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BIRTH!!!
// birth!
// its my birthday! sorry for being so inactive ;w;
Have you ever been in a relationship with someone?
“I have a girlfriend!” She smiled. “Before her though.. nope! Never have been in a relationship with anybody, kind of going blind in it, but that’s okay.”
“What is it with you and m—“ The female voice paused, but only for a moment, trying to hide her original words. “Midas? I would know you, wouldn’t I?” The faint voice called, “who are you?” the female voice asked her.
Skye was confused, listening to the voice intently. “I’m Skye! Can I ask who are you?” She said, her voice not as bright as cheery, but more confused than fearful.
☃ : What is your muse’s favorite season? What about their least favorite season, if they have one?
“I really like autumn! The trees are just so pretty...... Though it’s really cold! So I always make sure I’m prepared before I go out adventuring.” She smiled. “As for my least favourite... I dunno, I like all the seasons because of how pretty it can be. But maybe winter, since Midas doesn’t let me go out too much due to the weather.”
Ok, so random question, but how do you bathe Ollie? Like he's on your head so do you throw him into the washing machine? Or do you bathe him like any other pet?
“He.. cleans himself, actually! Think of like, a cat, when they clean themselves. He just does that basically.” She paused. “I tried giving him a bath and it didn’t exactly go to plan-”
Hi Skye, umm... do you like Meowscles?
“Of course I do! I love playing games with him- seeing him rage when I win is totally worth it!” She giggled. “Meowscles is really sweet, friends forever.”
// Hey guys! I’m sorry for being so inactive, asks are piling up but I don’t have an ounce of motivation to answer any at this moment. I don’t know when I will, but please don’t think I have abandoned this blog <3
// You will see me active possibly on my Twitter @/monster_rights, Instagram @/monster-rights or on my discord that you can get if you message me :D Stay safe.
Name Hugo Smirnov
Age 27
Height 5'8
Gender Male
Sexuality Gay
Occupation Assassin for Ghost, along with undercover spy for specific information. Has close contact with a few Shadow henchmen.
Personality He has a hard exterior and acts to not care, but when you find yourself with him alone he cares a ton. He’s a hopeless romantic and will flirt with near enough anybody he sees. Despite that, he’s incredibly loyal and can take a joke.
Other info He was born and raised in Russia, so his pronunciation of words are very off but he’s trying. Hugo acts like a top, but in reality he is a bottom at heart. He may or may not have feelings for a specific henchman.
insp: @askmidas @shxdow-mldxs @agencyfeline @tlnseltoes
˜”*°•.˜”*°• It’s time to shine! •°*”˜.•°*”˜
Name: Friday Age: 21 Height: 5′ 5″ Sexuality: Pansexual Occupation: Bartender Birthday: February 27th Bio: A childhood friend to Mrs. Theodora Valentine, Friday grew up around an energetic and talented young woman. Theo was a straight A student and was definitely on-track to get the highest grades out of the entire school. Just before Theo went on a murderous rampage and killed everyone in her family, Friday and her family moved away as they couldn’t afford to keep paying the rent in such an upper class neighbourhood. They didn’t move too far, a few blocks down into a similar house but with less features than their previous. When Friday heard the news of her friend’s misdeeds, she was heart-broken but also relieved, if she hadn’t have moved away then maybe Theo could’ve came to live with them, although at least she didn’t have to watch her best friend murder her family and then disappear off the face of the earth. A few years passed and Friday had all but forgotten her friend; ocassionally she looked back on her past and remembered some of the fun times that Friday spent with the crazy little blonde bundle of energy; but when she heard the news of the High Stakes gang fleeing the scene of a failed robbery with only one member being arrested, her heart almost leaped out of her chest when the name Theodora Valentine popped up on the screen. Half of her wanted to run down to the station and try to reason with the cops for her release but the other half just knew that if she could do all of this and not get caught for four years then she could easily break out of jail. So, she carried on with her life and surely enough she did break out. They never found her again, mainly because they stopped looking. Time passed and Friday eventually reunited with her friend, the world may have changed drastically in the short timespan of them losing contact but Friday hadn’t changed one bit, she was still the shy and nervous girl that she was back in High School. Only difference now being that she owned her own bar, fit with a karaoke machine, a jukebox, TVs to watch football and soccer on, a dance floor, and plenty of tables, chairs, and stools. As it turns out, she’s a pretty good dancer, who knew someone so nervous wouldn’t be afraid to put on some makeup, a mirror tiled shirt, and some shiny pants, and get up on a stage and dance her absolute heart out in front of an entire bar full of people from around the island.
Anything
The power in this ask.... it scares me more than anything I have ever known
You smart bastard
I know your a gamer but do you play this game called fortnite
“Yeah! I love games where you have to protect an objective. Save The World is pretty cool, have you played it?” She asked, smile on her face.
Hey skye question, who's ur favourite agent? (except you)
“Midas!” She grinned. “Would’ve said Ollie but.. he’s not an agent. There’s also Lynx, Maya and Envoy! They’re all my favourites-”
“Join Shadow!”
The posters were everywhere, most of the Agency had joined them so surely it was the right option. The small girl called Skye was running a prison and she’s part of Ghost so they must be the bad ones, right? Delilah looked down at her upper left arm, the Shadow insignia that they’d fused with her raincoat was prominent. Shadow’s agents looked mean and strong but really they were all just ordinary people trying to make a difference. I mean, her job was the same as before, just cook food and grill burgers. Only difference being that everyone was friendly and helped each other out. She had a few people come up to her and ask if she needed any help with shooting a gun, they showed her how to properly aim, hold a gun properly, and the best points to hit to immobilise a target, Turns out Del isn’t a bad shot, she hit the head of the target about 14 times out of the 32 bullets that she shot. Not bad for someone who flips burgers every day.
The rain gently pelted her umbrella, puddles forming in the potholes and dips in the road. She looked up at the blinding neon lights of the empty city, only the sound of beeping horns and engines whirring could be heard. “Is this life now? We pick sides and those who don’t just fuel the fire. Am I going to get shot just for being part of Shadow now?” She pondered so many different questions, the main question was “Will we be safe?” ‘We’ referring to Aldusa and herself. If people found out about her working for Shadow, would they go after Al to get to her? I mean, Aldusa can perfectly handle herself in a fight but the constant fighting and protecting would tire her out, what if she was sick of it? What if she just gave Del to Ghost? Aldusa just wants to live a quiet life… Would all the fighting tip her over the edge? Too many questions. She shook them off and carried on walking in the rain. Del just kept walking, no sense of direction, she couldn’t stop thinking about every scenario. People already hated her, she hasn’t always been the cheery burger flipper that everyone knows. Her past encounters with people have been a mix of aggression and monotonous conversations, being an orphan, you tend to figure things out for yourself. She’d always had this idea in her head that no one wanted to help her, so it was up to her to help herself. Delilah didn’t need pity, at least not back then. What she did, she did for herself and only herself. Regardless of how people felt or what they did afterwards, she never felt remorse.
It’s different now. She has a few friends, a lover, two father figures, and a few pets. Life was great, but when you get some time to think about the past, you fall down a rabbit hole of memories that make you feel a lot different than they did in the past. Here, with only the sound of rain and cars, this was when she started to remember the past. Delilah felt oddly angry, not at some random person but at herself. How could she have acted like that, why did she hurt so many people that just wanted to be her friend. It wasn’t right. That’s not who she is, she’s a nice person. She’s kind! …Right? Delilah began to doubt herself over and over, was she really the happy and friendly person that she always believed she was?
Del turned the corner into an alleyway. There was cover from the rain above so she pulled her umbrella back in, drying it off before putting it under her arm. Wandering down the alley, she made her way past many a folk, some young some old, some just trying to get by each day. Rather than try and help, she just walked. Maybe if she was more caring then she’d have stopped to see if she could help but… no. Sometimes, maybe it’s just better to accept who you’ve become than try and turn back into someone you’re not. Maybe… You never really changed at all, you just put up a facade and made people believe that’s who you really are…
She tried to shake it off again but her thoughts were shouting, screaming at this point. All she wanted was to apologise… But even that might’ve been a lie, what her heart wants and what her brain hears are separate things and it’s all just one big fuck up.
Delilah stepped out into the rain, no umbrella this time. The cold chill from the droplets was calming, it helped to ease the stress but the thoughts were always there. So many… All screaming at once… Only being muffled by her lies. The rain picked up, she wanted to pop up her umbrella again but there was no point. She was already soaked so might as well just keep on trudging. The neon durr burger in the distance was almost like a beacon to her, Delilah ran as fast as she could towards it, only to be disappointed when it was just an old advertisement for the now out of business food chain. The only thing that she was holding out hope for was that Aldusa would still be there when she got home. Seeing her smile when she walked in the door, watching as she pulled Del into her arms and held her close. The warmth from the chest, that’s all she wanted to happen when she got home. Wherever home was now. She was lost. Emotionally and physically. Was she supposed to be happy? Sad? Remorseful? Angry? Who even was she anymore? Delilah, the burger flipper? Or Delilah, the Shadow agent? Or just… Delilah? Even that name hurt her, she didn’t want to be her anymore, all she wanted to do was start over. Maybe then she could do this all differently, if she got to this exact same point but without hurting all those people… Maybe then she wouldn’t have to lie to everyone. The lies were being washed away by the rain, her tears were masked by the water as she looked up at the neon lights again, taking a seat on a nearby bench. She wanted to call Aldusa, to hear her voice, to listen as her words warmed up her heart, but her phone was dead. No money for a payphone or a taxi, no way of contacting her lover, she got up and sat under a bus shelter. She’d find her way home somehow, perhaps once her mind let her go from all the bad thoughts Del would actually know what to do.
For now though, all she could do was rest.
And hope that it would all be over in the morning.
Heya Skye, Ghost Agent Catalyst here! Just wondering, is Midas like a father to you? Or just like an older brother? (BTW, I think Ollie is adorible. Can I give him a pat on the head...?)
She thought for a moment, tough question. “Honestly I kinda see him as both? But seeing as Cobalt is technically my father figure I see Midas more of an older brother.” Skye smiled. “A problematic one, at least. Don’t know what he’s up to half the time when he’s not complaining about the others joining Shadow-” “And sure! He’d love that.”
He is the king
Appearing on the island from a mysterious portal, Oro found himself inside a strange cabin like house. When he exited it, he took note he was on a small island. Once looking around he realized. A completely new world. If he could smirk, he would be doing so right now. I guess luck was on his side. New treasures to find and take. It’s a shame his crew wasn’t here with him to help find all this new world’s treasures and conquer the island. He’ll just have to find new ones. Afterall, he does have the power to turn those he wishes into gold statues or gold minions. It was only a matter of time before he got started with his journey, but first, he needed to rest and make his new base bold and clear to those who inhabit this island. He walked back to his new fort and touched it, turning the whole cabin into solid gold. Once he gets his energy back, then he will venture into the new world that the gods have teleported him to to make it his own world for real. He’ll make sure everyone knows who is he in due time: King Oro.
Hey, Dimentio asks me to come to this and (surprise) what's that cute thing? is so adorable! Leave by Mika.
She tilted her head. “Do you mean Ollie?” Skye then smiled. “Yeah, he’s adorable, and incredibly soft too-”