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my heart is full of gold veins, instead of cracks canon divergent & heavily headcanon based lillian luthor of supergirl, cherished by bea
Independent RP Blog for Kara Killgrave aka Purple Girl aka Persuasion
// So I made that account. Oops.
Independent RP Blog for Kara Killgrave aka Purple Girl aka Persuasion
// So I made that account. Oops.
Independent RP Blog for Kara Killgrave aka Purple Girl aka Persuasion
// So I made that account. Oops.
Independent RP Blog for Kara Killgrave aka Purple Girl aka Persuasion
// So I made that account. Oops.
Independent RP Blog for Kara Killgrave aka Purple Girl aka Persuasion
// So I made that account. Oops.
// I keep meaning to come back here and do things and then I get distracted and want to make other muses XO
// kinda want to make a kara killgrave though
// I keep meaning to come back here and do things and then I get distracted and want to make other muses XO
𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺 . ( a series of question - based starters . )
❛ how did this happen ? ❜ ❛ what are you talking about ? ❜ ❛ why didn’t you tell me ? ❜ ❛ when will you stop running ? ❜ ❛ can i get your number ? ❜ ❛ did you really think i’d never figure it out ? ❜ ❛ why are you pushing me away ? ❜ ❛ why should i care ? ❜ ❛ do you love me ? ❜ ❛ who did this to you ? ❜ ❛ why weren’t you there for me ? ❜ ❛ are you okay ? ❜ ❛ why aren’t you dressed yet ? ❜ ❛ where have you been ? ❜ ❛ why do you never stay in the mornings ? ❜ ❛ why don’t you ever stay ? ❜ ❛ can you hear me ? ❜ ❛ why can’t you look me in the eyes ? ❜ ❛ where is this coming from ? ❜ ❛ can i kiss you ? ❜ ❛ what aren’t you telling me ? ❜ ❛ is there anything i can do ? ❜ ❛ are you here to kill me ? ❜ ❛ where am i supposed to go ? ❜ ❛ do you wanna get out of here ? ❜ ❛ who sent you ? ❜ ❛ can we put this behind us ? ❜ ❛ are you looking for someone ? ❜ ❛ who gave this to you ? ❜ ❛ who was that ? ❜ ❛ do you think i’m stupid ? ❜ ❛ can you help me ? ❜ ❛ where is this coming from ? ❜ ❛ who am i to you ? ❜ ❛ why is this so important to you ? ❜ ❛ do you want to come in ? ❜ ❛ what can i say to fix this ? ❜ ❛ did you mean it ? ❜ ❛ when did you stop loving me ? ❜ ❛ are you [ name ] ? ❜ ❛ why do these things always happen to me ? ❜ ❛ who do you think you are ? ❜ ❛ why are you lying to me ? ❜ ❛ why are you here ? ❜ ❛ why can’t you just tell me the truth ? ❜ ❛ do you love me ? ❜ ❛ why don’t you believe me ? ❜ ❛ do you think i deserve this ? ❜ ❛ why are you doing this ? ❜ ❛ what can i do ? ❜ ❛ can you walk ? ❜ ❛ is there a good ending for us ? ❜ ❛ what was i supposed to do ? ❜ ❛ did you ever love me ? ❜ ❛ why do you care ? ❜ ❛ how can i fix this ? ❜ ❛ what can i say to make it better ? ❜ ❛ how can i help ? ❜ ❛ did i ever stand a chance ? ❜ ❛ do you trust me ? ❜ ❛ do you ever stop talking ? ❜ ❛ can i come with you ? ❜ ❛ why would you say that ? ❛ how have you been ? ❜ ❛ why can’t you just move on ? ❜ ❛ when will i see you again ? ❜ ❛ can we talk ? ❜ ❛ do you have a minute ? ❜ ❛ do we know each other ? ❜ ❛ can you shut up ? ❜
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// for the first time in a while I’m feeling kinda depressed today. :/
mostly lonely more than depressed?
She nods- that’s fair. She may not love that, but it’s fair. Being bluntly honest is how she works with other criminals, uses it to intimidate them. The same tactic clearly isn’t going to work here.
“Yeah, okay. I’m not great at being social when it comes to other mortals, so…gonna have to do a crash course on talking to literal gods.” She says, wincing before tilting her head and narrowing her eyes in intrigue.
“Wait, what shouldn’t I take?” she asks. “And how much would it ruin my fun? Like, are we talking it kills me ruins my fun or I get arrested ruins my fun?”
The god smiles; there’s amusement there, and mischief. “Oh, I can’t tell you exactly what not to take. I feel like you should be able to tell. Besides, it’s not really either of those. Gods tend not to just kill you when you take something of theirs. Instead, they tend to draw it out, torment you for long periods.”
A blink beneath the dim light of the ship, head barely tilting in insatiable curiosity.
Intoxicated? Highly likely. Concussed? Perhaps. Many possibilities–unknown variables. Could be toxic fumes on ship. Could be migratory neuro-parasitic life-forms from planet below.
Doesn’t matter. Need to get off ship.
Perhaps quarantine confused patient. Better safe than harboring neuro-parasitic lifeforms.
“Am…flattered. As far as propositions, this soonest received by high margin. Am salarian. Not human.” Simple fact. Steps closer–careful; cautious; but this is not easily seen. Always careful. Always cautious. Just salarian. “Don’t procreate for fun. Common misunderstanding. Marriage contracts. Cannot say whether seen geth–would be classified–but can say have seen one drink. Agree. Unpleasant. How did you end up on ship? Odd circumstances. Must agree.”
“Ah, the ones that think fast, talk fast, move fast, and never actually take any time to enjoy things. So very wasteful, don’t you think?” Oh dear, the god is getting philosophical. “You might not procreate for fun, but whose to say you can’t? It’s a choice you know, even if you think it illogical.”
“Speaking of illogical, I decided to be on the ship, and so I was. That happens a lot. I simply seek where I want to be, and there I am, ready for more.”
“It is not that I dislike a challenge. But I am not one to waste my time if there’s nothing to be won.”
“There’s a question; is it really a waste if one isn’t winning? Win, lose; if one enjoys themselves, there’s nothing truly lost.”
The simple affection and attention would have (sadly) been enough but the amazing effervescence that rippled through so many lovely paths in her body was more intoxicating than the wine. She took a slow breath and leaned her head against his. “Then stay….please stay. It’s part of my charge to get to know you better, mm?”
“I am more than happy to stay with you, Hazel.” That was true. After all, a god had no reason to lie. More than that, the god enjoyed her presence. Again, he gently kissed her neck, before nuzzling her. “There’s no reason for us to part until you wish for me to do so.”
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@awinetintedmuse continued from here!
Joss is many things- reckless, an adrenaline junkie. She’s not someone who blindly gets herself killed, though, and she knows that would happen if she preserved in that line of thinking, challenging the god.
“Why do you want to stop me?” she asks, shrugging. “I mean, you’re a god, right? I’m sure you’ve got other things to be doing than stopping a criminal from doing her job,” She pauses, raising an eyebrow and twists her staff in her hand, “or am I wrong about that?”
“Well, I will say it’s a bad idea to presume anything when it comes to a god, especially a god of madness. And especially when your words might be interpreted as a slight. I certainly won’t care, but were you talking with, say, my mother in law you might exist forever as a tree or something.”
“As for stopping you, well it’s more it’s better to keep you from taking something that might really ruin your fun.”
Olivia Benson was starting to feel ticked off by this individual. She is sitting back, crossing her arms in an attempt to keep they other at arms length. There were no words to describe the utter antipathy she was feelings. Even if she understood his reasoning, the actions he took to ensure their victim’s safety, there was a lack of finesse to it. “People like you make my job harder to do.” The reply comes a calmly as she can managed it even with the storm within her. It wasn’t a sense of pride thing that was moving her towards antagonizing him, she never cared to be prideful to being with but her job had been a constant, her life’s purpose. She is here to help everyone who had been wronged. Just like her mother was, and in some way, just like she was. Her trauma was as vivid as the day she lived it but she is stronger because of it.
“You are right, I didn’t come to debate you.” She looked back through the two way mirror, her captain and Elliot were standing there, watching them. Part of her is glad that her partner isn’t inside the box with them. El tend to be a little bit passionate when it came to perps but today he wasn’t. Olivia was sure that Elliot thought that what this man before her was necessary. A dead rapist wasn’t going to robbed him of sleep that’s for sure. “You already confessed, which the DA will take in consideration when putting the charges. I do hope murder was worth it.”
There’s a shudder running down her spine. She didn’t like it, didn’t find the thrill of hearing her name like this. It wasn’t unusual, but the way he said it made the hairs on the back of her neck stand. Maybe it was time for her to leave the interrogation room. He wasn’t adding more to his confession anyway. “I think I’ll pass…” she muttered, loosening her arms enough to not look too defensive.
Dionysus smiles; it’s a smile that she’d likely recognize. The smile of someone who knew more than they said, like there’s a joke he’s in on that’s she’s not. The gears were already turning in his head; how to make this fun?
“Oh, I won’t do any time for this. No mortal rule applies to me unless I will it. I just wanted a reason to meet you, to see what kind of person you are. But, I can certainly prove to you that I am what I claim, if you want. And really, isn’t that what you’d love? To see a man claiming to be a god prove it? Or would you prefer instead to watch me fall on my face?”
The god might sound like he’s testing her, but he speaks with upmost confidence. There’s amusement in that smile, mischief in his eyes.
“Here, let’s try this. What if I told you that no time has passed since you entered this room? And if you walked out that door, your partners would ask why you immediately walked in and then walked out?”