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@codeoftheforest
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Shinjiteru ze!Shinjiteru yo!Oingo Boingo Burazaazu!Ore wa OingoHenshin dekiru~Shinchou, taijuu, nioi made moOmoi no mama saDare ni mo barena
*sighs*
"This is why you get blocked periodically"
"Would it kill you to warn me before you drop in like this?"
"It might. I've seen what you can do with time to plan."
(( @codeoftheforest ))
I stole this
What Unpopular Archetype Are You?
the ghost
you left them behind, but a part of you comes back at night. you’re in their dreams and just outside their doorway. you’ll haunt them forever. the people you love. the people you hate. everyone who’s ever been afraid of you. they’ll remember your face, your hands, your eyes in the dark. you’re the reason they don’t sleep easy. there was no epilogue when you died, but the whole story is drenched with your requiem. you live on forever in their memories. you’ll always be missed, ghost. / personality: memorable, shy, spooky / / counterpart: the higher power
I’ll learn impulse control when I’m dead
((Did y'all know there was a dupe for What do you Meme online?))
@larrythecentaur @codeoftheforest
MerrCrimss erryone
I had au idea. I drew au idea. What is this power I am wielding???
Human Karaa and Merman Lotor for @purplesockson
Those white squiggles are her tattoos.
Hello!
Welcome to @pix-pulleiaceus, an 18+ indie, private, and selective multifandom multimuse featuring Sergey Razumovsky of Bubble Comics, Aaravos of The Dragon Prince, OCs both original and Skyrim, and many more! Please read the rules before interacting, and take a look at my muses! All info is on the carrd.
Knowledge of sources is not required- if the bio is unclear, questions are welcome.
Other blogs: @thekavseklabs (oc multimuse), @galransandextras (voltron multimuse), @sunshine-bastard (runescape multimuse)
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(I know it's you Kay, you egg)
⚠️ 'Doesn't understand locked doors.'
MUSE SHAMING send me a ⚠️ with a reason my muse should be shamed (e.g. “hangs toilet paper backward”) and I can only confirm or deny
I Confirm but Karaa wants to clarify:
'No, I understand them. I just were given two hands and capacity for chaos and general disregard for rules.' She grinned.
'Thanks dude'.
Just to be clear: we’re all down to resist arrest, right?
MUSE SHAMING
send me a ⚠️ with a reason my muse should be shamed (e.g. “hangs toilet paper backward”) and I can only confirm or deny
codeoftheforest:
She pouted at him, giving him best puppy eyes, internally cursing his alertness. Maybe she should have gotten him drunk first damn it. “You promised,” she whispered, her voice raspier as she was forcing words out. She hoped that would convince him. Better not to break the character right?
She needed to find out what did he want and where the hell was her Lotor.
Lotor hesitated for an instant, during which he did several fast calculations.
Refusal of something his other self had promised would be suspicious. Karaa was unlikely to harm her beloved. He was really horny. Other Lotor trusted her enough to let her do this. Playing along was better for him. He was really really horny and wanted her to have her way with him, he wanted this, he needed her…
He nodded and put his hand back. “Sorry. I was just teasing you.”
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At first, the real Lotor had been horrified and struck with terrible guilt as he started to process all the terrible things he’d supposedly done, none of which he remembered. They didn’t sound like things he’d do or say, but he must have been horribly corrupted somehow.
Until one detail broke him from his despair. According to Ezor, he’d begun his Quintessence harvesting millennia ago.
He sure as hell would have remembered that. Something was wrong. This world was wrong. This… wasn’t his world.
He’d somehow jumped into an alternate reality, like the one the meteor they used to build the Sincline came from. How, he didn’t know. All he knew was that he had to find a way to get back. And he couldn’t do that in captivity.
She pouted and licked her lips in enticing way, preparing the right phrase before she could say it. Damn, she couldn't wait till she could just lock this impostor up in the dungeon and force him to tell her where her Lotor was. She leaned into his ear.
"Teasing is a bad boy behaviour," she whispered. Thankfully this fit the scenario. "And bad boys get punished."
She rubbed the tip of his ear and started to tie up the silk roped again. The knots secured and impossible to get out from.