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FIVE SENSES aesthetics // bold what applies to your muse.

snatched from: @arachnideity >:3c

tagging: @wanderingtracker, @tyler-pine, @unis-trash-stash, @german-doc-herman, anyone who wants to do it

SIGHT // small towns. big cities. 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.

HEARING // crickets and lightning bugs. car engines and ac 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 cancelling 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.

TOUCH // being held close during a long night. fleeting reassurances. holding hands when you’re scared. brushing fingers through strands of hair. freshly dried clothes. bruises on your knuckles. silk and satin. your favorite pet’s fur / feather. wringing your hands anxiously. snuggies. 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.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. freshly cut grass. hot chocolate in the middle of winter. nail polish. acetone. hospital rooms. smoke. hair spray. your favorite shampoo / conditioner. the scent of home. perfume.cologne. mint. something burning. wet “dogs”. copper. metal. unemptied ash trays. something familiar yet different.

#tag meme #how it all began (Elise Menter)

estpdra-thethirdeye

#this would look nice on the board (aesthetics)#how it all began (Elise Menter)#the darkness inside me (The Deranged)#what will I turn into...

destroymylife

wanderingtracker-blog

@caughtinitsweb

#this would look nice on the board (aesthetics)#the darkness inside me (The Deranged)#what will I turn into...#tainted with ink; tainted with passion #((yep; perfect))#((ty~))

Muse: Elise Menter

BOLD ALL THAT APPLIES TO YOUR MUSE!

tagged by: @azarovsslayer

tagging: @wanderingtracker, @tyler-pine, @unis-trash-stash, @german-doc-herman, anyone who wants to do it

– CREATE A DRAGON BASED ON YOUR MUSE !!

Create your muse as a dragon then tag however many people you’d like to do the same! Remember to REPOST, do NOT REBLOG.

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Tagged by: @azarovsslayer (x)

Tagging: @wanderingtracker, @tyler-pine, @unis-trash-stash, @german-doc-herman, anyone who wants to do it

#tag meme #how it all began (Elise Menter)#the darkness inside me (The Deranged)#((I wanted the eyes to be blue but fire would definitely be Elises element))#((also imagine all body eyes would be normally closed and open in a certain state))

art-woonz

Instagram: @artwoonz

#this would look nice on the board (aesthetics)#the darkness inside me (The Deranged)#tainted with ink; tainted with passion #what will I turn into...

unis-trash-stash

Discord shenanigans

@mcchipy

@mangaka-neko-chan

@nothingbutghostslivehere

#((that particular roommate au we talked about))#((ALSO HEY I'M BACK))#((AT LEAST I TRY TO~))#they seem familiar… (interaction with other OCs)#unis-trash-stash

mangaka-neko-chan

A Tuoritto Production

Yea we had fun this stream but it went exactly as planned. Super weird and awkward matches and mediocre to bad gameplay. XD Maybe we will do more next week. Who knows~

#((from my main))#((tumblr doesn't want to show this in public))#((ruuuude))#((have fun with mun things))#the voice behind me (ooc)

mangaka-neko-chan

Bought Darth Maul #1 and #2 and it got me to doodle my precious Elise a little. In this case someone should have told Evan to not bite her cause she’ll bite back then.

#((from my main))#how it all began (Elise Menter)

Pain pain pain... there was only pain, endless pain. Elise couldn't see since a time... she didn't know how many days have passed. There was nothing like time or matter anymore. There was only pain. Only torment. Only voices. Only regrets. Worries. And sorrow. If someone asked her what happened after she tried to put an end to the Entity, Elise could not answer. She could barely listen to this strange sound that was once her name. She was in the grasps of the monster, paying for her... insolence.

There was almost nothing left from the person she was. Only flashes. Flashes of endless horror. But she resisted. She would not ever let herself be tamed and chained by this preposterousness. Even if it almost killed her to fight without any advantage or chance. Even though her body crumbled and her mind dissolved again and again. But she didn't surrender.

It began to be tiring. In order to convince, room had to be made for... negotiations. Give her room, a small space. A short time to breathe before she's taken back. Maybe the short taste of freedom will convince her to submit. Maybe she will crumble under what she has become when she sees it.

In the middle of the wilderness, the empty places of the realm, the spiders limbs pierced through the sky and opened above the ground. Shining, burning hot liquids disgorge and with it was born a new Elise. Her firey goo covered body squelched out and fell with an disgusting sound.

Her naked body pale. Her arms disfigured, jet black. Ink dropped from her hands and covered her eyes. Waking up from her nightmarish freeze she gasped. One breath of air set her lungs on fire and she screamed. Her eyes opened and all was white. All was pain. All was fear. She lied there. A blind, writhing, crying mess, screaming for help without words.

@azarovsslayer

#azarovsslayer #the darkness inside me (The Deranged)

moonpiehelps

you can’t protect everyone.

I have to Try.

#this would look nice on the board (aesthetics)#how it all began (Elise Menter)#the darkness inside me (The Deranged)#I must do everything for them

begrimedchains replied to your post: azarovsslayer replied to your post: flowerblummen...

growls from under wroth’s poncho

((You’re grounded, son! (҂ `з´ )/))

#begrimedchains #so you think it that way huh? (comments)#the voice behind me (ooc)#((You're both grounded!))

azarovsslayer replied to your post: flowerblummen replied to your post: “Um hi, I’m...

*growls from the spirit world*

((NO. o(o･`з･´o)ﾉ Stoppu.))

#azarovsslayer #so you think it that way huh? (comments)#the voice behind me (ooc)#((stahp))#((s t a h p))#((especially you two))#((I saw that coming!!))

flowerblummen replied to your post: "Um hi, I'm new here!"

Casually wants someone to kill her 👀

((No! =͟͟͞͞( •̀д•́))))

#flowerblummen #so you think it that way huh? (comments)#the voice behind me (ooc)#((stahp))#((I saw the hashtags))#((I understand your feelings but no))#((protect sweet beans))#>:(

"Um hi, I'm new here!"

Elise backed up for a second because this person infront of her gave more the curious look that usually the killers have. There were flowers sprouting from her. But no blood, no tears, no presence that gave away danger. Just a girl covered buttercups. So a survivor? With a type of style? Many different people could be found here. “Uh… hey… I see that. Your clothes are… pretty clean. And you look confused but you still smile.” This girl had something angelic. Something pure. Something vulnerable. Like a… well … a flower. She wouldn’t make it long enough. But she had to. “I’m sorry. I’m… sorry, I have to go. Watch out for danger. I’m sure others will help you. Even here friends can be found.” Before Elise left she turned around for some last words before she disappeared in the fog. “I like your flowers.”

#flowerblummen #and what do you want (ask box)#how it all began (Elise Menter)#they seem familiar… (interaction with other OCs)#((Heather is interesting~))#((but such a sweet bean in this place?? :( ))#((protect pls))

Entry Number 96 || March 2017

...

Something happened today.

I was walking into the realm. The usual way. The usual thing. Being completely on time and entering at about 14 30. This time, the “Crotrus Prenn Asylum”. Sally’s territory. I didn't really want to investigate anything specific. Sometimes I just prefer to go the routine. Just walking around, maybe something happens. Something I can add to the records.

'Something'

And something did happen. Normally I am scouting the place from the border. In case anything dangerous happens I can escape without risking my life too much. There wasn’t anyone there. No hunt, no survivor. No killer. But something, s o m e t h i n g... caught my attention. As I was walking along the border I could hear noises. Of course that is nothing new here. There are noises all the time, that fill you with shallow unease.

But what I heard... ‘whispers...’ was not what I usually hear here. It made me feel sick in an instant. It came from the building. The Shock Therapy Center. Like a wave, the sound constantly boomed out and hit me, causing growing nausea. I wanted to run. I wanted to go home. But I walked into the facility instead. Against my will? I don't know.

It felt like I entered a beast’s mouth and went straight to it's heart and core. The whole building pulsated, my ears still hurt from it. But the whispering. I couldn't understand what was said but it sounded like a thousand voices desperately trying to tell me something.

I had to enter the basment. I don't like it there. It's the place with it's strongest presence. And sometimes I could feel it watching me. Like now. Eyes in the walls were watching me, I knew it. We both looked at each other with disgust and interest. What is your next move? What is your intention? Why are you here? I felt uncomfortable. I was scared. I feared the fear of thousands. My hands, my whole body is still shaking from this...

The whispering got louder and more and more irritating as everything around me yelled out and became one. One thing.

‘One.’

‘Thing.’

There was nothing there. And there was something there. I couldn't see anything that was different from how the basement usually looked like but I could feel it. It spoke to me. It was ... in my head.

‘The Entity’

I could understand each word despite never having heard of it's language. I spoke it. What it said came out of my mouth in my words. I felt controlled and ... used. Stained. I felt so sick. ‘We were one for a moment and I could understand it.’ This all happened just now. Maybe an hour ago. I had to sit down after I came home. At the door. I couldn't move.

...

Looking back to it..., trying to remember what it said... it's all so unclear... as if I just woke up from a fever dream. I remember my unease, my fear, my nausea, my change... I remember all of those feelings pretty well. Now I feel different. There is no fear anymore. I feel anger. Rage. This thing. This... disgusting THING. This. ABOMINATION WILL FIND IT'S END! YOU WILL REGRET EVERYTHING THAT YOU’VE DONE! YOUR TERROR WILL END AND WITH ME. YOU. WILL. DIE! I WIL-

Wh a t’s ha p pen in . . .

#you won’t believe what I’ve seen (Diary Entry)#how it all began (Elise Menter)#This… thing (The Entity)#dead by daylight #((ok who is confused; raise your hand))#((but finally there is content))#((hoorayy))#((and it's dark))#((pretty dark mhmmm))

((Prepare for Elise Diary Entry MMMMHHH 《《o(≧◇≦)o》》))

#the voice behind me (ooc)#((delete later))#((FINALLY CONTENT))#((I'm polishing it rn so soon))#((soooooon))

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