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Feeble Deity

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Church hated people disrupting her solitude as well as her home and she could hear somebody coming and as she made her way out of the shadows she stopped. All thoughts of making snide comments blew out of her like a deflated balloon.

Whatever this was was old and dangerous.

Church was both those things as well, but she was anything if not cautious when it came to feeling out creatures she didn’t understand.

’what do you want?’

chaoscomeagain

The Void lifts his eyes up, upon hearing a female voice address him. He notices it emits from a brunette woman, materializing from the dark depth of the shadows. He could sense an unknown power encompassing her person.

Whether that power matched his, remained to be seen. He didn't particularly fear her, but decided to remain on guard nonetheless.

He walks a little closer.

“I was wondering...if you could help me.”

#deadiisbetter #IC #thankyou for the starter :3 #( V. HE IS VOID. )

Like this for a 5x09 starter.

#preferably Scott's or Theo's #but anyone can like :)#starter call.#teen wolf rp #opentwrp

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“ I can hear you. “

Scott was alone, trying to think. Anyone was counting on him but he had no idea how to fix this. He was a true alpha but also just 17 years old. Nobody taught him how to safe the world and how to lead a pack. “ I start to think you’ve grown fond of me because you keep coming when I’m alone “ he added quietly. Now he needed to be careful.

chaoscomeagain

Stiles had practised with climbing into Scott’s window many times before.This time though, he had been subjected to many sleepless nights, and it took more concentrated effort to perform this so as not to endanger himself.

A sheepish smile briefly alludes on the edges of his mouth, at hearing his best friend acknowledge his presence.

He eases down from the window sill, to drop down on the bedroom floor.

“Scott, I need to talk to you. It's important.”

#notborntolead #IC #( V. SOME OF US ARE HUMAN. )#[ ooc: thank you for the starter :D ]

@thxunforgiven - x

“what the hell is this?”

“what do you think this is?”

#thxunforgiven #IC #( V. HE IS VOID. )#v. fdtd #i'm not sure what they're talking about xD #maybe Seth witnessed Void Stiles demonstrate one of his powers #like Void forcing someone else to talk by using one of his flies #or perhaps Void tells Seth who he's searching for?#what do you think? :)

@culcbraslayer

The Void is on the search for Richie and Santanico, at the request order of Malvado, although his main motivation for doing such was his escalating curiosity of them. He doesn't rush into finding them, and his walk is of a languid pace, when he senses someone nearby.

His eyes narrow a fraction, and he turns his head.

#culcbraslayer #IC #( V. HE IS VOID. )#v. fdtd #starter.

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chaoscomeagain

So it was one of those things again. Eddie found out about some guys tailing him and there he was blaming it all on Richie. As if Richie had the whole dam- ned city under his nose. He was working from the shadows in order to create a bit of change, stealing an empire took the shady areas. But Eddie wasn’t none of it.

In the middle of Eddie’s tirade he heard something before lights started flickering. He was about to make a case against whatever shitty light company Eddie had but they just kept on flickering until Richie noted the figure in the doorway.

Talk about working from the shadows.

He turned towards it, hand gesturing for Eddie to stop as he took a few steps tow- ards the shadow, the figure, the black cut out.

“Got some business here, friend?” Richie called out, still not too close to him. “Might wanna come back when it’s actually open. Or can’t you read?” There was a jump in him about the guy, if that was even what the hell it was.

“Who are you?” Eddie questioned, demanded even.

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The Void quietly stands in the doorway of this repair shop for a moment, observing two men residing within it.

He identified the younger, to be Richard Gecko, whom freed Santanico. The visual description Malvado had planted into his head beforehand, matched to a perfect degree.

As he listened to the beautiful delicious strife starting to form between them, he notes that Richard addressed him in an accommodating way, well more so than the elder.

He walks a few steps forward, a smile alluding on his lips, his interest mostly focused on Richard at the moment. He spares a glancing blink to the older man’s demand, out of rhythm to the deranged paroxysm he was making the lights conduct. And back to Richard. He observed Santanico wasn't with him.

“I do, actually, and I’m aware it’s closed.”

“I’m here for you.”

Void Stiles had this curiosity to know more about Richard, an everyday Dracula right before his eyes. He also just now decided to encourage the strife, wanting to revel in it.

“...Your old man just doesn't understand, does he, Richard?”

#deathlessxdusk #IC #( V. HE IS VOID. )#v. fdtd

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▐ ▒ ⊰ chaoscomeagain ;;

Allison’s gaze dropped to the floor, nipping at the corner of her lip thoughtfully as her fingers slowly curled into fists, chocolate hues lifting to meet the fox as she raised an eyebrow, lifting her chin slightly. “Let’s get this over with, just tell me what you want from me.”

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Her defiance directed towards the Void amused him more than anything, none of it affecting him negatively. For the moment anyway. He moves closer to her, whilst answering her question.

“I myself was wondering what you can tell me. Where is Scott?”

#stillwiththem #IC #( V. HE IS VOID. )#[ ooc: hello! yess same here; he's an awesome villain ^^ and thanks for starter! :D ]

alphastwiin-blog

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“stiles? have you been sleeping— at all? you look like you could use a four day nap.”

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“i haven’t been able to sleep in the last few days, jesse, and not by choice.”

#alphastwiin #[ ooc: this is great; thankyou!! :D ]#IC #( V. SOME OF US ARE HUMAN. )

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“I’ve grown familiar with villains that live in my head”

halsey (control) + void!stiles

#( self. )

feralcoyote - x

“We can’t put EVERYTHING in God’s hands.”

Her dark eyes slowly lifted to the resurrected [ creaturespiritboy? ]. She had been speaking to herself. After all, what would he know of God? What would he know of her father’s preachings and their family prayers? What would he UNDERSTAND of the implications her statement?

N O T H I N G. She might not have been as religious as the rest of her family but that didn’t mean she didn’t BELIEVE.

“We shouldn’t find Santanico. If we do, you’ll be turned back to stone and I’ll be a slave.”

SO WHAT SHOULD THEY DO?

“We should take over.”

He didn't know whether she had been addressing him, but he comments nonetheless, having zero care about common courtesies nor what she may think of him eavesdropping.

“Oh, I wasn't counting on it.”

Why would he ever play by this enigmatic deity’s rules? He wasn't afraid of this god whom so many people oddly seemed to worship.

He was about to refute on her reasoning, about to say that he had this curiosity to find this wayward culebra and was prepared for the consequences, when he hears her proposal. His interest piques, and he raises an eyebrow.