Where your grave is your headstone

[askthebloodbaron]

About vanisHing for a week

(Hey all! I apologize for leaving for a week our do, I Just got really really busy :c work abd school abd family stuff all got a touch too important for new to be here. Sorry about that!)

[askthexathridgorgon]

Lothlia followed close to the assassin, laughing as the crowds parted away from them. The big people in the world, in all the worlds, scampering away from her. It was a rush of pure ego.

"This music is actually really nice," Lothlia cooed, laughing as she put her hand on Vraska’s hip. "Wouldn’t you agree?"

[askvraska]

The pair swayed across the dance floor, never close enough to the fleeing masses to be interrupted.

"Very much. But not as lovely as you, my dear."

[askthexathridgorgon]

"Nor as you, Madam Vraska. No where near," She said wistfully before she was spn upon the green gorgon's fingertips. Her dress spun out as well. The whole experience just felt good.

[askvraska]

Vraska nodded, and swept Lothlia to the dance floor. She led the pair of them to the music, weaving in and out of the crowds that were all too eager to step out of their way.

[askthexathridgorgon]

Lothlia followed close to the assassin, laughing as the crowds parted away from them. The big people in the world, in all the worlds, scampering away from her. It was a rush of pure ego.

"This music is actually really nice," Lothlia cooed, laughing as she put her hand on Vraska's hip. "Wouldn't you agree?"

[askthexathridgorgon]

Lothlia’s tendril perked p at the touch, gently caressing Vraska’s wrist. “aye, as does one so fine as yourself.” The gorgon stood. “One such as yourself ought never be left by yourself. It’s a dangerous world out there.” She mocked, playfully pushing Vraska’s shoulder.

[askvraska]

Vraska laughed, and put her hands on Lothlia’s waist. 

"It’s almost like we should be each other’s dates! Shall we dance, or move about as to pity the poor fools who aren’t as great a match as we are?"

[askthexathridgorgon]

The gorgon giggled at Vraska's little joke. "Oh, was there ever any doubt my dear?"

Lothlia thought about her date's question, a finger to her grey lips. "Hm... I actually feel like dancing. Let's leave jeering from afar until later, aye ma'am?"

[askvraska]

Vraska sauntered over to the other gorgon, and touched her shoulder.

"You look lonely over here. Such a lovely lady needs a date."

[askthexathridgorgon]

Lothlia's tendril perked p at the touch, gently caressing Vraska's wrist. "aye, as does one so fine as yourself." The gorgon stood. "One such as yourself ought never be left by yourself. It's a dangerous world out there." She mocked, playfully pushing Vraska's shoulder.

[askvraska]

Vraska secured her lace veil, and waited by the door to the ballroom. She lurked in the shadows, so that she could see all who entered, but they could not notice her.

She kept a special eye out for Lothlia, who she had agreed to meet. After waiting for her long enough, she moved inside herself.

"Now then," She thought. "Who can I find?”

[askthexathridgorgon]

Lothlia was already inside, doing a bit of socializing. She sat at a round table, a few people from Xathrid also there, yukking it up next to her. When one stood up, so did the others, leaving Lothia to sit at the small table by herself, a glass before her and a smile on her face.

[askvraska]

[askthexathridgorgon]

Lothlia sighed, nodding. Her mouth tried to form words, yet no sound came out when she did. Reluctantly, she took off her toga. Actual underwear this time.

[askvraska]

"If you’re trying to seduce me Lothlia, all you’d have to do is say so."

[askthexathridgorgon]

The gorgon glared at the other, taking off her bra and tossing it to the side. Her grey breasts bounced down to a rest. Gesturing to her throat, the grey skinned girl tried to convey her muteness.

[askvraska]

Lothlia, have you heard of this lovely lady?

[askthexathridgorgon]

the shorter gorgon shook her head, no. As she did, the gorgon slipped off her sandals.

[askvraska]

"…Is something wrong?"

[askthexathridgorgon]

Lothlia sighed, nodding. Her mouth tried to form words, yet no sound came out when she did. Reluctantly, she took off her toga. Actual underwear this time.

[marshyymom]

Reblog if your muse has a dark side Please

[lustful-memory]

[askvraska]

Lothlia, have you heard of this lovely lady?

[askthexathridgorgon]

the shorter gorgon shook her head, no. As she did, the gorgon slipped off her sandals.

[askthexathridgorgon]

“You Belong to Me”

7) Lothlia can't speak until her name has been said in ten posts. Each time it's said, she has to strip. This will be fun.

[inboxideas]

I’ll generate a number…

1. For the next 2 hours, Any body part your character says mine has to kiss you there

2. For the next 24 hours, any time anyone leaves your name/URL in my askbox, my character will be unable to resist the urge to kiss yours. What’s the catch? Each time they...

[parry-repost-lunge-repeat-deact]

Barren

"I hate sand! It’s fucking everywhere!" Shouted a caravan guard Off in the distance, just loud enough for the gorgon to hear.

[parry-repost-lunge-repeat-deact]

It’s a passive airway ingested long lasting painkiller, called the green whistle, nifty thing, great for numbing pain when pushing a dislocation back in.

Or dealing with a shot wound.

Use it carefully though, too much and you will pass out for about a day.

[askthexathridgorgon]

The gorgon nodded, taking a heavy breath with the device in her mouth. Almost immediately she felt her pain slip away.

"That is some fucking heavy painkiller. Damn"

[parry-repost-lunge-repeat-deact]

"Minyx quickly took it away.

Now , up on your feet, and put some sunnies on for fucks sakes, I like my squishy flesh! And stone isn’t fun! Just look at those poor pricks , OH WAIT YOU ALLREADY HAVE.”

She dismissed her jab with a wave, "It’s ok, I have my own ways of avoiding cockatrices , so it may work here." She placed a set of aviators on the gorgon all the same, poking her tongue out and booping her nose before running back a bit giggling.

"I’m only playing with ya. Cockatrices died out when the water stopped flowing "

[askthexathridgorgon]

The gorgon readjusted her new glasses, looking directly at the girl as she stood up. “You are… Much the hyper one, aren’t you?” She asked, only somewhat registering the thing on cockatrices.

[parry-repost-lunge-repeat-deact]

"Nah, people say I’m bipolar, can’t blame them, I’m all sereous one minuet and the next I’m throwing confetti, Also, I think now that I can look at you, that you look nice,”

[askthexathridgorgon]

"Thank you, I guess" the gorgon said, looking at the… human? Humanoid. "I must say that you look quite alright as well."

[parry-repost-lunge-repeat-deact]

"Oh , do you? People don’t often get to look… Eh beside the point, I think it is best if our names don’t get involved, attachment is a bad thing out here."

Minyx pulled out a tarp and two bed rolls , Laying out the tarp and beds just away from the caravan, before burying loot under the sand and bundling her gear together, a few rags stuffed Into the rifle and jacket off and into a pit aswell. Leaving her in her desert fatigues , with a top undone and a tank underneath , a bloomed hollow point dangling on a neck chain .

“So uh , gorgon, what do you eat?”

[askthexathridgorgon]

"I eat food. Whatever you eat, I eat." She said, sitting herself down on the bed roll. "If there’s Abby sorry if ration in there, I want some." The gorgon said, smiling some.

"Tell me, human, why aren’t you killing me now?"

[parry-repost-lunge-repeat-deact]

"Well there are crackers, noodle cakes , some instant mash potato and a couple of bags of preserved meat, probably jerky, good to know, oh and here, have some condensed milk, it’s tubed yeah, but it helps to take away the fowl tastes of my painkillers. if you need it later I have some aspirin to dissolve in water."

Minyx digested the short follow up question for a moment , “because every sniper needs a spotter, and every digger needs her mates. In Short, I seek a companion.”

[askthexathridgorgon]

The gorgon nodded, digging around in the supply box. "I'll just take done..." She paused as she looked "oatmeal for right now, if we have water for it"

[parry-repost-lunge-repeat-deact]

Barren

"I hate sand! It’s fucking everywhere!" Shouted a caravan guard Off in the distance, just loud enough for the gorgon to hear.

[parry-repost-lunge-repeat-deact]

It’s a passive airway ingested long lasting painkiller, called the green whistle, nifty thing, great for numbing pain when pushing a dislocation back in.

Or dealing with a shot wound.

Use it carefully though, too much and you will pass out for about a day.

[askthexathridgorgon]

The gorgon nodded, taking a heavy breath with the device in her mouth. Almost immediately she felt her pain slip away.

"That is some fucking heavy painkiller. Damn"

[parry-repost-lunge-repeat-deact]

"Minyx quickly took it away.

Now , up on your feet, and put some sunnies on for fucks sakes, I like my squishy flesh! And stone isn’t fun! Just look at those poor pricks , OH WAIT YOU ALLREADY HAVE.”

She dismissed her jab with a wave, "It’s ok, I have my own ways of avoiding cockatrices , so it may work here." She placed a set of aviators on the gorgon all the same, poking her tongue out and booping her nose before running back a bit giggling.

"I’m only playing with ya. Cockatrices died out when the water stopped flowing "

[askthexathridgorgon]

The gorgon readjusted her new glasses, looking directly at the girl as she stood up. “You are… Much the hyper one, aren’t you?” She asked, only somewhat registering the thing on cockatrices.

[parry-repost-lunge-repeat-deact]

"Nah, people say I’m bipolar, can’t blame them, I’m all sereous one minuet and the next I’m throwing confetti, Also, I think now that I can look at you, that you look nice,”

[askthexathridgorgon]

"Thank you, I guess" the gorgon said, looking at the… human? Humanoid. "I must say that you look quite alright as well."

[parry-repost-lunge-repeat-deact]

"Oh , do you? People don’t often get to look… Eh beside the point, I think it is best if our names don’t get involved, attachment is a bad thing out here."

Minyx pulled out a tarp and two bed rolls , Laying out the tarp and beds just away from the caravan, before burying loot under the sand and bundling her gear together, a few rags stuffed Into the rifle and jacket off and into a pit aswell. Leaving her in her desert fatigues , with a top undone and a tank underneath , a bloomed hollow point dangling on a neck chain .

“So uh , gorgon, what do you eat?”

[askthexathridgorgon]

"I eat food. Whatever you eat, I eat." She said, sitting herself down on the bed roll. "If there's Abby sorry if ration in there, I want some." The gorgon said, smiling some.

"Tell me, human, why aren't you killing me now?"

[inboxideas]

Everybody has some kind of scar. Send me a ✗ to hear about a physical scar my character has, or a ✧ to hear about an emotional/mental scar.

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[askthexathridgorgon]

♣

"Aaaand just why did they make you anatomically correct?"

[askmelekparagon]

"League wanted me to show what qualities they value the most."

[askthexathridgorgon]

"Of course they did" the gorgon said, rolling her eyes.

[askthexathridgorgon]

♣

"Aaaand just why did they make you anatomically correct?"