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@askgoldenanarchy
Boss shit
Literal actual goals
that was intensely satisfying
WELL DONE!!!
I watched the first few seconds, said “is this motherfucker actually,” AND THEN THE MOTHERFUCKER ACTUALLY
How the fuck did he run for so long
He only ran for a minute and a half.
I LIIIIIVE
Kind of? Just kind of poking around. So nothing really all that different from when I was first lurkin’ on this site, but now today! In the interesting year of 2022. Let’s see if I even remember how to use this bloody site..
Reblog if you don’t mind random inbox starters that aren’t memes
Reblog if you want to be spammed with anonymous asks
Ask my muse about their past!
No limits. If you manage to make them squirm, you’ll get 100 points.
askgoldenanarchy:
“Hmm, hmm, what to choose..” He browsed the choices before him, nodding to himself after a few moments. “Just an iced mocha, whatever the biggest size is. Oh, extra cream and sweetener if possible. How much?” He started to dig in one of the pockets along his jacket, his arm vanishing up to the elbow for a moment. Humming slightly, he pulled out some G, enough to cover the cost for his, with a smile and a nod. “Alright, this should cover it.”
“Oh, uhh, no! I mean, it’s okay. I’ve got it.”
She fumbles with her wallet for a bit before placing some G on the counter.
“A-and a large black coffee for me. Uhh, please.”
He blinked, then smiled in thanks as he looked down at her, placing his G back in the Far Too Deep pocket. With a thoughtful hum, he looked around for a place to sit while they waited for their order. “No need for that, but.. Thank you. I’ll have to pay for yours next time, heh.” He tilted his head as he looked around the room, grimacing a bit. “See anywhere we can sit? One of the disadvantages of being this large is seating..”
askgoldenanarchy:
He grinned wide as well as the cafe doors swung upon, breathing in the scents of the place before chuckling. “A true miracle indeed, ahehe.” Stepping up to the counter with her, he looked over the choices available, a soft, thoughtful hum flowing forth. “Hmm..”
“It’s all up to you now, big guy”
Nansi chuckles, taking her wallet out as Anarchy spends time deciding.
So, yeah, maybe she’s boring for having the same thing all the time but she knew what she liked. Besides coffee terms could be…. incredibly complicated, depending on where she went.
“Hmm, hmm, what to choose..” He browsed the choices before him, nodding to himself after a few moments. “Just an iced mocha, whatever the biggest size is. Oh, extra cream and sweetener if possible. How much?” He started to dig in one of the pockets along his jacket, his arm vanishing up to the elbow for a moment. Humming slightly, he pulled out some G, enough to cover the cost for his, with a smile and a nod. “Alright, this should cover it.”
askgoldenanarchy:
“Pfffhehee! Oh, just a few more steps I’m sure of it!” Anarchy laughed, covering his muzzle a bit as he did another false stumble, very mindful for any monsters walking by despite his seemingly drunken, weakened steps. Genuinely bright and cheerful, he was just as happy as her! “Ah, I knew it! Soon, I can already taste the coffee!”
Nansi took just a couple of more steps, feigning urgency before she swings the cafe doors open, a look of genuine joy plastered over her face.
“Thank the gods, we made it! It’s a miracle! Now let’s get that coffee!”
And she heads over to the counter, looking victorious, if not a little bit silly.
He grinned wide as well as the cafe doors swung upon, breathing in the scents of the place before chuckling. “A true miracle indeed, ahehe.” Stepping up to the counter with her, he looked over the choices available, a soft, thoughtful hum flowing forth. “Hmm..”
askgoldenanarchy:
“Oh, I think I’ll last a few more minutes at least!” Wiping imaginary sweat from his forehead, he fake-swayed, stumbling with a chuckle toward the coffee shop. He didn’t look too heavy despite his height, actually- rather lean and thin, perhaps the most heavy parts of him his massive wings and tail. “An absolute emergency! How, how will we get there, pffhehehe. Well- We’ll have to manage by.. Walking!” He snrked, laughing, grinning practically ear to ear.
“Braver than anyone I’ve ever known. We need to get you over there, stat!”
Nansi starts walking a little bit faster. Just a bit, after all, she didn’t want to trample anyone over a silly joke. But she was still pretty happy that he had the same dorky sense of humor as her.
“Oh the humanity of it all. Just a little more, we’re almost there!”
“Pfffhehee! Oh, just a few more steps I’m sure of it!” Anarchy laughed, covering his muzzle a bit as he did another false stumble, very mindful for any monsters walking by despite his seemingly drunken, weakened steps. Genuinely bright and cheerful, he was just as happy as her! “Ah, I knew it! Soon, I can already taste the coffee!”
Morality Meme
⚖: Has your muse broken the law before? Broken a vow or promise?
⚔: Would your muse kill if they had to in order to protect a loved one?
🌟: Do they consider themselves a good person?
👑: Is your muse honorable?
☯: What do they think of 'good' and 'evil'?
🌹: When would they tell a lie?
🍷: Would they manipulate someone to get what they want?
⛨: What would they sacrifice their life for?
💋: How easily are they tempted?
☽: What is their alignment?
⚠: Would they seek revenge against someone who's harmed them or the people they care about?
askgoldenanarchy:
“Hah! Glad to know that, so you know all the good places nearby then?” He gave a gentle grin in return, chuckling slightly at his luck, then looking toward the coffee place with an eager hum. His own smile definitely showed agreement with hers, as he followed along. “Pfff- Same here! Light and Stars, I’ve been without coffee for nearly a full day at this point- I can feel myself gettin weaker! Pffhehe.” He mimed weakness, laughing slightly with a radiant grin.
“Hey, don’t die on me yet, buddy. I don’t wanna have to carry you all the way over there.”
Could she actually do that, given he was double her height? Absolutely. Nansi had no doubt about that whatsoever. She chuckles before mimicking deep thought, stroking her chin like she’s serious.
“Hmm, this definitely sounds like an emergency, though. We’ll have to get you there quick. Oh my stars, how will we manage!?”
Annnnd now she’s being dramatic too.
“Oh, I think I’ll last a few more minutes at least!” Wiping imaginary sweat from his forehead, he fake-swayed, stumbling with a chuckle toward the coffee shop. He didn’t look too heavy despite his height, actually- rather lean and thin, perhaps the most heavy parts of him his massive wings and tail. “An absolute emergency! How, how will we get there, pffhehehe. Well- We’ll have to manage by.. Walking!” He snrked, laughing, grinning practically ear to ear.
askgoldenanarchy:
“Hmm, I suppose that makes sense. I’ll admit, I’m rather ignorant in such a subject, so perhaps it’d be best to avoid any such guesses, aheh.” He then blinked, and gave her an appreciative look for a moment, the tension leaving his smile. “Ahh, it’s a bit.. private, more than sensitive, really. It’s no big deal, honestly.” Anarchy hummed thoughtfully, rubbing his chin a bit thoughtfully. “Say.. Any chance said drink could be some coffee? Haven’t had any in a day or two, and I’ll admit I’m a biiit of a coffee addict.. Aheheh..”
“Dude. Dude. Do not even worry. I’m all about coffee. I drink it, like, every day. It’s bad.”
Judging by her smile, she didn’t seem to think it was that bad. Not that it mattered, she was already carefully leading him to the nearest coffee place she could think of.
“Honestly, if I had to go without coffee for a day, I’d probably die on the spot. I get up to way too many shenanigans to live without it.”
“Hah! Glad to know that, so you know all the good places nearby then?” He gave a gentle grin in return, chuckling slightly at his luck, then looking toward the coffee place with an eager hum. His own smile definitely showed agreement with hers, as he followed along. “Pfff- Same here! Light and Stars, I’ve been without coffee for nearly a full day at this point- I can feel myself gettin weaker! Pffhehe.” He mimed weakness, laughing slightly with a radiant grin.
askgoldenanarchy:
He gave a gentle nod, humming. “Everyone has their own sort of grace, I think.”
He then tilted his head, listening to her speak, his ears flicking slightly and nodding. “Anansi.. A deity i’ll admit, i haven’t heard of before, but it is always good to Learn.” There was a strange emphasis to the last word in his sentence- a slight echo as he hummed, thinking over what she’d said. “Your parents sound quite lovely, and as for why you look more like one.. Perhaps an arachnid form is simply a more dominant, common trait? Bit like human genetics i suppose, aheh.”
As she spoke her question, however- he grew a bit evasive, grimacing for a moment before the smile returned, if a bit strained. “Aheh.. Yes, a dragon, and a Furred dragon at that.”
“Oh it has to do with magic and stuff, I think.”
She waved a hand dismissively. It’s not like she knew a lot about the subject, and even if she did she sure as hell didn’t want to talk about it. Instead she looks up at him, concerned, once she notices his change of mood.
“Oh, uhh, sorry if that’s a sensitive question or something. Probably shouldn’t be making the person who helped me uncomfortable.”
She rubs the back of her neck a bit sheepishly.
“I was heading over to my friend’s bar before you caught me. If you don’t have to be anywhere I could buy you a drink as an apology. I kinda owe you one already, for telling me about the little tear in my bags, hahah.”
“Hmm, I suppose that makes sense. I’ll admit, I’m rather ignorant in such a subject, so perhaps it’d be best to avoid any such guesses, aheh.” He then blinked, and gave her an appreciative look for a moment, the tension leaving his smile. “Ahh, it’s a bit.. private, more than sensitive, really. It’s no big deal, honestly.” Anarchy hummed thoughtfully, rubbing his chin a bit thoughtfully. “Say.. Any chance said drink could be some coffee? Haven’t had any in a day or two, and I’ll admit I’m a biiit of a coffee addict.. Aheheh..”
askgoldenanarchy:
He nodded with a wry chuckle, grinning slightly. Beneath the thick fluff around his neck odd runes seemed to shine, as he sighed, shifting the cloak to be more comfortable. Simple clothes, a white shirt and nearly black jeans lay beneath, more of the swirling runes visible past the short sleeves. Dozens upon dozens of pockets lined the inside of the heavy cloak, likely explaining his stoop as more a matter of the sheer weight of all the objects stored inside. “Nansi..” He tilted his head, a particular rune on his neck gleaming. “Certainly a far cooler name than mine, I think. Meaning has something to do with friendliness, or grace if memory serves.. Ahh.. Hehe, sorry if that seemed strange. I have a habit of picking up the meaning of words, and names especially.”
“Oh, uhh, no that’s pretty cool, it’s just, uhh…”
She rubs the back of her neck sheepishly.
“I mean, if my name meant grace that would be pretty inaccurate, heheh, but it’s actually ‘cause there’s a, uhh, spider god named Anansi and uhh, since one of my moms is a dragon and that’s pretty powerful or something, they kinda figured the name would be fitting.”
She shrugged.
“Though it’s pretty obvious that there’s not much dragon in me, else I’d probably be looking, well, more like you I guess. I mean, you’re a dragon, right?”
He gave a gentle nod, humming. "Everyone has their own sort of grace, I think."
He then tilted his head, listening to her speak, his ears flicking slightly and nodding. "Anansi.. A deity i'll admit, i haven't heard of before, but it is always good to Learn." There was a strange emphasis to the last word in his sentence- a slight echo as he hummed, thinking over what she'd said. "Your parents sound quite lovely, and as for why you look more like one.. Perhaps an arachnid form is simply a more dominant, common trait? Bit like human genetics i suppose, aheh."
As she spoke her question, however- he grew a bit evasive, grimacing for a moment before the smile returned, if a bit strained. "Aheh.. Yes, a dragon, and a Furred dragon at that."
askgoldenanarchy:
The golden eyes, surprisingly soft for such an imposing figure, regarded her calmly as she spoke. The figure seemed to be slightly stooped over- a poor attempt at hiding their true height. They let out a gentle chuckle, seeming to nod. “Yes.. Overburdened bags tend to burst in my experience. A tear is far luckier, I think.”
The stranger had a surprisingly smooth and light voice, humming a thoughtful tune as they watched her repair the bag. When she was done, the figure handed the blowtorch back with a slight nod.
The figure drew back their- his- hood, revealing an incredibly fluffy, draconic face. He smiled gently, a merry shine to his strange golden eyes as one large hand gently shook hers. “Anarchy Fortuna. It is lovely to meet you, Nansi.”
“Yeah that’s… that’s ummm… a good way of putting it, I guess.”
She smiles a bit as he takes his hood off. Nansi didn’t really know any dragon monsters other than her mom and Revak, it was pretty cool to meet someone new. Though, while she knew dragons were supposed to be tall, she never really expected someone this tall. Not that she minded, when you’re shorter than pretty much everyone, height starts to mean nothing.
“Oh, yeah, likewise. Anarchy, huh? That’s a cool name.”
He nodded with a wry chuckle, grinning slightly. Beneath the thick fluff around his neck odd runes seemed to shine, as he sighed, shifting the cloak to be more comfortable. Simple clothes, a white shirt and nearly black jeans lay beneath, more of the swirling runes visible past the short sleeves. Dozens upon dozens of pockets lined the inside of the heavy cloak, likely explaining his stoop as more a matter of the sheer weight of all the objects stored inside. “Nansi..” He tilted his head, a particular rune on his neck gleaming. “Certainly a far cooler name than mine, I think. Meaning has something to do with friendliness, or grace if memory serves.. Ahh.. Hehe, sorry if that seemed strange. I have a habit of picking up the meaning of words, and names especially.”
the “I’ve killed a lot of people but I still have a softer side that requires hugs” squad
PSA:
Just because I’m not replying to our thread, or your starter doesn’t mean I don’t want to roleplay with you. I’m just slow. Some days I can write a fucking book, some days I can’t even write my own name. It’s in the drafts I promise I am just slow as hell.
