and overthrowing dictatorships.    ー     a freedom fighter and vigilante.    ー     never seen without his mask.    ー     rogue class, proficient in assassination and deception.    ー     a walking enigma; very little about his behaviour is genuine, even his name is a lie.    ー     in truth, beneath the facade and charismatic demeanor, his past boasts a vengeful man with a deeply rooted hatred and rage for those in positions of power.    ー     formerly devoted to a god, now he’s severely critical of religion.    ー     before he assumed the moniker of V, he was Valefor— a kind and generous young aasimar living in the snowy town of easthaven. when its people were under threat of poverty and suffering, they turned to a deity to save them, whose price demanded sacrifice. the lottery intended to choose this sacrifice was rigged, and when Valefor discovered this, he was chosen to die. needless to say, he survived, but there was nothing left of who he once was.    ー     he rather enjoys dancing.    ー     sacrificed his physical form to a vengeful spirit for power, nbd.    ー     don’t ask him to disarm himself, you’ll be there for hours as he pulls 183849574 knives outta nowhere.    ー     he’ll 360° no-scope someone with a quill.

[isolaradiale]

feeling unhinged, i'd like to reapply for my original character, V, if that's alright! his app can be found under /A, and i'll be sending my contact info separately

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, V!

You'll be housed in CONDO 403.

You'll be returned everything you were given during your previous stay.

-- mod altair.

[antiqam]

arcaneshift​.

❛  your outfit looks like it belongs in a museum! that… wasn’t meant to be an insult, by the way.  ❜

the extent of ezreal’s familiarity with the spirale goes about as far as the names of the wards sounding very much like the sophisticated language he read in one of the many lengthy, extensively boring astrology textbooks that made him want to bash his head against a wall, once upon a time. everything else remained a mystery: the nature of this new, unfamiliar world,  whether or not he was even in runeterra anymore,  where the hell his beloved gauntlet went.  still, regardless of where he was,  one thing would remain constant: his gravitation towards anything that seemed even remotely like a valuable artifact. ezreal saw that pearly mask, he came, but he can’t do much yet, not without his trusty gauntlet. though he is deeply intimate with the art of flirting with death, he knows there can be no payoff when he has no tools to get him out of danger, so he decides for now,  he’s going to observe, learn… and probably pester the hell out of whoever this poor guy was.

❛  where’d you get it from?  ❜

@antiqam​ liked for a starter.

       AS FAR AS INTRODUCTIONS GO, that certainly could have been worse. the manner of which he is approached does not dissuade his demeanor in the slightest, only earning his unwavering stare in answer. the pivot of his note is deliberately slow, not a sound to accompany his movement, as he know searches the stranger’s features without so much as a blink. a chuckle bleeds from the featureless mask guising his expression, and he tips his head aside.

               ❝  that’s my little secret, i’m afraid, but i can tell you it was quite a steal.  ❞ he answers in jest... well, for the most part.

       who said he couldn’t have a little fun every now and again?

[antiqam]

heclingmuzik​.

“Pfft, y’know what I mean.” She says, waving her hand. Ismael is usually the kind to be alert in her surroundings…usually. All of that sometimes goes away when she does get invested in playing her songs, whether it’s singing, playing the violin, or the piano. “When’s the last time you heard a violin? Do you play?” Even if he is intimidating and scary looking, he doesn’t seem at all like a bad person. Hard to tell on first meeting, of course. She’s not going to judge right off the bat. Pretty scary intimidating, but pretty cool, too. The mask adds a really mysterious touch. You know who he reminds her of? One of those characters to read in books or see in movies. The vigilante or something. 

That’s probably the vibe she gets from him. 

“I’m Ismael Onai, by the way. Do you have a name, sir?” Dumb question, because many people had names born or just made. 

       THIS WAS PROVING A RATHER PLEASANT CONVERSATION, not that he had ever intended otherwise. amid their chatter, he finds himself analysing her mannerisms, and every inch of their surroundings. a habit, alas, but not one he would consider meaningless, given the circumstances. throughout these silences, he is cautious of her every move and word, the way the trees glimmer underneath the sunlight beyond, the way it bleeds through the canopy, the noises above and aside. there was never any harm in being careful, for he trusted no-one, and nothing.

               ❝  some years now, i suspect.  ❞ the years had taken much from him, ❝  i don’t play myself, but i won’t lament that. i derive far greater joy in listening.  ❞

                                                                           and his talents lie... elsewhere.

               ❝  forgive me, i seem to have forgotten myself---  ❞ he rights his posture, then places a hand upon his chest, supplementing the gesture with a bow of his head, ❝  pleased to meet you, ismael--- you may call me V.  ❞

[antiqam]

     STARTER CALL.       my name’s xeno and this is jackass [drops an rp ad on meme day].  capping at two! length may vary.

      feel free to check out his STATS PAGE or IR FOLLOW POST for more information about his character!