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@emotionsvampire / THE ENTITY. 🕷️
“WHAT IS THE MEANIN’ OF THIS?” Anger sits thick in Macmillan’s vocal chords, words spat from his lips sharp as shards of broken glass. “Yer mean t’torture me more? How many lives must I take before it pleases you?! Before I have proven myself t’you?” He is angry for a reason. Taking the lives of those mine workers & their families, why, that’d been easy. Mere child’s play. To those victims, well over a toll of ONE HUNDRED, Evan held no personal attachments, no bonds, no ties. They were nothing to him. Ash beneath his boot. Worms squirming around in the mud. Lesser, in his eyes, at the very bottom of the social food chain, not good enough to converse with a socialite such as himself, a future heir and steelworks owner. But he is none of those things now. Now, he is a hunter, a gatherer of souls — he catches petrified morsels in his traps, strings them up as offerings to this creature he dares to call BELOVED — and from his offerings, it feeds. But the victims he has been catching, the ones he has been cutting down, swing after swing, shattering ankle after ankle, are not mere strangers. These are souls he once knew. His father’s lawyer. A prostitute he’d befriended, long ago. They no longer breathe, the life long gone from the fleshy sacks they call bodies, all sense of hope as dry as dust.
“D’yer mean t’test my will? Test my — my loyalties?!” He cares little for these people; none will ever compare to Them. But it makes it difficult to butcher their bones when they call him by name, when they recognise his face & think an old friend will save them, spare them a truly terrible fate. He wishes his prey not to see him as human, to not see him as merely a man — he wishes to be like Them. Above the weak. Ethereal. Inhumane. A MONSTER. “I KILLED THEM! Slit them belly t’neck , is that what yer wanted? And they died howlin’ my name, beggin’ me t’spare ‘em. But I don’t WANT that!” A soot covered hand extends to sharply grab the Entity’s pale wrist, try and prevent Them from walking away. The look in his eyes tells one of love and desperation, alongside frustration. “I don’t want t’be known. I want t’be FEARED. Hand me an apparition of m’father, an’ I’d gladly cut open his throat again. Hand me five hundred more workers, and I’d do more than just leave them to choke on their own fuckin’ misery. I know my purpose, I know my role, but must I do it with them knowin’ who I am? I wish to leave the life of before behind. That man was reborn when yer brought me here, when yer made me this. I am above common man. I am DEATH. And they must never mistake me as friend, for I will always be foe… for I will always desire to feed an’ serve you. It comes before all else.”
-- “You’ve always been a brave soul, Evan...Brave enough to slaughter those creatures underground is one thing but coming to me to question your purpose? Well, my Dear...some would wonder if you were looking for your own death sentence.”
A sigh falls from the lips of the Entity as they turn away from the man, the visage’s lips pursed as they take the time to think over Evan’s request. They didn’t exactly understand it; the want to be hidden, unknown in the faces of his prey. Unwilling to hear the way they beg and plead for their lives only to have every single inch of their soul ripped away from them. Things like that was what spurred the Entity on, stated their hunger and fired up their unending need for more. The reason they had brought Evan and those near wastes of space to their place. They’d felt the fear...the anger and sadness. It had been a feast. Evan had provided that day. He continues to do so...
But this?
Without his prey’s knowledge of who he was there would be less sadness...less fear when he rips that small bud of hope from their chests with the swings of his cleaver, less anger at his betrayal. Though where there was losses there would also be gains. The fear that could be drawn out throughout the whole process was a thought that almost made their mouth water, the blood chilling screams as they feebly ran for their lives? How could the Entity resist something so delicious...but how to make it work? Eyes drift down to the hand clasped around to their pale wrist and the Entity sighs, slowly moving to hold Evan’s hand instead. “...Tell me what you need.”
Woods and Fog, Death is not an Escape.
A collection of Blogs lovingly penned by Bard;
UNBROKENVIGIL - Quentin Smith
THYDELIVERER - Adam Francis
QUIETDISTORTION - Jeff Johansen
EMOTIONSVAMPIRE - The Nameless Killer; The Entity
BLADEBEARER - Legion’s Joey
And after some deliberation, sadly saying goodbye to Dwight, a new fiend rises from the fog;
DUSKBORNN - The Wraith; Philip Ojomo {Work In Progress!}
"Ah loves ya. Do ya loves me?" He's pulling off a daisy's petals each time he asks, repeating until the flower is plucked clean, then starts on another.
-- Eyes watch as petals slowly drift and settle on the ground below, lingering before they move to watch the man causing the petals to float. His words do not fall upon deaf ears but the Entity finds it to be a curious thing to do, plucking the petals from such a small flower. However, they decide not to question this out loud, though they quietly move closer.
A hand reaches out, delicate fingers coming to gently brush through the Hillbilly’s hair. It’s a soft, lingering touch that the Entity doesn’t quite pull their hand back from. At least not yet.
“Max...Is there something on your mind, Dear?”
❛ you know i will always love you. ❜
-- The familiar presence of one of their eldest followers was one they knew well. A wave of comfort and safety fell upon them like a fine blanket. Evan has always worked hard, been loyal, done as he was asked...and of course this pleased the Entity to no end but there was always more to be had. More attention. More adoration. Though there was one thing they had already gained from him.
Undying loyalty.
While other killers were loyal, most didn’t compare to how Evan viewed the Entity, and it only deepened their need to keep his attention and in a sense, his love. Anything to keep Evan on their side, close to them.
Reaching out they slowly rest a hand against the man’s jaw, watching for a moment.
“...I couldn’t ask for more.”
❛ please .. don’t leave me here alone to rot. ❜
-- The collapse of the MacMillan Estate was-- in their eyes-- beautiful. Ages of neglect and troubles coalescing into one final tipping point, on final crack before everything came tumbling down. A beautiful disaster and one they would remember for a long time. They would have to thank Evan for drawing their attention here, somehow.
As dust settled, and silence fell, the Entity deemed it time to leave the pain and trouble to rest where it had begun. However, there’s a voice. Scared and lost. The voice of Evan MacMillan himself. Begging.
Oh how it was like music to their ears.
Taking a slow breath, the Entity turns slowly on their feet, eyes stopping when they reach the sight of the man. He didn’t wish to be alone. He had nothing. But then...why should they take pity? Foot falls slowly lead the visage towards the man, stoic in nature and appearance as they watch him.
“...And if I took you...what is it I get for doing so?”
"Be more careful next time, I don't want to bandage you up again." -Nurse (u know she would be violently flinging people out of the way for a chance to Assist the Spider)
-- Glowing ichor drips down the curve of the visage’s chin and jaw, leaving trails of liquid to mark the skin it touched. Patches of the glowing material could be seen over the Entity’s body and yet they sat still as Sally continued to tend to them. There was no sound. No reaction. Just the Entity staring blankly ahead.Her voice is what pulls them back to reality, eyes blinking once or twice before their attention fixates itself upon Sally.
“...Nobody asked you to do it this time.”
The words are hollow.
WHEN THEY CATCH YOU, THEY WILL KILL YOU. BUT FIRST, THEY MUST CATCH YOU. / ind. meg thomas of bhvr’s dead by daylight. loved by ashley.
ANGST FOR SHIPS SENTENCE PROMPTS .
A VARIETY & MIXTURE OF ANGST SHIPPY PROMPTS, CHANGE PRONOUNS AS NEEDED/FITTING .
❛ i love you. do you love me? ❜
❛ i thought we loved each other. ❜
❛ why are you with him/her/them? he’s/she’s/their not good for you. ❜
❛ please .. don’t leave me here alone to rot. ❜
❛ you deserve better. ❜
❛ why haven’t answered my calls, my texts? ❜
❛ you vanish for three days then decide to come back around? ❜
❛ i’m worried about you. ❜
❛ i don’t know if what i feel for you is love. ❜
❛ [ name ] told you i was bad for you? ❜
❛ you always pretend you don’t care but i know you do. ❜
❛ you don’t love me anymore? ❜
❛ why won’t you ever tell me that you love me? ❜
❛ you didn’t miss me, not even a little? ❜
❛ can we just have one more kiss. ❜
❛ don’t say that, you don’t mean it. ❜
❛ please, don’t do this to us. ❜
❛ nothing is stopping us from being together except you. ❜
❛ i’m sorry, i won’t do it again, i promise. ❜
❛ i’m not in love with you. ❜
❛ why are you doing this? ❜
❛ you know we can’t be together. ❜
❛ i’m not jealous, just curious. ❜
❛ we’re kissing other people now? ❜
❛ well, you’re not allowed to leave me, ever. ❜
❛ just tell me where the hell we stand at now. ❜
❛ stop messing with my emotions because you’re unsure of yours. ❜
❛ tell me this isn’t true, please. ❜
❛ you broke my trust which is worse than breaking my heart. ❜
❛ i can’t always help when you’re in trouble. ❜
❛ i thought we we’re done. ❜
❛ i just want to love you, let me love you. ❜
❛ you pretend you don’t know me in front of your friends. ❜
❛ no, i cannot just be your friend. it’s not enough for me. ❜
❛ you’re just going to leave without saying goodbye? ❜
❛ i don’t want anyone else but you. ❜
❛ how can you treat me this way? ❜
❛ you don’t deserve him/her/them, you deserve better. ❜
❛ you know i will always love you. ❜
❛ you shouldn’t have came here. ❜
❛ we are not meant to be. ❜
❛ you’re not in love, you’re obsessed. ❜
❛ i’ve been searching for you in everyone. ❜
❛ do yourself a favor and stop loving me. ❜
❛ your mother/father didn’t love you so you think no one can. ❜
❛ you can’t break my heart twice. ❜
❛ we can run away together, start new. ❜
❛ can’t you see, what you’re doing to me? ❜
Anonymously tell me what you think of my muse’s portrayal. I can only publish it and not respond.
“I’d die for you.” [ evan's middle name should be dramatic ]
-- The words are spoken with such honesty, no intent to hide his intentions from them whatsoever. Evan was and had always been a loyal follower to their cause, one that they had slowly begun to keep closer than others.
The visage of the old being turns slowly, attention falling upon Evan once again as a small smile curls the corner of their lips. Closing the space between them they raise a hand up. Delicate fingers come to brush along the man’s jaw, hand coming to rest against his cheek while eyes filled with content linger on him.
“...I know you would, Evan. I know you would die many times over...”
The words are whispered just loud enough for the man to hear, loud enough for him to pick out how pleased they were.
protective sentence starters
as requested. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !
“Don’t you hurt a single hair on his/her/their head.”
“Hands off!”
“What do you think you’re doing to him/her/them?”
“I’ll never let you go.” / “Don’t ever let me go.”
“Don’t ever leave my sight again.”
“I got your back.”
“Where are you going? It’s not safe out there!”
“Do you trust me?”
“Be more careful next time. I don’t want to bandage you up again.”
“Hey, it’s cold outside. At least wear a jacket.”
“I’d die for you.”
“You’ll back off if you know what’s good for you.”
“Get behind me NOW.”
“Here, I have an extra weapon.”
“Duck, you idiot!”
“Go on without me.”
“Well what did you expect would happen while you’re walking alone at night? Come on, let’s get you away from that creep.”
“Hey. Pal. I’ve got a gun/knife/fist/weapon and I’m not afraid to use it.”
“You can stop hugging me now.”
“You scared the shit out of me. I’m never going to stop hugging you.”
“Quit babying me! I can protect myself.”
“I’ll always be there to save you.” / “I know you’ll always be there to save me.”
“If you even THINK about touching him/her/them, I’ll kill you.”
“[choked up] I thought I lost you.” / “[choked up] I never thought I’d see you again.”
beep beep how’s my portrayal ?
i need to start doing proper things for this boi and my other children, so hmu if you wanna plot or have ideas!!
Who is the most important person in your life, and why?
-- “The most important person in my life? Well there’s just so many people to choose from.”
Their head tips back slowly as they seem to think on the question, though it’s not long before they’re looking back at who asked.
“I’m the only important being in my existence.”
-- @smilemasked has been noticed...
-- Cold air becomes frozen and harsh, like teeth baring down on uncovered flesh. A fog slowly drifts and blankets the quiet place, becoming thicker and harder to peer through with each passing moment. The skies above Mount Ormond Lodge shift from dull grey to something far more sinister.
The feet that touch this land move with purpose. With a clear target in mind. Something had been done that not only caught the attention of the Entity, but oh how it twisted their sight to red.
The laws of this land were set in place and guarded by them, and a select few they trusted to corral the others into doing their bidding...however it seemed that a few small flies had disturbed the web. An action performed without permission. A survivor lost to the hands of someone clumsy, someone inferior, someone so mindless and ill informed and so...so naive. They knew their new handful of hunters would be an interesting addition, but they did not expect the adolescent to allow her thoughtlessness and rash choices to overtake them. Though they should have noted how clarity left them on the will of their leader. Perhaps he would need to be spoken to as well.
Danger came to those who did not follow, and Julie had acted without permission. Something that needed to be corrected.
Slow footsteps carry the Entity to one of the few openings of the Lodge. Eyes peer in towards the lit flames before they speak, their voice a whisper that carries through the air to every single corner of the land.
“Show yourself to me, before I make sure there is nowhere else for you to hide.”
1OO IMPORTANT CHARACTER QUESTIONS
taken from beth kinderman and nikki walker’s the 100 most important things to know about your character. a good list to help develop a character’s background, personality, and general aspects.
PART 1: THE BASICS
What is your full name?
Where and when were you born?
Who are/were your parents? (Know their names, occupations, personalities, etc.)
Do you have any siblings? What are/were they like?
Where do you live now, and with whom? Describe the place and the person/people.
What is your occupation?
Write a full physical description of yourself. You might want to consider factors such as: height, weight, race, hair and eye color, style of dress, and any tattoos, scars, or distinguishing marks.
To which social class do you belong?
Do you have any allergies, diseases, or other physical weaknesses?
Are you right- or left-handed?
What does your voice sound like?
What words and/or phrases do you use very frequently?
What do you have in your pockets?
Do you have any quirks, strange mannerisms, annoying habits, or other defining characteristics?
PART 2: GROWING UP
How would you describe your childhood in general?
What is your earliest memory?
How much schooling have you had?
Did you enjoy school?
Where did you learn most of your skills and other abilities?
While growing up, did you have any role models? If so, describe them.
While growing up, how did you get along with the other members of your family?
As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?
As a child, what were your favorite activities?
As a child, what kinds of personality traits did you display?
As a child, were you popular? Who were your friends, and what were they like?
When and with whom was your first kiss?
Are you a virgin? If not, when and with whom did you lose your virginity?
If you are a supernatural being (i.e. mage, werewolf, vampire), tell the story of how you became what you are or first learned of your own abilities. If you are just a normal human, describe any influences in your past that led you to do the things you do today.
PART 3: PAST INFLUENCES
What do you consider the most important event of your life so far?
Who has had the most influence on you?
What do you consider your greatest achievement?
What is your greatest regret?
What is the most evil thing you have ever done?
Do you have a criminal record of any kind?
When was the time you were the most frightened?
What is the most embarrassing thing ever to happen to you?
If you could change one thing from your past, what would it be, and why?
What is your best memory?
What is your worst memory?
PART 4: BELIEFS & OPINIONS
Are you basically optimistic or pessimistic?
What is your greatest fear?
What are your religious views?
What are your political views?
What are your views on sex?
Are you able to kill? Under what circumstances do you find killing to be acceptable or unacceptable?
In your opinion, what is the most evil thing any human being could do?
Do you believe in the existence of soul mates and/or true love?
What do you believe makes a successful life?
How honest are you about your thoughts and feelings (i.e. do you hide your true self from others, and in what way)?
Do you have any biases or prejudices?
Is there anything you absolutely refuse to do under any circumstances? Why do you refuse to do it?
Who or what, if anything, would you die for (or otherwise go to extremes for)?
PART 5: RELATIONSHIPS W/OTHERS
In general, how do you treat others (politely, rudely, by keeping them at a distance, etc.)? Does your treatment of them change depending on how well you know them, and if so, how?
Who is the most important person in your life, and why?
Who is the person you respect the most, and why?
Who are your friends? Do you have a best friend? Describe these people.
Do you have a spouse or significant other? If so, describe this person.
Have you ever been in love? If so, describe what happened.
What do you look for in a potential lover?
How close are you to your family?
Have you started your own family? If so, describe them. If not, do you want to? Why or why not?
Who would you turn to if you were in desperate need of help?
Do you trust anyone to protect you? Who, and why?
If you died or went missing, who would miss you?
Who is the person you despise the most, and why?
Do you tend to argue with people, or avoid conflict?
Do you tend to take on leadership roles in social situations?
Do you like interacting with large groups of people? Why or why not?
Do you care what others think of you?
PART 6: LIKES & DISLIKES
What is/are your favorite hobbies and pastimes?
What is your most treasured possession?
What is your favorite color?
What is your favorite food?
What, if anything, do you like to read?
What is your idea of good entertainment (consider music, movies, art, etc.)?
Do you smoke, drink, or use drugs? If so, why? Do you want to quit?
How do you spend a typical Saturday night?
What makes you laugh?
What, if anything, shocks or offends you?
What would you do if you had insomnia and had to find something to do to amuse yourself?
How do you deal with stress?
Are you spontaneous, or do you always need to have a plan?
What are your pet peeves?
PART 7: SELF IMAGES & OTHER
Describe the routine of a normal day for you. How do you feel when this routine is disrupted?
What is your greatest strength as a person?
What is your greatest weakness?
If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
Are you generally introverted or extroverted?
Are you generally organized or messy?
Name three things you consider yourself to be very good at, and three things you consider yourself to be very bad at.
Do you like yourself?
What are your reasons for being an adventurer (or doing the strange and heroic things that RPG characters do)? Are your real reasons for doing this different than the ones you tell people in public? (If so, detail both sets of reasons…)
What goal do you most want to accomplish in your lifetime?
Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
If you could choose, how would you want to die?
If you knew you were going to die in 24 hours, name three things you would do in the time you had left.
What is the one thing for which you would most like to be remembered after your death?
What three words best describe your personality?
What three words would others probably use to describe you?
If you could, what advice would you, the player, give to your character? (You might even want to speak as if he or she were sitting right here in front of you, and use proper tone so he or she might heed your advice…)