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ok u know wht Fuck It i’m gonna reboot zo
masked-endermage replied to your post:mm i might…..remake this blog
// i love your zo!!! please stick around in some form or fashion aaahh;; i love your blog so mucchhh
aaaa thank u,, i rlly miss rping zo n all the interactions she’s had ,, she was such a fun character tbh so who knows !! u might see a remake around,
mm i might.....remake this blog
[throws confetti into air] [puts party hats on both of them] Haaaaappy birthday Zozo!!! Have another great here and be your happy lil self! [more confetti]
She’s slightly dazzled by the confetti ( she hasn’t learned all the human traditions yet and this was certainly a first ) , sticking out her tongue as if it was snow and recoiling when she found out it had the same taste as paper. Regardless, she fiddled with the hat and grinned, clearly happy with the predicament.
“Thank you, Lal!! Gosh, here’s another year to being me, right? Thank you sooo much !!”
“Ah - !! I almost forgot it was my, um, birthday! Who wants a star party hat?”
When Bellonans die, they do not leave a body behind. They do not leave a corpse for their enemies to gloat and admire. They do not want their enemies to act as if they've won battles upon battles, as if they've taken down an entire subspecies of Bellonans. They do not want to hear that they're getting weak, that they have proof, see - here's their body --
When Bellonans die, they explode into stardust, the same kind that runs through their veins. Their blood is infused with cosmos and they refuse to let anyone but their kind see it dripping from their wounds. Unfinished galaxies swirl around them and stars blink from above as to warn each other that something dangerous is about to happen, stay away, don't let them see you --
When Bellonans die, they combust into a black hole, consuming anything and everything in its path. It, of course, is not as big as the ones wandering around the universe, but it's big enough for people to fire a warning. They last for seconds, minutes at the most, and wreak havoc around them, eating everything that's deemed matter. For this reason, it's a common practice to keep Bellonans half alive.
Truly a fitting end to a species that has crushed millions with just their fingertips, no?
@masked-endermage || starter call.
“He - ey! Ryth!” With a wave of her hand, the brunette jogged over to the other, a proud smile forming on her lips as she shoved the gift into his arms, eagerly awaiting his reaction. “It’s for you and your apprentice! It’s just some stuff I picked up during adventuring, but I thought you guys would appreciate it. Uh, there’s some weird magical stuff in there that I thought you’d like. Not sure what it is, nor do I want to know, but it’s there !!”
Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
@witchofgrace || starter call.
She clicked her tongue absentmindedly, lips creasing into a thin line as she reached up to adjust her goggles. The plant had to be here somewhere - the books, as well as the locals, insisted that it would be near a cherry wood biome, but with every passing minute, she began to grow weary. She was sure she could just buy it off of someone, but that took away the fun of adventuring and would probably cost a lot.
Zo.eya’s focus on her journey distracted her from several things, one of them being that she was currently intruding on someone’s property. It wasn’t until the door opened that the alien realized this, squeaking in surprise as she snapped her head up and dropped whatever item she was holding at the time.
“Gah! I’m sorry - I didn’t know - I didn’t realize that someone lived here !! I’m - I’m intruding in your space, crikey, I’m really sorry !!”
Not even two weeks in && I have somehow amassed 200+ of you! I mostly have to thank the Haikyuu fandom for being so big && welcoming but there are many of you who aren’t even in the fandom who have come to follow me. I’m simply grateful! I can’t say I’ve been the most active though I have tried, but I can say that no matter what happens I’m glad to be here && grateful for all of you! Now onto all the people I want to mention below!
(also, I’m terribly sorry if I have mentioned you twice I’m no good at figuring out who’s running who yet)
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@mermaidsdontmeow || starter call.
“’Scuse me, is this cat yours?” She held out a small, orange furred cat, the animal mewling in her arms. Its green eyes blinked towards the other, the brunette’s blue ones doing the same. “I saw him near, and I’m just asking around.”
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─【🐾】─ ❝ is there something on me? ❞
hyper aware, perhaps even a bit paranoid by the presence of so many others around him, he feels an ubiety akin to that of eyes settling upon him. but unable to decipher the reason as to why he feels prickles upon his personal bubble, he inquires towards the nearest person - who may or may not have also cast a glance at him. he isn’t here to confirm that.
Her gaze drifted to the other, peering down at him ( he seemed familiar somehow, but she was preoccupied with his request to actually pinpoint his identity ) , shifting her weight to her left side and tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. “Yeah, there’s something in your hair - um, I’ll take it out now.” Hands hovering over his hair, Zoeya plucked the leaf out before presenting it to the other, grinning as an attempt to seem friendly. “Nothing too big !!” The brunette scanned his appearance quickly - maybe she had seen him in a tournament or two?
“Hey - random question, but do you play any sports? I could’ve sworn I’ve seen you somewhere...”
@demonmageofender || starter call.
“Oh, wowie, you’re pretty tall !!” Her words are accompanied by a grin, bright blue eyes seemingly shining - why she was excited about someone taller than her was something not even she knew. “Well - it’s not a bad thing, it’s really, really rad! I think this is one of the first times I’ve ever actually had to look up at someone, haha!”
“Yeah, but the map’s missing a bunch of places.” Zoeya repeated, clearly this girl hadn’t heard her the first time. Her left arm felt really strange, as it wasn’t a prosthetic anymore. “Yeah, myself and Rythian built it, thanks!”
“Huh? Oh - right, of course! Well, it shouldn’t be too bad, should it?” She hummed, trying to keep a positive mood by not dwelling on the ripped parts. “Oh - Rythian. I’ve heard of him, I think. Maybe you could teach me how to build one of these one day.”