SWALLOW YOUR SKIN

[cosmicvice-blog]

entropy reified: private rp.

I moved! Find me @witheris.

[cosmicvice-blog]

entropy reified: private rp.

I moved! Find me @witheris.

[witheris]

i saw something in him. i saw something too familiar, & it scared me. it scared me because it reminded me of murder, of blood, & of savagery. it scared me because it reminded me of red, of appalling aspirations. most importantly, it scared me because it reminded me of myself.

[cosmicvice-blog]

OPTIMUS PRIME.

    the spark within his chassis turns like a planet on its axis, the universe sighing in unison with ventilation systems as memories are stirred up like dust. optics darken, shoulders weighted with the dead world unnerving. it is specific enough, mind still heavy with the day when they began to cheer his name. he exists as a metaphor to the one entropy refers to — a twisted personification for a collection of shattered glass and remnants of planets that those who devour worlds could not swallow ( dark, corrupted. they form their eldritch abominations ), a shell of the constellation. wires are played like a harp in entropy’s symphony, and he feigns to not pay heed.

          ❛ — it was a necessary means to an end. ❜

( an ordered framework, painted thick & to the brim with a certain decree of chaos, remains elegantly poised; thin lips draw into a thinner smile, pointed teeth sheltered behind falsified skin, ready to eat, ready to tear apart this world just as he had planned for the other’s. his very own existence, influence extended, twists & coils & turns; like the infinite snake, swallowing its own tail in a maddened glee. shoulders lift in marginal mockery, a shrug at the behemoth’s comment; necessary, oh yes-- deliciously so, how gratuitous the entity is for such a speech, for such a gloriously early catalyst. lips curl, a wicked curvature of a detestable smile; there is the slightest of feigned regret. )

                    “never said it wasn’t, but, it’s quite a small universe, isn’t it?”

[cosmicvice-blog]

isolated. like for a starter.

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INQUIRER

 ❛ YOU COULD SAY

i’m getting much PICKIER. ’ a claim that fluctuates within a fleeing conscience. patience is a virtue, sadly thin to the touch for he could never say he was or has been treading a virtuous path. dripping irritation to interruption is the only thing in his system that is tried & true. surely, there was nothing more unsettling to him than the presentation given to him, an unwilling & impatient audience, of something he knew was unnatural to the core.

there was dangerous familiarity, a sunset memory that could make him gag. with every time the company’s smile grew, knock out’s own expression sharpened. eventually it was a ( probably ridicule-worthy ) squint. dramatic effect for drama’s sake, he’d say as he waits for the TRASH on the ground to fade into its own tragic oblivion before responding.

                                   ‘ it makes me overjoyed.  ’

          for the first time in a while, his form moves to the stranger.           ‘ it wouldn’t matter, really.  but yes. all moving & all here,           for the most part, & no repeat of there’s no place like home           makes  THAT  any better. shortages get  extreme, i guess.           it looks like you know the gist of things… would it be too           much to ask HOW ? ’

                    “does it really? well, i’m glad to hear that you’d deign to be so-called ‘overjoyed’ by a humble showing.”

( patronizing smiles hiding vicious-white teeth, he has swallowed suns & digested worlds, a monstrous excuse of an unavoidable ultimatum. the words that tumble from the other’s mouth makes for a short term delight, a caustic & brief laughter that dares to shatter his offered silence. he casts a downward glance, as though the floor is far more interesting than the robotic organism before him. of course, the legitimacy of that is still, undoubtedly arguable. but oh, when the other asks him ‘ how ‘, his gaze returns, meets the red optics of the other, & pray tell, can you hear the static screaming? )

                     “some of us are better at adaption than others; when a planet is ravaged by those too consumed by their own war, one has to improvise, no?” 

( & a flicker in his human stature, a glitch; oh, how he’d love to break his human presentation, but not now. no, not yet. )

[cosmicvice-blog]

&.

[pvrseltongue-blog]

TO SPREAD POSITIVITY.

;; I challenge all of you to send me URLs! Send me URLs of your Tumblr crushes, your best friends, strangers you like to see on your dash. Send me any URL you want, and I’ll talk about the things I like about them and their blog. You can do this on or off anon, it makes no difference, just send me URLs you want me to praise. just put ‘positivity’ in the beginning of the ask and I’ll know what to do.

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OPTIMUS PRIME

      he feels it. the rattling of the other’s faux bones, turning over in his skin as they do their best to reach the stars above them. something unnerving crawls underneath metal plating and cautious circuitry, a dissonant memory — a violent recognition embedded in the being before him. he is a driving force in human skin, each breath building the foundation of a definite end, forcing a stream of existence to the edge of a cliff. he does not QUESTION his words, for there is a voice of understanding feeding his COSMIC FREQUENCY to the behemoth of a machine

❛  i have made a great number of speeches in      my time. i fear that i must ask you to be more      SPECIFIC.   ❜

( a catered laugh, blessed & wretched & magnificent, makes its way from his throat & to his limps, & like an injured soldier, it stumbles forth, sporadic & erratic. it dies into a soundless chuckle, an expression that reads of course, & there’s an almost childish smile that clutches onto his features, dragging like knives upwards on his countenance. he can hear the other’s cosmic resonance, the symphony & the parts they both play. he, the conductor, & the giant, a perk of a melody, a feature-- longer than most, but still, undoubtedly & undeniably brief. a sickness swarms within him, & begins to stick to the other, the wondrous optimus prime. it is an ailment all things bear, the marked fate of disintegration, degeneration. his head cants slightly, & he speaks a subtlety of antagonism. )

                     “the one you made in the senate, it was quite a while ago. although, i doubt that one is rather simple to forget. i was in a seat near the front when you barged in, watched you with a great deal of surprise, might i add. is that specific enough for you?”

[cosmicvice-blog]

isolated. like for a starter.

[angstmemes]

send me ‘✂’ and my muse will kill yours. brutally, horribly, bloody.

[cosmicvice-blog]

A REMINDER OF SOMETHING PAST

  ❛NO.

        but you ARE making a mess… & if there’s something i know all too well & don’t appreciate, it’s a mess. ’ an arm raises, his limb making a soft gesture of dismissal. the glance he spares is far too small to interrupt his basic thought process.

mess. a MESS is what starscream leaves after growing a fit over not finding something. a MESS is some undead rising & cutting the entire structure of a goal in half. a MESS is cybertron’s desolate, sad state. a MESS is this RACE between the autobots & decepticons — & a mess is the careless act of littering something so naturally appalling.

         ‘ NOT THAT I CARE, ’ a lie. ‘ this isn’t my soil. ’

                               ‘ … wait. what business are you doing here? ’

( can you hear the resonance? the mockery? it screams, courses through him & it radiates; a smile latches onto his face & grows there, sickly like a parasite. quickly, it sputters into a laugh, & his eyes are twinkling with something that is most definitely beyond humanity. a hand lifts, fingers curling, as a side-glance skims the surface of the cup dancing in the quiet wind. his fingers twitch, barely, & the cup freezes, jerking like a glitch in a video. )

                      “didn’t think that it’d bother you so much, but if it makes you feel any better...

( the cup ceases its ugly dancing, turns gray, turns to dust, turns to nothing; & briefly there is the sound & existence of a distorted wave. it is gone in seconds, & the cup has never existed. the smile on his face stretches further, like paint smeared outwards, & his hands go back into his pockets. the smile soon dwindles, back to the civilian sort of smile, just as that look in his eyes go back into hiding. )

                     “but anyway, i could ask the same of you. or, better yet, of your people, although i doubt that term is particularly fitting in the traditional sense. but i’m sure you’d keep that to yourself, no?”

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vauntrien​ liked this for a starter

( he is everything but afraid, an expression of calmed acquaintance at the other’s stature. a cup to the lips, a gentle sip of what had been held inside it, & a partial intrigue. he has a feeling that he’s not supposed to be here, interfering with whatever the other had in mind; a smile drawls across not-to-human features, cutting into his faux countenance. his head cants to the side, the cup is dropped onto the floor, styrofoam thumping against the ground. )

                  “sorry, am i interrupting?”

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martyriou liked this for a starter

( he remembers harboring a form like his, remembers the wretched glory of cybertron & how it had felt to be influential. he remembers metal as flesh, a spark, shining optics instead of dull skin & weak bone. how he relishes in the memory of its destruction, how he remembers this now giant before him & the roles they both played. how nostalgic, he muses, to think back to a time before earth. before this solar system, when he was much younger. his countenance transforms, turns from placid to one of misplaced friendliness. why, they were once enemies, were they not? albeit, entropy himself was not a concern to optimus prime at that time, but nonetheless, his chaotic resonance is not one that is easily missed. ) 

                  “i remember your speech,                          it was quite something, had me thinking on it for ages. it’s a shame i never formally introduced myself then, optimus prime.”

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[cosmicvice-blog]

i saw something in him. i saw something too familiar, & it scared me. it scared me because it reminded me of murder, of blood, & of savagery. it scared me because it reminded me of red, of appalling aspirations. but most importantly, it scared me because it reminded me of myself.

[heartofrevolutions-moved-deacti]

— specific abilities.

[cosmicvice-blog]

a brief summary. video for reference, a combination of space time manipulation and energy manipulation; though what is portrayed in the video could be prior to the arrival of the VOID.

age manipulation — the ability to change the the physical age of any object or living thing. done through the activation of a form of “entropy”, gradual decline into disorder - a gradual decline into fragility, except no longer as gradual. this ability can be used to de-age, slow down, or speed up the aging process, and can take matter of seconds, hours, or years - and the change can be marginal, or huge. | extended (uc). mentality manipulation — the ability to change the speed and capacity for mental processes, as well as intelligence. similar to mental manipulation; can also “age” the mind through changing maturity levels based on the brain’s structure - this ability can be used to induce and / or cure mental illnesses. | extended (uc). mental manipulation — the ability to induce thoughts and modify mindsets; done through the modification of the brain structure by age - an ability influenced by mentality manipulation. | extended (uc). mental projection — the ability to project mental images, also the ability to project imagined scenes, or memories, into another being’s mind. limitations: the victim must have a substantially weak mind to be convinced of the projection’s reality. | extended (uc). space time manipulation — this is the ability to manipulate the space time continuum, and covers a mass expanse of abilities. however, this ability is rather limited for Entropy, as it is mostly focused on destruction of galaxies and solar systems - for devouring, and for paving the way for the VOID. | extended (uc). omnipresence — Entropy is the unused energy in systems, the lack of order; they are present everywhere, but can also concentrate into one point, as a mostly “humanoid” figure. | extended (uc). nigh omnipotence — Due to their servitude to the VOID, they are not completely omnipotent, and are under the control of their Lord. | extended (uc). omniscience — Knowledge of practically everything that has existed, mostly because they have lived almost parallel predecessors of the current universe. | extended (uc). entropy manipulation — the ability to manipulate energy unused in systems, as well as a more potent and killing type of “entropy” — it is a purple white flame like substance, with sigils and glowing light - a sort of dark matter, though not the same. it is a visualization and a solidification of their effects - especially the lack of order, and age acceleration. | extended (uc). energy manipulation — the ability to manipulate energy remaining, and energy already used — to redirect energy flow, etc. done through the influence of gradual decline. | extended (uc). nether manipulation — to manipulate what flows through the universe and all life - an explanation for the age manipulation ability. not a direct manipulation, but capable. somewhat latent as of now. | extended (uc). chance manipulation — the ability to change chance, or probability, though as of current times, it is a limited ability — and the changes are restricted to small ones, and only for themselves. | extended (uc). fire manipulation — self explanatory - fire is usually a reddish, purple color. | extended (uc). void manipulation — mildly so, not enough to summon the VOID Themselves ( which isn’t really “void” ), but Entropy can make small things disappear. | extended (uc). particle manipulation — the ability to control the smallest unit of matter, but only to a certain degree - this ability is very tiring, and very dangerous. this can cause the rapid degeneration of Entropy’s mental state, which will make them unable to prepare for the VOID. | extended (uc). mental assimilation — a dangerous ability to perform as well, especially with concepts and also mortals — basically anyone if they take the other in. however, they are able to fuse themselves with a mortal, which allows them to break the servitude with the VOID. | extended (uc). instant resurrection — if entropy’s physical form ( when not using “appearance manipulation” and is actually in shapeshift ) is killed, entropy can instantaneously resurrect in a random place with a different form. | extended (uc). embodiment transition — latent ability - can transition to and from Chaos, or Corruption. By influence of Melancholy, Entropy can transition into Desolation. | extended (uc).

[heartofrevolutions-moved-deacti]

— general abilities.

[cosmicvice-blog]

a brief summary.

concept ( - dependent ) immortality ( also: infinite resurrection ) — as long as there is energy and a spectrum for increase and decrease, Entropy as an embodiment and personification will continue to exist and live forever; or until the summoning of the VOID proves successful, as it always has. Entropy is consequently re-manifested in the following creation of another universe. Entropy’s future vessels and used forms are capable of dying, however. | extended (uc). appearance ( self ) manipulation — similar to the concept of shapeshifting, though it is not a physical change of the body. instead it is a manipulation of how the user is perceived, but is still solid to the touch. | extended (uc). influence manipulation — the manipulation of things that Entropy has some sort of influence over, for example, corruption in a person can be manipulated by Entropy; so can decay, and the need for abandoning something. | extended (uc). teleportation — the ability to travel from one space to another without physically occupying space between the two points. Entropy accomplishes this through the dispersal and gathering together of themselves; or through space-time migration. | extended (uc). telekinesis — from the smallest, such as moving a penny, to the extreme, including energy manipulation and cosmic manipulation. the ability to move things and control them with mental prowess only. | extended (uc). telepathy — achieved through speaking in the Old Language ( more on this later ), and is only broadcasting of thoughts. Entropy cannot “communicate” with any other language telepathically. | extended (uc). accelerated healing — the ability to heal wounds faster than the average mortal; in this case, healing can be almost instantaneous depending on the amount of concentration. | extended (uc). enhanced senses — superhuman senses, due to their nigh omnipotence. | extended (uc). enhanced reflexes — incredibly fast reflexes, due to the ubiquity of Entropy. | extended (uc).