kid king

loose grip on gravity falls sky blinding crumbling walls. river sweep away my memories of children's things; a young mother's love, before the yearning song of flesh on flesh - young hearts burst open, wounds bleed fresh. ☾indie oc rp · semi private · #cretify☽

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nereium & magicalthug.

"you wouldn't happen to know the easiest way to get into that bar, would you? don't say the main entrance, because i already tried that and was denied."

smooth.

[petulantia-deactivated20150522]

          There’s something quite like a long-suffering sigh expressed from soft lips; there were times she hated this form — it’s heart was softer than she often allowed herself to be. But being kind was not necessarily antonymous with being prideful or arrogant. Perhaps some of her warmth could be chalked up to a moment of weakness or perhaps she wasn’t as bad as she liked to outwardly portray herself ninety percent of the time.

          Blood was no issue for her unless it got on her expensive clothing or shoes; though she understood where it could be problematic for others.

          ❝—- it’s fine,❞ the words felt so foreign on her tongue as her head canted to one side. ❝… I’m just around the corner if you need to relax a moment or something?❞

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she sighs and he wonders if he said something wrong, because despite being rather charismatic most of the time, people can give him the strangest looks over the weirdest things. before she talks, he looks her over, hair on the back of his neck prickling slightly. he doesn't get along too well with people with dark hair, but she's nice and when she speaks he realizes that she is very nice.

after that, he calms down, smiling slightly and running a hand through shaggy hair.

"if it's actually not a big deal, that would be great, because i feel like i'm going to faint within twenty seconds to a minute."

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tetraphobics.

"if a guy who is about seven feet tall and three feet wide asks where i am, please, for the love of god, do not tell him."

matthew is currently ducked down where this guy just happens to be, breathing heavily and running a hand through his hair. it's not often that people fuck with him, considering he's basically modern day royalty, but sometimes - well. teenagers are assholes.

[poenitire-blog]

[Regret almost runs into the kid, and it’s hard to say whose fault it is. The kid looks half-dead and Regret’s sleep-deprived and struggling with maintaining things underneath his skin.

So instead of being a complete asshole, he’s just a subpar asshole. Truly an accomplishment.]

The hell is going on with you.

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wow. rude. he doesn't even bother sitting up at first, hands still braced on his knees as he breaths. in out. in out. in out. huff out a sigh. he even glares a little bit at the man in front of him when he finally stands up.

his voice comes out far more shaky than he wants. great.

"blo - blood. i had a run in with blood. not good. eugh."

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starlightinhiswake, inficiio, leucogaster & stillcas.

"i'm beginning to think that karma is a real thing, because literally everything i've ever said is coming back to bite me in the ass."

he says it with a laugh that turns into a sigh, poor little boy prodigy got grounded and kicked out for the night, so now he's sitting in a small diner and happily kicking up a conversation with the man next to him.

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          ❝—- you should watch where you’re —❞

          Her words are halted with ease as the metallic scent of blood reaches a far stronger sense of smell than she’d like to have. Brows furrowing a little at the boy, perhaps in another form she’d resume scolding him for bumping into her. But one could say he lucked out; though that might be a stretch to say the least given this is still Gloria.

          ❝… — the hell happened to you?❞

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his eyes dart upward, guilt in them as he realizes he bumped into the woman. he almost apologizes when she stops scolding him, which leaves him confused. her question catches him off guard and, after a few more deep breaths, he slowly raises himself upwards, giving her a sheepish look.

"uh, sorry. i had a too close encounter with blood. makes me feel -"  faint, nauseous, hungry?

"sick." that works.

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poenitire, phantasmagorix, fireflysmile & petulantia.

the poor kid is paler than normal, breath heavy because he just booked it down a block or two just because some idiot drove a nail into his finger and was bleeding like crazy.

he can still taste the copper on his tongue as he leans over, trying to gain composure.

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ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?

see that look?

that's how much he cares about either of those things right there.