alistaire foaxs

[damekuro]

audaxi: 

Having already shared his soul with a plethora of people already, the young daimyo was hardly surprised when he felt another person at the opposite side; it was a distinct tug– sometimes a sharp tug when they wandered too far. Regardless, Date was adamant on greeting this one; after all, he would very much like to know at least one of people he was bound to before they suddenly vanished again. Despite his determination, he was having issues with finding said partner; sometimes when it felt like he was getting close, their gap would only increase– this was disheartening to say in the very least.

It wasn’t until intrusive thoughts filled his head did he realize that this must be his partner; he has heard briefly of some weird tele…pany? Teleponthy? Whatever! All he knew was that it was some kind of gift this place gave to people to share with their partner; unfortunately, he hadn’t a clue on how it worked, and the influx of thoughts from the other continued to pour in. Needless to say, as he began to conjure ways to respond to the other, his thoughts were unknowingly transmitted. ❛What the hell should I say? Hey soul pal, mind shutting the fuck up?❜ Furrowing his brows, he shook his head at the notion, ❛Nah… He’ll totally hate me if I say that!❜ Exhaling a soft sigh, he took another moment before being struck with all the right words. ❛I’ve got it!!❜

Now… All that was left was to figure out how to get his thoughts… words… message across to the other; all for experimenting with the odd ability, he only mused that there was only one way to find out. After all, there was no hard in trying every method in the book; the first way that appeared in his mind could very well make him seem blatantly strange, but it mattered not. Inhaling, he collected as much air in his lungs before loudly thinking and shouting, ❝ HEY, SOUL PAL ! !  CAN YOU HEAR ME?! I’VE BEEN HEARING YOUR BULLSHIT ALL DAY ! ! NEED A HAND OR SOMETHING!? ❞

          Alright, so maybe this wasn’t his brightest idea. He had scrapes all over his hands by now, his socks were starting to tear too. Did that mean he would stop, though? Definitely not. Putting a solid hand on the tree again, he’d reach around and try to get a grip before attempting to climb. Slow progress, patience, he reminded himself. If he could just make it to the lowest branch, he’d be fine. And fuck the people staring at him, what, was there some rule against tree climbing?  

          He was so very close, so incredible close! The branch was almost in reach, he was probably a little over ten feet off the ground. The tree’s width had proven to be quite the annoyance. A triumphant smile’d make it’s way onto his face until —

                                                         — THUMP

          That definitely hurt. Quite a lot. It took him a moment to recollect his thoughts, having fallen to the shock of a shout. He’d expected it to be directed at him, but apparently from what he heard it was just some loon. Though, he’d been so close! It pissed him off, and shit if he didn’t act on impulse. Standing up, hues were immediately searching for this guy— this asshole. He intended to give him quite a handful of his anger. The thoughts slipped him, “Who the fuck just yelled,” and “I’m gonna find this dickhole, real fast and give him a piece of my mind.” Which, quite literally, he already was. 

[akutanzero]

“Nyrooooo, tatatata”

Mittened hands outstretched, one above her head holding her plane and the other out off to the side, she ran, mimicking the sounds of a fighter jet all the while. Her eyes focused only on the shining black metal of the plane’s wings and the endless blue sky above, body as light as can be without the rigging attached to her back, she continued aimlessly as fast as her legs would carry her, only to crash into legs and tumble unceremoniously to the ground.

“Uuu..”

Fresh tears gathered at the corners of her eyes, threatening to fall like the droplets of blood leaking from her scraped knees, but she shook them away. This should be nothing compared to the rain of shrapnel from the shells fired at her counts of times, yet why does it still hurt so much?

[damekuro]

          Maybe he felt a small amount of remorse, catching the tears gathering but what was he to do now? He wasn’t good with kids, let alone CRYING kids. Kids that were crying because of him, even more so. It was just as much her fault for running without paying attention, and the childish half in himself wanted to point that out, thankfully though, he didn’t. 

        “Little Miss?”, he’d start, “I’m sorry for not watching where I was going.” He’d lower one knee to the ground, offering a hand and a soft smile. “Are you alright?” A certain part of him felt the guilt, and maybe he had a chance with kids after all. He wouldn’t know unless he tried ( the right way ). 

[hrozvitnirs]

@damekuro

Familiar faces were, without a doubt, were scarcely wished upon; there was nothing honorable in being a deserter– though, claiming that the blond haired youth could bother himself enough to care was also a large factor. Needless to say, there was nothing distasteful in the familiar visage his spiritless gaze settled upon; in fact, this person was a sight for sore eyes– even if he was considered unfinished business.  ❝ Heeeeeeeey ! !   I remember you !  ❞

Sauntering over towards the taller male, eyebrows rose in amusement as he closely inspected the other; almost immediately, his gun was drawn– the barrel pressed to his jugular. Contrasting his actions, his expression was cheerful– as was his tone, ❝ You’re that fucking DEADBEAT I didn’t have enough bullets for! How have you been! ❞

[damekuro]

          There was a familiar face in the corner of his vision, though he’d purposely ignored it for some time. It tugged on certain memories, ones he at least still had. Maybe he wouldn’t recognize him, he’d hoped. But then again, he looks virtually the same. Messy black hair, same scarf, and most of all he still had that same damn angsty expression. 

          Although, there was immediate panic when he realized the boy was approaching. His voice made the recognition clear, leaving no hopes of escaping. Quickly turning to wave, his expression vastly changed to fear as the gun was pressed to his throat. “H-Hey man, it’s been awhile.” If only it could be longer. He could hear himself swallow in his ears; the guy was smaller than him for sure but he didn’t feel like risking it when he had a gun in his hand, for sure. 

[damekuro]

@audaxi​

          He's got an itch for chaos, but since when was that new. The entire place confused him, which consequently irritated him. It was sort of against his morals to start completely unnecessary trouble, so he could only wish something or, y'know, someone, would give him a reason.

          It was probably awhile ago that his thoughts started transmitting, not that he'd realize it. Little groans of annoyance, to swearing, to even blatant notes of "that's a good place to fight," or "that's a good place to hide". He probably sounded like a Grade A high school troublemaker, despite being 21 years old. He was, somewhere in the back of his mind, aware of the fact that he probably shouldn't be as obnoxiously belligerent. However, that's where it stayed, in the back of his mind.

          Currently he was beginning to feel restless. Seems the time to find some place to climb, or explore. Maybe trouble would find him that way but, so be it. That was when the thoughts of, “could I climb that?”, or “would I fit in there” began to surface. But hey, he wouldn’t know until he tried. Should he, though, was the question. Because right now, he’s definitely not trying to find a way onto the top of a particularly tall tree at the edge of his sight. 

[damekuro]

     If he gets lost one more time, he swears, he’s gonna lose it. He’s suspicious of this place, in all honesty. What was he gonna do for supposedly all of eternity? He didn’t even know what to do for one day. Maybe check out his place but what if his so-called partner was there? Though he supposed they had to meet eventually. He should probably look where he’s going before —

                                          —whoops.

[damekuro]

Alright, so, hello!! I’m Jace. some people know me, some don’t, but I used to be around more in the rp community. I kinda went inactive for awhile as my motivation dwindled and my life picked up pace, but I’m back!! Ali’s an old oc of mine, was almost gonna take ‘im to citta but here I am instead. 

If anyone wants to plot or such, send me a message via ask or IM (i don’t mind either). 

I’m willing to write starters, but plotless starters usually don’t go too well. 

[noblephantasms]

The Stuneet.

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          Demy would flinch slightly at the sudden contact, but he’d soon relax and reach his arms around Ali to embrace him warmly in return. He hadn’t been expecting such an action, though he certainly wasn’t opposed to it, giving his cheek a small peck in greeting. “I missed you a lot, you know… You didn’t a-answer my question. What’s wrong?" He’d ask, voice as quiet as ever.

[damekuro]

          Nuzzling head against the man, he'd almost melt into his arms. Heat rising to his cheeks when he felt Demy's lips press against one. Not to mention the embarrassment of admitting that the reason he was in such a state was because he missed the man so much. Though, he doubted that he could pass a lie by him, either. He'd just have to admit it. "I miss you. That's all. I just, really, really, missed you." He'd murmur, tightening his grip on the man as he spoke. 

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          What a sad looking guy over there. Ordinarily, he would have minded his own business, but… this was a special case. Demyan would have recognized this guy anywhere, without fail. “…Ali? It’s b-been a while, huh! Why do you look s-s-so down?”

[damekuro]

          The sudden voice startled him, though he immediately recognized it. Optics would quickly find him, without time for even a single thought against it, the boy was wrapping his arms around the man. "Demy." His voice almost a whine. 

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[damekuro]

          He feels like crying, he misses Demy so much.

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"Oh thank you… I haven’t met another Sable so you’re probably right!" Hearing him compliment his name and then the offer that followed made Sable feel a bit more at ease. This guy was a little unsettling for sure but if he was willing to extend such kindness then Sable wouldn’t turn it down. Maybe it would help break the ice some more. He managed to smile slightly more comfortably. "If you would show me around, that would be great! I would like to see more and with you, I won’t get lost or get myself into trouble probably. Right? So, lead the way." He gestured forward with his hand, reinforcing that he wanted to get moving.

[damekuro]

          With a hand reaching up to rub the back of his neck, he'd let a nervous laugh pass; "Hopefully, we won't get lost. I mean, I've been around awhile but I'm still no ace at getting around here. But, I'd be glad to help you get around to the places I do know." He'd speak, his throat quickly becoming dry from the constant speech. It was a bit of a strain, usually he got by with just a few words- small things like ordering at a restaurant. That was the most anyone usually got out of him. That's why he didn't like to talk so much, it was how he'd become; quiet and antisocial.  

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Moments after his words were spoken, a sharp, observant gaze surveyed the blatant aggravation beginning to fill the placid void on the boy’s visage. It was always a pleasant sight to see an assumed apathetic grow livid at just a few simple words.

A thin brow rose in amusement, a smirk meandering onto his lips as he spoke in an incredulous tone; it dulling promptly after his inquiry. ”Asshole?”

Really? “—Hah! Now look who’s being improper.” Head tipping slightly to the side, he opted on purposefully stoking the flames to this impending outburst that was sure to occur. “You’ve no right to teach me how to respond to people, hypocrite.” The atmosphere was suffocatingly tense between the two, and the blond could already taste potential disaster. Should nothing happen, however, he would be sure to force something much more volatile into motion.

[damekuro]

          Crossing his arms, the boy's features would grow in annoyance, taking a breath in attempt to calm down. He could punch him if he really wanted to, but that would just be too much effort for the kid, right now.

          Really, he couldn't care less about being proper. The slip of his tongue, in calling the boy an asshole, had been the least of that. After all, he was close to swinging at him right now. Now, would that be improper. And that would only be the beginning. 

          Honestly, the most childish of words were about to escape him. "You started it." Really now, what was he? Five? He acted like it,  quite often. Not that he paid mind to it. If he lost any more of his self control he wasn't going to hold back from throwing a punch or two at the guy; a fight sounded exciting right about now. Alis was trying to avoid it, though. It'd be a pain in the ass, if he got beaten. Which, there was a chance of, but it was something he usually wasn't worried about. Or, more realistically, didn't think about. 

[damekuro]

@silentblitzfire replied to your post “i swEAR I'LL BE BACK HERE SOON”

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[popirichi]

✿ / Syeoseul

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      Nate’s gonna do it. He’s going to push them together and then they’ll kiss—         — and he doesn’t actually know who Demy is.

                ”Go and do the thing, man. Have confidence.”

[damekuro]

          He would, if only he could. 

     "—If it was that easy, I would've done it already." 

          Wasn't that obvious? 

[damekuro]

@blacklightening replied to your post “With a complacent grin on her face, Aisu gently nudged her new friend's shoulder with her own. Feeling rather playful for a change, she'd suddenly leaned her face up to his, before quickly leaving a gentle peck on his cheek. Maybe that was just one of her ways to silently thank him for his company. [teehee i'm not really sorry]”

fghsjkdfs cute baby ;;

and mega embarrassed