“So what have you been up to since you were last online, D”?
Oh, you know... existing and things
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@dwainforeman
“So what have you been up to since you were last online, D”?
Oh, you know... existing and things
*logs into big finish after a long absence*
May the 10 of Pentacles bless your account with more money than you can spend. 💵✨
10 of Pentz came thruuu
Omg this actually works!!! Thank you 10 of Pentacles!!!
I could seriously use this money right now….
Please give me my refund of 400$ soon…
I feel obligated to reblog this every time it shows up in my dash
No bragging, just 100% floored and grateful. Work hard, maintain a positive attitude, and believe that anything can happen.
So I reblogged this exactly a week ago because I thought it was funny and uh lo and behold, a family friend wrote me a big ol’ check just to help me out of a tough financial spot AND my bank refunded me $32 for fees they’d originally taken out. SO UH YEAH. Reblogging this again in hopes that it brings equally good fortune to my followers.
Sure why not? Jobs bring in money and prosperity…
people keep asking me what my life’s ambition is and apparently “living in one of those parallel universes where there are still a load of zeppelins” isn’t an acceptable answer :/
I mean it's honestly more realistic than some life goals. I'd imagine creating a reality gateway would be easier than acquiring a decent income.
some people say still like “i like pretty much everything except rap and country” and that’s honestly so stupid. dismissing whole genres like that is over-generalization at its worst. the only 100% bad genres are ska and electro swing
OP just hates fun. no genre is 100% bad.
except dubstep
hi im going to rip you in half
okay! let’s get started
This implies they aren't already split in two
Corrupted Ideals (Closed Human Yandere RP with Dwainforeman)
It was a day like any other, both arrived to their places of work at the mall. He’d come and get his tea for the day, and she’d have his preference memorized. Eruption would simply watch him from the corner of her eye while she worked, only watching him more directly when she thought he wasn’t paying attention. Her friends convinced her to bring him for drinks, knowing she pined for him- though not just how much she truly did want him to be hers. Both of their shifts ended about the same time, though hers ended a few minutes sooner. She’d approach the store, almost losing her nerve completely and leaving before he called out to her in greeting. Her heart hammered in her chest as she looked almost startled by his calling out to her.
In his typical, almost mechanical fashion, having done it for so long, he was cleaning the last shelf as he waved goodbye to staff and eruption into the store. Going over to the counter to count up the till
Dwain:"don't often see you this end of the mall, 'ruption" in his typical sassy tone for this time of day, he blinked for a second, his mind idling due to the time of day "sorry! Eruption." Shaking his head "is everything okay?"
Mall goth energy
I want an actual sitcom with these exact goths
@fiskenn @babkaiaga
This is adorable and accurate
Ominous positivity
You will be okay. You have no choice.
As a time traveler, this is concerning.
if you’re reading this
a lump sum of money is on the way to you
it happened today, damn that was like 3 days maybe?
It Works the money is on its way!
Need this.
Of course
It worked tho
I just won $500 off a scratch Ticket lottery.
ENERGY
Hey it's always handy on this world.
Happenstance or not, posting because why not
Put the dumbest injury you’ve ever gotten in the tags
So, I turned on the app again after a brief hiatus (I really need to sort my life out better so I can start posting and writing more) and find out that Tumblr is going mainstream In introducing a bullshit no adult content rule (or as I like to call it, the no fun allowed rule). This is obviously going to cause problems and will likely cause an exodus to somewhere more likely not to cave. So I'm deciding to test this adult post censoring business by putting up photos of myself doing innocent things with my (admittedly rare) innocent face, because as far as I can see, the reason people are rightfully getting angry is because the system can't tell the difference between holding hands and a ladies lovely privates or a mans well-to-do. Worst case scenario, I've cheered you up with some random snapshots of my life from the passed year with me old mug and my nerdy ass. The first four are from my holiday in London two years ago (when I got back in touch with an old friend from this very sight, and as a nice thing this sight used to do, brought us together. We've been dating long distance a little over a year now) the two next to the clock are me doing some cosplay shots with my Quadriggers outfit on, a sonic screwdriver I built from scratch (which looks like a dildo so might get a bite from the system there, hear that morons, it's a fuckin' metal Wang!), and the rest are from my time at Melbourne supernova. Enjoy! and let's hope we can stay together on another platform, if this one burns down due to its own incompetence.
Everyone: “Here’s my handles on like five different sites in case Tumblr goes down”
Me, refusing to make an account anywhere else:
I may have Twitter, but I'll be caught wearing a new body before I actually start actively using it
i really don’t want to be an active twitter user. that sounds like hell. twitter is just heterosexual tumblr and it has less features
The whole reason I got onto this site was because there weren't any limitations for speech or craft, why must this happen
Everyone on Tumblr rn
Against unwanted censorship more so but whatever gets people motivated
The Haunting of Lungbarrow Manor (closed Halloween RP with Eruption-Of-The-Fade)
Autumn was just round the corner in the northern countryside of this land, people were used to unusual events occurring on this Isle they called home, to the point where it may paradoxically be normal. However, in a mining village over a hill dividing them from an ancient forest, they had a curiosity that had been round for as long as three generations of the town could remember. One day at least two hundred years ago during the winter solstice, a mansion sprung up overnight on the hillside, no reason was given for its appearance nor its prolonged stay, however it had taken root on the estate of the shires governor, and when they had passed, the land it occupied, engulfing the hills peak and some of the forest beyond, had no heir. Thus by local law it defaulted to a trustee of the town. When they took up residence in the mansion, screams could be heard echoing down to the village after three nights they stayed there. When the townsfolk when to investigate, they found the trustee curled up in a ball in the dining room, spilling nonsense words and half sentences. It took months for him to recover in his old home, but he never spoke of that day again for as long as he lived. Various people had tried to take up residence and failed, some people tried breaking in when the lure of a wealthy scene soon wained. Mostly criminals at this point as the estate had passed into the haunted legends of this town. Some who had murdered or tried to assault others within its walls were found by the local police, their victims having fled shortly after their demise. All the authorities could find were the dried out corpses of these people, not something their would be victims were capable of. Some claimed there had been blood splattered everywhere when the assaulters begun to convulse violently before they could attack them. But not a drop could be found. It had since been left undisturbed for twenty years on the hillside.
Until a stranger arrived in town, no relatives to speak of in the area, simply looking for a place to stay.
After touring the house, she’d paid for it almost immediately upon seeing the basement despite the odd history of the Manor. She was bringing in her belongings alone, a few mere suitcases as the manor remained furnished. Eruption would sigh as the large door opened to the empty manor, walking in with a quiet murmur.
Eruption: Here we go.. Maybe you could keep a real monster hidden, eh? *She’d head for the kitchen immediately, opening one of her smaller suitcases and simply hanging a calendar on the fridge. It had two dates marked, though only one was in bright red.* One month to fix up that basement for the full moon.. I’ll manage..
She heard a knocking on the kitchen door, a gruff voice from the other side
???: S'cuse me Miss. Are Yer in? Thought you may want some produce seein as you just moved 'ere
Eruption: Hm? Yes, I’m here! *There’d be a bit of noise as she sets some more stuff down before they could hear her coming towards the door. She’d open it, smiling a bit sheepishly at her new guest.* Hi, um..thank you! My name’s Eruption.
???:*a woman's face greeted her, rough round the edges but warm enough. From the look of her clothing and her hands, she was a local farmer for the village* nice Ter meet yeh miss, names Feni, Feni Mercheford *her smile was warm enough as she started to shuffle a few baskets in* I hope yeh don't mind, Frankford, he's the bloke you'd've got the key's off at the lawyer's office. Frankford mentioned you'd not had much baggage so I took the liberty of organisin' someh' together for yer stay. This place hadn't been used in so long the parlour in't got nout innit by now.
Eruption: *She’d smile, immediately moving to help with a basket or two.* This was your doing? Thank you so much! I was expecting..well not much at all. *She’d chuckle softly.* I’m grateful, Ms. Feni. It’s certainly going to make this place more comfortable.
Feni: ah is no trouble at all poppet. It's always good to 'elp out a new lass to the area. Mind *she set down the last basket, the provisions, raw or processed, eruption noticed, wasn't much for one person, barely enough for four days* when you say comfortable, you've 'erd 'bout the curse upon this manor? *Her tone was deepening when she'd asked this*
Eruption: *She’d nod, stretching a bit.* I’ve heard. I can handle a few ghost stories. I’ve got a few of my own, don’t worry. They warned me when I bought the place..
Off deep in the manor a clock began to chime the four quarters
Feni:*she sighed* I'd best be goin', it'eh be dark soon *she seemed a bit frightened when she'd heard the time. shrugging her shoulders begun to walk back to the door* if you say so sweet, if yeh ever change yer mind yer welcome to stay at my place a couple o' noights. But ask yerself this fer noe, this place 'asn't 'ad a soul set foot innit for neigh five years, last person was a convict and all they found o' 'im was ah dried corpse. But still, five years o' neglect, an' not a speck o' dust, an' no one 'as been to wind tha' clock. It's yer own mind I'm sayin', but you watch yerself
The clock started to strike the hour, which made Feni flinch a bit.
Eruption: Thank you for your concern and for the supplies, Ms. Feni. I’ll be careful. *She’d smile kindly, walking her to the door.* A few skeletons in the closet won’t scare me off just yet, I can’t really afford to go anywhere else honestly. Haunted or not, I got such a good price for this place it’s gonna take quite a bit to drive me out.
Feni looked as though she was about to say something, but thought better of it. She sighed and gave an understanding nod, and closed the door behind her.
The various creaks and clicks that any old house made almost sounded amplified now that Eruption was on her own. The clocks ticking echoed through the house for some hours, almost as though to emphise the lady’s point.
Eruption: *She simply went about beginning to unpack what belongings she had, unperturbed by the ticking of the old clocks.*
Night quickly came and the village went to sleep. Eruption had unpacked the majority of her belongings, and figured out where the light switches were, a piculiarity she noted, there was no evidence of a power line leading to the house from the village, yet the house was electric and had power, which she could swear feeling at times softly humming in the walls.
Having exhausted useful time, was now able to go to sleep. Due to the size of the manor, she was spoiled for choice for rooms. All of which had the same styled four poster bed with a closed fire in the room, an ornate dresser on one side with a lavishly decorated bathroom leading off the main room. The walls in the bedroom, like the rest of the manor, were a paneled wood, similar to a dark oak, with trimmed linings of a sanded light green plaster (the dining rooms were white as we're the corridors).
The bathrooms were tiled white with brown art deco trimmings enameled into the ceramic material. The taps were ornate chromed heads of Phoenix birds, the shower was separated from the bath by a frosted glass panel with a silver trimming round the edges. As she was about to get into bed, she heard the sound of music starting to play, echoing along the corridor outside her room
Music: Why does the sun go on shining? Why does the sea rush to shore?
Lost at Sea (Closed Human RP with Dwainforeman)
-Crop-
Dwain: he took her through the entrance into the twinkling lights of the the store, chuckling as he grabbed a store map and looked at where to go, then taking her in that direction, he shook his head "Eruption, the only reason I don't stick out like a sore thumb is because men's fashion doesn't seem to change much through the centuries, or at least styles are deemed acceptable in any era. It's taken me this long to find clothing aside from my uniforms that I like wearing, even then I was made bias, good old Charlie" he muttered the last part of his sentence, a bit nostalgic it seemed. Seeing a staff member from that section, he went over to him and explained that she needed some good everyday clothing and evening wear, the man nodded and gestured for her to follow him to a line of clothes "this man can help you better, just follow his advice and pick out what you like, I'll go and sort out finances and communication, here" he pulled out the golden broach he had before, taking out another one, this one having a different delta shield on it "keep this on your chest, give it a tap and say my name if you want to talk to me, I won't be far"
Eruption: O-Okay.. *She takes the broach, still seeming a bit skittish of the new man but following him anyway.* So how do lan- *She cuts herself off before starting again, looking at the line of clothes.* How does this work?
Dwain: walked away, giving a gentle wave as he left "I'll be back in about five, maybe half an hour"
Shop assistant:"well miss, may I take your measurements" he took a tape out of a pocket "and we then go through our fashion line, you pick out what you want to try on, and we keep to the side what you like" he looked at her "may I take your measurements, forgive me for overhearing, but your boyfriend gave me the impression this style of shopping is new to you"
Eruption: U-Um yeah. *She nods her okay for the worker to take her measurements.* I-I'm not used to things being quite this..fancy? I've never had quite so many options.. A-And he isn't my boyfriend..
Shop Assistant: he skillfully took her measurements then gestured for her to follow "my apologies for the assumption miss, you two just seemed very close" he lead her to a room with various mannequins dressed in fine feminine coats, dresses, suits, all kinds of clothes "but I hope that the fancy clothing we have meet your requirements"
Eruption: *She spots a nice suit on a mannequin and seemed to pause and look at it for a bit before she looked at the shop assistant.* I like this.. it looks nice..
Shop assistant: he didn't bat an eyelid at her selection "certainly, I'll grab that style in the different patterns for you to try on" he walked away, talking to another assistant briefly before returning "now, hand bags, mmm... shoes" he noticed that aside from the bandage the medic had done, she had nothing on her feet "some socks perhaps for something other than heels, when you don't want to show your lovely feet that is" he said politely, intending to give a compliment "anything else we need for you? Any other accessories"?
Dwain: meanwhile he'd gone down to the Bank of America, and after some convincing, managed to quickly open an account, he then made his way over to an apple store, after a bit of hacking, made it so they had enough money for Eruption and he to live comfortably.
He purchased a phone from them, he cringed at its limitations, quickly hacked it so it would work without a carrier "warranty? bah, don't tell me what to do, I do what I want" he muttered as he left the shop, making his way to the nearest Samsung store in a cab.
On the way, he searched for online and acquired a residency at 1050 on the corner of 85th street and Museum Mile. "there, it's not the ocean but at least she can see water there, and it's not far from the river, I hope she likes it, because I need to stay in the middle of a busy city to stay out of sight" quickly arranging furniture to be put in the apartment, he paused "never thought about a bed, hmm, well, normal bed will do for a night, I can ask what she'd like once I get back" he got out of the cab at the Samsung store and made his way in "I wonder how she's going with her exercise"
Eruption: U-Um..Not that I know of? I think I just need the clothes.. *She seemed to be stumbling through everything, just trying to keep an eye out for something she liked, eventually she kept glancing around for Dwain- though she didn't call him using the brooch due to not wanting to rush him.*
Dwain: he'd got what he needed from the store and made his way back to Bloomingdale's, doing the same trick on the Samsung as he did on the iPhone "honestly, why people pay for a function that's already freely available is beyond me" calling a cab over.
Shop assistant:"as you wish miss, but I do suggest that we at least get some shoes for you to wear, you can never be too careful, considering what people throw on the sidewalk" the staff member that he'd talked to have come over with the different patterns of suit she liked.
Eruption: *Out of the suits, she seemed taken with the simple black one. She nods at the assistants words, remembering Dwain's words about shoes.* Of course. You just choose what you think would be appropriate.. *She smiles softly.*
Shop assistant: he nodded, quickly took a measurement of her foot, then went off to get something to suit.
Dwain: he arrived back at the store, however, instead of meeting with her, he went to the menswear to get some clothing for himself "despite being dry, without the nanobot environment of the old girl, the sea salt is going to ruin what I've got on soon, have to dry clean-oh hello" he picked out a grey wool coat along with everything else he'd need to wear, paying for his stuff he walked out of menswear "well, at least I can keep clothed whilst what I like is at the cleaners, oh Karabast, where's women's fashion again"? He promptly got lost, forgetting that in his pocket, under the bags of his clothing, was a store map.
Shop assistant: he returned with a few boxes, two containing high heels, one with a thin necked heel, the other a raised heel, and the other a simple flat shoe with a bow over the toe, all of them black "there we are miss, I took the liberty of selecting them with a matte finish, as I didn't think gloss or lizard would go with your other selections, feel free to try these on to make sure they're comfortable"
Eruption: *Most of his words went over her head, though she nods and grabbed one of the boxes. The thin necked heel. She looked unsure but did move to carefully put them on, surprisingly on the proper foot that they should go on. Pretty good for someone who has never worn shoes.*
Dwain: he eventually made it back to the woman's section, spotting her, he called the assistant over to him so he wouldn't interrupt her "I'll be paying for her clothes, had to get our cards issued, long story, got hers here, can you have them bagged up for us"
Shop assistant:"certainly sir, she's just trying on some shoes now sir, you timed getting back here quite well"
Dwain:"thanks, certainly looks like I did as well, oh, by the way, know of any good dry cleaners around Central Park"? The clerk said he'd check with a college and went off to pack Eruptions shopping, he'd noticed that seeing as she wasn't used to this sort of clothing, he took the liberty to add a few shirts and a handbag to the collection
Shop assistant:"he might not be your boyfriend miss, but if you ask me, if you were interested in that sort of thing, he seems like a pretty good package deal" he said to Eruption softly as he passed her to bag the items.
Eruption: *She blushed softly and gives a small smile.* He is pretty great.. *She then tried to stand and walk in the heels, it was tragically funny. She looked like a baby fawn learning to walk. Her arms were splayed out a bit as she tried to catch herself from a stagger, this obviously being the first time she's worn high heels.*
Dwain: he sat down near by, he cupped his mouth to hide an amused smile, he was doing something on his phone, but looked up every so often to see her progress.
Eruption: *She eventually got the hang of it, no longer staggering though still a bit wobbly from time to time. She made it to the bench he was sitting on and plopped down next to him.* And these are supposed to protect... feet? I could end up falling into more shells. *She chuckles softly.*
Dwain: He kept a hand over his mouth as he looked at her "yes, well, those aren't shoes that one wears on a day to day basis, I tend to call them 'hard mode' for walking myself, I've only worn them when I've had to myself" the brief glimpse of the screen showed that, whether or not she could read English, he was ordering equipment of various kinds.
Eruption: *She leans over and rests her head on his shoulder, looking at his phone but being unable to comprehend anything. Books didn't hold together well in the ocean so she never got the chance to read.* Whatcha doin'?
Dwain: he twitched a bit at her head resting on him, his cheeks warming slightly "getting materials and equipment for repairs to my ship, she'll have most of what I need on board, but considering most of it's a few decks down and I don't know whether it'll be stable down there yet" he pressed a few icons on screen and a green tick came up "figured might as well get it ready, save time, I hope" he'd lowered his hand from his mouth by this point, able to contain himself now he was distracted
Eruption: It's good to be prepared. *She looked up at him curiously.* So what's next? Since I've got clothes now.
Dwain:"well, to the apartment to clean up, seawater's alright for those living in it and that's about it, then some decent food, I don't know about you but I'm hungry"
The shop assistant came back with a bag and a device which Dwain put a card in. The man smiled and bid them farewell, giving Eruption a subtle wink.
Eruption: *She looked more confused by the wink than anything else, though she followed after Dwain.* I could use some food, can't exactly go hunting out here. Even if I could I'm not sure I'd be able to catch the fish with these.
Dwain: he had got both of their bag and had been heading for the door "mmm, doubt you'd want to eat the fish in these rivers either, from memory, estuaries around major cities at this level of development have a lot of toxins floating in them, if anything can live in there, it's probably poisonous" he called a cab and told him where to go "we'll see what we can get when we're at the apartment" he held the door for her.
Eruption: *She climbed into the cab, curling her lip with disgust at the idea of how filthy the water surrounding the land must be. She shakes her head, wanting to pick something else to focus on. She ended up looking out the window, watching buildings and people pass with the curiosity of both a child and a skittish animal.*
Dwain: he looked at her in reminiscent thought as the cab took them to the apartment "you know, you remind me of what I was feeling when I first left my home"
Eruption: New weird places, new weird things, but you have to be like them so you can do what you're meant to. *She remained looking outside, though looked at the sky. It was the one thing that stayed the same for the time being, same ever-changing clouds, same blue sky.. same sun. She murmured softly.* It's scary and confusing, but interesting and cool at the same time..
Dwain: he flicked a smile as they rounded a corner and Central Park came into view "like I said, how I felt" he looked beyond her at the park "long time ago now"
Eruption: *She looked at the park curiously, different greenery than she's used to and it was quite the contrast when compared to the rest of the city. She saw the trees and the people, and got particularly excited when she saw a few dogs with their owners. She didn't know why, but she knew the weird creatures were cute.*
Dwain: he smiled at her excitement when realised what she was looking at "They're called Dogs, Canine is the technical name, of the family Canidae, they're quite an intelligent animal for not being sapient and are very emotionally aware, they've lived with and evolved along side humans pretty much since the first camp fires were made, they make really good friends. We can take a walk through the park later if you like"
The cab soon pulled up at what Eruption would have to assume was where they would be staying. A tall building beige in colour, it was rather bland looking from the outside.
Eruption: *She smiled and nods eagerly at the prospect of going to the park. She looked at the apartment curiously, having always thought land dweller homes were odd.*
Dwain: he went to call the lift "We're on the top floor, only one with a balcony, boy am I looking forward to a shower, the salt is starting to feel a bit, well, unpleasant" he looked to her "do you want first go in the shower or may i"?
Eruption: You go ahead. *She smiles softly, keeping an eye on her surroundings while staying close to him. When the elevator came she followed him into it without hesitation.*
Dwain: he nodded in gratitude, when the Lift reached their destination, a man in a blue suit was waiting, along with some men in removal clothing, well built for moving heavy objects. The man in a blue suit handed Dwain a pair of keys, he thanked him, the man then indicating a door before walking into the lift with the men. Dwain stopped them, handing each of them a small wad of cash, the men looked confused but he refused to let them go without it, they smile and thanked him with positive tones in their voices, they then left, "Sadly a Capitalist economy is the dominant form of trade in this epoch, the rich get richer, and the poor remain in their run. Doesn't hurt when you're an interloper to give the lower runs a bit of breathing space to live where you can, besides, not really my money" he gave Eruption one of the keys as he unlocked the apartment; despite the fact it was still day, was darker than outside. Comfy sofas and chairs arranged in the living room, built of a well made and finished dark wood with dark, soft coverings. "I'll be wherever the bathroom is in this place, i'll let you know where it is once I've found it" and walked past a kitchen out of sight.
Eruption: *She wanders into the apartment, looking at the furniture and appliances with curiosity. She's seen some of them on the ocean floor, but not all. Numerous appliances were unknown to her, though she seemed particularly interested in the blender.*
Dwain had disrobed himself and placed the bags and his clothes on a rack in the bathroom, and stepped in. Enjoying the warm water running over him, though in his rush to get in, left the door open.
The blender jug sat on the kitchen counter next to the base, the glass container looked brand new, gleaming clean along with its mirror polished blades sitting in its base.
Eruption: *She looked at it curiously, pressing a button on it. She jumped a bit when it started whirring and the blades started spinning really fast.*
Dwain: he was mid soaping of his head when he heard the noise of the blender "Everything okay out there, Eruption"? He called out, not really wanting to get out of the now steamy cubical.
The base whizzed on, the shiny connector parts flicking light off them at a ludicrous speed, one of the buttons on it was lit up, with some symbols "MED" it read.
Eruption: Yeah! Just looking at a weird thing! *She pressed the button and jumped again when it started whirring faster and more violently. It was loud. She pressed more buttons in an attempt to shut it off, but only succeeded in turning up the setting. She growled in frustration and yanked it, intending to throw it outside or something. She yanked it out of the wall, so it turned off. She stared at it for a moment before putting it back down and walking away from it.*
Dwain: "okay, just try not to break any of it, I'll show you how it works in a while" he continued to wash, but otherwise didn't notice the sudden silence.
Eruption: *She investigates the apartment, exploring the dwellings of a land dweller. She looked out at the balcony, smiling softly at the pool. It wasn't salt water, but it was water. As she'd continue to explore, she'd notice that he left the door open and peek in.*
The bathroom was full of mist by this point, the mirror having clouded over completely. His clothes hanging loosely on a wall rack.
Dwain: he was completely naked, his pale body reflecting the light in the room easily, he was slim, not very muscular but was still well built, and not a hair on his chest. His body looked relaxed as it stretched to foam and scrub more of his body, it didn't look as though he had noticed her, as though aside from cleaning himself, he was in deep thought.
Eruption: *She stared for a moment, though seemed not to register it for a moment, but when she did realize that he was indeed naked.. her face flushed bright red and she continued to stare for a moment, her gaze looking over his body with a new appreciation. She blinked and pushed herself back, putting a hand over her mouth in blushing embarrassment. She quickly escaped to the couch in front of the TV, though sits with a pillow. Her blush didn't lessen any by the time he got out of the shower, and she was left hugging a pillow to her chest with a deep blush. She just looked..irritated with such a heavy blush on her face.*
Dwain: he was dry and dressed in the bought clothing quickly, having transferred his belongings to the new jacket, taking his stuff into his room, he came back out, seeing the blender as it was, he frowned and chuckled, not having seen her yet "had a disagreement with the blender"? Plugging it back in, he turned and saw her "what's the matter"?
Eruption: N-Nothing! Why would something be wrong? Nothing's wrong! *She stands up rather fast, that blush staying on her face as she gives a nervous smile before heading for the door.* Let's go get some food or something..
Dwain: he stood where he was for a moment 'could she be? This quickly'? He thought, he opened his mouth to speak, then closed it, thinking better to not push the subject "okay, if you say so" going down another path "well, I need to dryclean these clothes and there isn't anything in the fridge, no groceries have been delivered so, it's either a restaurant or get take-out, you can decide which, personally I could go for some pasta, or a pizza, ironically I need something salty to chew on" he was of course lying about the fridge, he hadn't even checked. he however thought that being out among others might help clear her head, or at least distract it from what was actually bothering her.
Eruption: I don't know what either of those things are. I'm used to seafood, remember? *She smirks at her little joke, and though her blush faded, it still remains.* I am looking forward to trying some of what you land dwellers eat while I'm here though.
Dwain: he couldn't help but smile, noticing her still present blush, he made to look out the window as an excuse for his movements "Pizza it is then, I think you'll like it, I do" turning to her "I personally like something to chew on" he looked at her "uh, you may want to change into your new clothing first though, what you've got on is nice, but" he shrugged awkwardly "it's not really evening wear around here"
Eruptuon: Oh yeah.. *She nods, reminded of her new clothes. She heads to the bathroom to change, leaving the door cracked ever so slightly. By accident of course~ She pulled her clothes off easily, her body showing in the bit of mirror he could see. She had beautifully round breasts and a nice plump rear to go with her slim muscular build, moving gracefully as she slowly pulls on the new clothing. It fit her perfectly, clinging just right in certain places.*
Dwain: he was tapping away on his phone when she returned, turning to her, he looked stunned, quickly looking her up and down, then meeting her eyes "I, um" he spluttered before regaining himself "You certainly chose well, that works well for you. shall we"?
Eruption: Uh, yeah.. *She’d smile shyly and nod, following him to the door.* Let’s go try this..pizza? *She’d say uncertainly before looking to Dwain.* What is it made of?
Dwain: oh, all sorts *he said absently before furrowing his brow* I don't really know of an aquatic equivalent if I'm honest, *he called the lift, pressing an icon on the phone that looked like a car* I know that some people put anchovies on it but that's not really my liking, Olives are a type of plant which can be salty and oh they taste nice when cooked, slightly sour which plays together deliciously with the other gooey flavours *he looked a bit whistful as they got on the lift, then again a warm smile to her* do you know it's probably been two years since I've had a pizza, I'm going to enjoy this *he looked as though he was trying and failing to stop his voice from going squeaky in anticipation
The Haunting of Lungbarrow Manor (closed Halloween RP with Eruption-Of-The-Fade)
Autumn was just round the corner in the northern countryside of this land, people were used to unusual events occurring on this Isle they called home, to the point where it may paradoxically be normal. However, in a mining village over a hill dividing them from an ancient forest, they had a curiosity that had been round for as long as three generations of the town could remember. One day at least two hundred years ago during the winter solstice, a mansion sprung up overnight on the hillside, no reason was given for its appearance nor its prolonged stay, however it had taken root on the estate of the shires governor, and when they had passed, the land it occupied, engulfing the hills peak and some of the forest beyond, had no heir. Thus by local law it defaulted to a trustee of the town. When they took up residence in the mansion, screams could be heard echoing down to the village after three nights they stayed there. When the townsfolk when to investigate, they found the trustee curled up in a ball in the dining room, spilling nonsense words and half sentences. It took months for him to recover in his old home, but he never spoke of that day again for as long as he lived. Various people had tried to take up residence and failed, some people tried breaking in when the lure of a wealthy scene soon wained. Mostly criminals at this point as the estate had passed into the haunted legends of this town. Some who had murdered or tried to assault others within its walls were found by the local police, their victims having fled shortly after their demise. All the authorities could find were the dried out corpses of these people, not something their would be victims were capable of. Some claimed there had been blood splattered everywhere when the assaulters begun to convulse violently before they could attack them. But not a drop could be found. It had since been left undisturbed for twenty years on the hillside.
Until a stranger arrived in town, no relatives to speak of in the area, simply looking for a place to stay.
After touring the house, she’d paid for it almost immediately upon seeing the basement despite the odd history of the Manor. She was bringing in her belongings alone, a few mere suitcases as the manor remained furnished. Eruption would sigh as the large door opened to the empty manor, walking in with a quiet murmur.
Eruption: Here we go.. Maybe you could keep a real monster hidden, eh? *She’d head for the kitchen immediately, opening one of her smaller suitcases and simply hanging a calendar on the fridge. It had two dates marked, though only one was in bright red.* One month to fix up that basement for the full moon.. I’ll manage..
She heard a knocking on the kitchen door, a gruff voice from the other side
???: S'cuse me Miss. Are Yer in? Thought you may want some produce seein as you just moved 'ere
Eruption: Hm? Yes, I’m here! *There’d be a bit of noise as she sets some more stuff down before they could hear her coming towards the door. She’d open it, smiling a bit sheepishly at her new guest.* Hi, um..thank you! My name’s Eruption.
???:*a woman's face greeted her, rough round the edges but warm enough. From the look of her clothing and her hands, she was a local farmer for the village* nice Ter meet yeh miss, names Feni, Feni Mercheford *her smile was warm enough as she started to shuffle a few baskets in* I hope yeh don't mind, Frankford, he's the bloke you'd've got the key's off at the lawyer's office. Frankford mentioned you'd not had much baggage so I took the liberty of organisin' someh' together for yer stay. This place hadn't been used in so long the parlour in't got nout innit by now.
Eruption: *She’d smile, immediately moving to help with a basket or two.* This was your doing? Thank you so much! I was expecting..well not much at all. *She’d chuckle softly.* I’m grateful, Ms. Feni. It’s certainly going to make this place more comfortable.
Feni: ah is no trouble at all poppet. It's always good to 'elp out a new lass to the area. Mind *she set down the last basket, the provisions, raw or processed, eruption noticed, wasn't much for one person, barely enough for four days* when you say comfortable, you've 'erd 'bout the curse upon this manor? *Her tone was deepening when she'd asked this*
Eruption: *She’d nod, stretching a bit.* I’ve heard. I can handle a few ghost stories. I’ve got a few of my own, don’t worry. They warned me when I bought the place..
Off deep in the manor a clock began to chime the four quarters
Feni:*she sighed* I'd best be goin', it'eh be dark soon *she seemed a bit frightened when she'd heard the time. shrugging her shoulders begun to walk back to the door* if you say so sweet, if yeh ever change yer mind yer welcome to stay at my place a couple o' noights. But ask yerself this fer noe, this place 'asn't 'ad a soul set foot innit for neigh five years, last person was a convict and all they found o' 'im was ah dried corpse. But still, five years o' neglect, an' not a speck o' dust, an' no one 'as been to wind tha' clock. It's yer own mind I'm sayin', but you watch yerself
The clock started to strike the hour, which made Feni flinch a bit.
Eruption: Thank you for your concern and for the supplies, Ms. Feni. I’ll be careful. *She’d smile kindly, walking her to the door.* A few skeletons in the closet won’t scare me off just yet, I can’t really afford to go anywhere else honestly. Haunted or not, I got such a good price for this place it’s gonna take quite a bit to drive me out.
Feni looked as though she was about to say something, but thought better of it. She sighed and gave an understanding nod, and closed the door behind her.
The various creaks and clicks that any old house made almost sounded amplified now that Eruption was on her own. The clocks ticking echoed through the house for some hours, almost as though to emphise the ladies point.